Indian Summer (Live)

Ella Fitzgerald

Summer, you old Indian summer
You're the tear that comes
After June-time's laughter
You see so many dreams
That don't come true
Dreams we fashioned when
Summertime was new

You are here to watch over
Some heart that is broken by
A word that somebody left unspoken
You're the ghost of a
Romance in June going astray
Fading too soon; that's why I say
Farewell to you, Indian summer

You are here to watch over
A heart that is broken by
A word that somebody left unspoken
You're the ghost of a
Romance in June going astray
Fading too soon; that's why I say
Farewell to you, Indian summer
You old Indian summer


compositores: Al Dubin, Victor Herbert
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