George Gershwin - 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 grey

than any Russian play

could guarantee.

I was a fool to fall and get that way;

Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lack-a-day!

Although I can't dismiss

the mem'ry of her kiss,

I guess she's not for me.

• Artist:George Gershwin