The Man Who Plays the Mandolino Songtext
von Dean Martin

With his little mandolino
And a twinkle in his eye
Señoritas he can win
Always for another guy

Italians love to sip a cup of cappuccino
And listen to the man who plays the mandolino
You offer him a cigarette, a glass of vino
That′s how he's paid to serenade your lady fair

With his little mandolino
And a twinkle in his eye
Señoritas he can win
Always for another guy


He seems like such a happy man
The man who plays the mandolino
He sings a song of sweet romance
For all the lovers as they dance
But all he′s holding in his arms I just a little mandolino
He has no woman of his own, so every night he walks alone

With his little mandolino
And a twinkle in his eye
Señoritas he can win
Always for another guy

And while he's strumming songs of love
The man who plays the mandolino
His eyes are always looking for a señorita to adore
He drinks a toast to his true love each time he lifts a glass of vino
And so until that lucky day he looks for her along the way

With his little mandolino
And a twinkle in his eye
Señoritas he can win
Always for another guy

The man who plays the mandolino