Tommy Dorsey

Tonight, I mustn't think of him
Music
Maestro,
Please!
Tonight,
tonight I must forget
those precious hours,
but no more than flowers.
Faith,
your wilting melodies,
Ragtime,
Jazztime,
Swing!
Any old thing,
to help me ease the pain!
That's how we do them, green.
Tonight, I mustn't think of him
Music
Maestro,
Please!
Tonight,
tonight I must forget
those precious hours,
but no more than flowers.
Faith,
your wilting melodies,
Ragtime,
Jazztime,
Swing!
Any old thing,
to help me ease the pain!
That's how we do them, green.
Tonight, I mustn't think of him
Music
Maestro,
Please!
Tonight,
tonight I must forget
those precious hours,
but no more than flowers.
Faith,
your wilting melodies,
Ragtime,
Jazztime,
Swing!
Any old thing,
to help me ease the pain!
That's how we do them, green.
Tonight, I mustn't think of him
Music
Maestro,
Please!
Tonight,
tonight I must forget
those precious hours,
but no more than flowers.
Faith,
your wilting melodies,
Ragtime,
Jazztime,
Swing!
Any old thing,
to help me ease the pain!
That's how we do them, green.
Tonight, I mustn't think of him
Music
Maestro,
Please!
Tonight,
tonight I must forget
those precious hours,
but no more than flowers.
Faith,
your wilting melodies,
Ragtime,
Jazztime,
Swing!
Any old thing,
to help me ease the pain!
That's how we do them, green.