Anita O’Day’s Finest Hour

She just got here yesterday, Things are hot here now they say, There's a new gal in town. Gals are jealous, there's no doubt. All the guys just rave about Sweet, Sweet Georgia Brown. And ever since she came, the common folks all claim, say; No gal ma

Some day, when I'm awfully low, When the world is cold, I will feel a glow just thinking of you And the way you look tonight. Lovely, with your smile so warm And your cheeks so soft, There is nothing for me but to love you, And the way you look tonig

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:17.20]Sit there, hmm, count your fingers. [00:29.52]What else, what else is there to do? [00:37.86]Oh, and I know how you feel, [00:41.86]I know you feel that you're through. [00:47.51]Oh ah-wah-ah sit there, hmm, count, [00:56.