Glenn Miller - Delilah текст песни

Sweeter than sweet
There is none to compete with Delilah
Armful of charm and a four dream alarm, that's Delilah
Angels tip their halos
The moons straightens his tie
And weeping willows smile
As she goes by, my...

Rarer than rare,
All my life I would share
With Delilah
Heaven would be
Anywhere I could see
My Delilah
I'll grow strong as Samson
When she whispers, "I do",
I'll hand her the moon and declare,
"Delilah, it's for you!"
(repeat once)