Get Out Of Town – Eddy Duchin – letras

Get out of town,Before it’s too late, my love;Get out of town,Be good to me, pleaseWhy wish me harm?Why not retire to a farmAnd be contented to charmThe birds off the trees?Just disappear,I care for you much too much,And when you are near,Close to me, dearWe touch too much.The thrill when we meetIs so bitter sweet that,Darling, It’s getting me down.So on your mark, get set,Get out of town.