Mamselle - Dick Haymes, Gordon Jenkins and His Orch.

A small cafe mam’selle

A rendezvous mam’selle

The violins were warm and sweet and so were you mam’selle

And as the night danced by

Her kiss became a sigh

Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle just like wine does

No heart ever yearned the way mine does

For you

And yet I know too well

Some day you’ll say goodbye

Then violins will cry and so will I mam’selle

And as the night danced by

Her kiss became a sigh

Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle just like wine does

No heart ever yearned the way mine does

For you

And yet I know too well

Some day you’ll say goodbye

Then violins will cry and so will I mam’selle