![]() Music by M. Melville Ellis M. Witmark and Sons New York |
First Verse The beads on the wine in our glorious youth And life's full of fervor and zest, And the world is made bright by the light of a smile, Or the sound of the voice we love best. There's a thrill of delight in the touch of her hand, All the Earth's bubbling over with joy; Oh! the love that we give to the girls that we love, When we're boys, boys, boys. Second Verse There are various way that a fellow may love And most of us sample them all, And the older and stronger you are when it strikes, The harder and deeper you fall. But there's no love on earth that holds half the thrill, No love that has half the joys As love that we give to the girls that we love, When we're boys, boys, boys. Chorus When love is young in Springtime, And boys are youthful, too And girls are so alluring What can a fellow do? A look, a smile, a dimple, You're caught, you're captured, stung There's danger in the very air When love is young. CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG |
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