But Not for Me

They're writing songs of love

But not for me

A lucky star's above

But not for me

With love to lead the way

I've found more clouds of gray

Than any Russian play

Could guarantee

I was a fool to fall

And get that way

Hi-ho, alas

And oh, so lack-a-day

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of his kiss

I guess he's not for me

I was a fool to fall

And get that way

Hi-ho, alas

And oh, so lack-a-day

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of his kiss

I guess he's not for me