Isle of Capri

Writer(s): Will Grosz / Jimmy Kennedy / Harold Adamson
(Writes Ron Hontz: “Oh, that FRANK!!! He usually waited until the second run-through of a song to screw around with the lyrics. In this particular one, he got the ‘She wore a lovely meatball on her finger, ‘twas goodbye at the Villa Capri’ out of the way first and THEN sang it straight the second time.” I answered: “I don’t think it strange at all. I ALWAYS wear a meatball on my finger when I eat spaghetti.”)
(from the cassette Come Fly with Me)

‘Twas on the Isle of Capri that I found her, beneath the shade of an old walnut tree.
Oh, I can still see the flow’rs blooming round her, where we met on the Isle of Capri.
She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning, but somehow fate hadn’t meant her for me.
And though I sailed with the tide in the morning, still my heart’s on the Isle of Capri.
Summertime was nearly over, blue Italian sky above,
I said “Lady I’m a rover, can your spare a sweet word of love?”
She whispered softly “It’s best not to linger,” and then as I kissed her hand I could see
She wore a lovely meatball on her finger, ’twas goodbye at the Villa Capri.
[instrumental-horns with mandolin]
Summertime was nearly over, blue Italian sky above,
I said “Lady, I’m a rover, can you spare a fine word of love?”
She whispered softly “It’s best not to linger,” and then as I kissed her hand I could see,
She wore a plain golden ring on her finger, ’twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri.
‘Twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri, ’twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri.

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