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Nightingale Sang in Berkley Square, A

Writer(s): Mashwitz / Sherwin

That certain night, the night we met, there was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the Ritz, and a nightingale sang in Berkley Square
I may be right, I may be wrong, but I’m perfectly willing to swear,
That when you turned and smiled at me, a nightingale sang in Berkley Square.
The moon that lingered over London town, poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love, the whole darn world seemed upside down.
The streets of town were paved with stars, it was such a romantic affair.
And as we kissed and said goodnight, a nightingale sang in Berkley Square.

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