From the Bernardino Collection of rare Sinatra recordings
A man wrote a song, and I heard his song
Of soft moonlit streams, young lovers’ dreams,
Of wonderful places to see,
A man wrote a song for people like me.
A man wrote of spring, and two hearts that cling,
It spoke of a rose, a river that flows,
The wonders that nature can do,
A man wrote a song for people like you.
He told of helping one another,
How kind words make a life worthwhile,
Describe the face of a mother,
When she sees the little one smile.
A man wrote of skies, and sweet lullabies,
He mentioned some tears and faith through the years
Of love that forever will be,
A man wrote a song for you and for me.