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Suppertime I'm' sad
Then it really gets bad
Memories always start after sundown
It begins to tell 'round midnight, 'round midnight
I do pretty well 'til after sundown
Suppertime, I'm feelin' sad
But it really gets bad 'round midnight
Memories always start 'round midnight, 'round midnight
Haven't got the heart to stand those memories
When my heart is still with you
And old midnight knows it too
When some quarrel we had needs mending
Does it mean that our love is ending?
Darlin', I need you, lately I find
You're out of my arm, and I'm out of my mind
Let our hearts take wings some midnight, 'round midnight
Let the angels sing for your returning
Let our love be safe and sound
When old midnight comes around
Just let our love take wings
And let the angels sing for your returning
Please, let our love is safe and sound
When old midnight comes around me
Written by: Bernie Hanighen, Cootie Williams, Thelonious Monk
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