Bobby Darin

A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square

 


 

 

      That certain night

      The night we met

      There was magic abroad in the air

      There were angels dinin’ at the Ritz

      And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

     

      I may be right

      May be wrong

      But I’m perfectly willing to swear

      That when you turned and smiled at me

      A nightingale sang in Berkeley 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 uptown were paved with stars

      It was such a romantic affair

      And as we kissed

      And said good night

      A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

 

      How strange it was

      How sweet and strange

      There was never a dream to compare

      With that hazy, crazy night we met

      When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

 

      Ah, this heart of mine

      It beat loud and fast

      Like a merry-go-round in a fair

      For we were dancin’ cheek to cheek

      And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

 

      When dawn came stealin’ up all gold and blue

      To interrupt our rendezvous

      I still remember how you smiled and said,

      Was that a dream

      Or was it true?

 

      Our homeward step was just as light

      As the dancin’ feet of Astaire

      And just like an echo far away

      A nightingale sang in Berkeley …

      A nightingale sang in Berkeley …

      That night in Berkeley Square.

 

     

 

 

 

Lyrics transcribed by Jane Penny



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