Rio Nights
Year 1920
Words by Elmer VincentMusic by Fisher Thompson Fisher Thompson Music Pub. Co. New York City |
Verses When night has fallen down in dear old Rio, Down in dreamy old Brazil; The stars begin to shine, and one that I call mine, Just waits for me, I know she loves me still. The fleecy clouds like mantles hide the hilltops, There beside the southern sea; At this bewitching hour Beneath an old rose bower, Somebody there is lonesome just for me. Rio nights are full of silent splendor, When the tropic moon is in the sky, I keep growing fonder, Every time I wander, With a maid who is so sweet and shy, Romantic Rio weaves a spell around you; Golden hours we spent so bright and gay, You just want to spoon, Parting comes too soon; When you linger down that Rio way. When night has fallen down in dear old Rio, Down in dreamy old Brazil; The one I call my own, Is now no more alone, I sit beside her there when all is still. The fleecy clouds like mantles hide the moonlight Out beyond the harbor lights; But at this wooing hour, We sit beneath our bower, United once again on Rio nights. CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG |
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