The Half Of It, Dearie, Blues Songtext
von Fred Astaire

Each time you trill a song with Bill or look at Will
I get a chill, I′m gloomy
I won't recall the names of all the men who fall
It′s all appalling to me
Of course, I really cannot blame them a bit
For you're a hit where're you flit
I know it′s so, but dearie, oh
You′ll never know the blues that go right through me
I've got the, you don′t know the half of it dearie blues
The trouble is you have so many from whom to choose
If you should marry Tom, Dick, or harry
Life would be the bunk, I'd become a monk
I′ve got the, you don't know the half of it dearie blues
To Bill and Ben, I′d pay attention now and then
But really men would bore me
When I'd begun to think I'd run and be a nun I met the one man for me
And now just when the sun is starting to beam
Along comes a girl, zip goes a dream
What will I do away from you?
I feel the future will be blue and stormy
I′ve got the, you don′t know the half of it dearie blues
It may be my heart isn't broken, but there′s a bruise
Through you I've known some days that were lonesome
Though you say that I′m flirting all the time
I've got the, you don′t know the half of it dearie blues
I've got the, you don't know the half of it dearie blues
Oh, how I wish you′d drop an anchor and end your cruise
You′re just a duffer who makes me suffer
All the younger set says your heart's to let
I′ve got the, you don't know the half of it dearie blues