Writer(s): Burton Lane, E. Y. Harburg
With children’s chorus
From the play, “Finian’s Rainbow”
From the CD Frank Sinatra In Hollywood (1940-1964) Disc 4, track 15
Children: A secret, a secret, he says he’s got a secret,
A secret, a secret, a secret kind of secret.
He’s asking her to shout it to every daffodil
And tell the world about it, in fact he says she will.
She says, he says,
If this isn’t love, the whole world is crazy.
If this isn’t love, he’s daft as a daisy,
With moons all a-round and cows jumping over,
There’s something amiss, and I’ll eat my hat if this isn’t love.
Frank: I’m feeling like the apple on top of William Tell,
With this I cannot grapple because (because) she’s so adorabell
If this isn’t love, then winter is a summer,
If this isn’t love, my heart needs a plumber
I’m swinging on a star, I’m riding on a rainbow,
I’m busting with bliss and I’ll kiss your ass if this isn’t love.
All: We’re getting tired of waiting, and sticking to the rules,
The feeling calls for mating, like birds, like bees, and other animules.
If this isn’t love, we’re all seeing double.
If this isn’t love, we’re really in trouble.
If she’s not the girl, and he’s not the hero,
Well a kiss ain’t a kiss if your kisses say that this isn’t love.