Come to me, my melancholy baby.|
Cuddle up and don't be blue.
All your fears are foolish fancies maybe.
Don't you know that I'm in love with you?
Every cloud must have a silver lining.
Just wait until the sun shines through.
Smile, my honey dear,
While I kiss away each tear,
Or else I will be melancholy too.
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