the little man who wasn't there Songtext
von Glen Miller

Hello there, Texas, whatcha say?
Are you whistling in the dark just to scare the ghost away?
I know there′s something following me that I can't see
Someone sure laid an awful hex on me

A hex? Ah, Tex, that′s pretty far-fetched
Man, I'd think you're just a little bit tetched
If you′d got a load of what I saw last night
You′d pass the Yankee Clipper on its maiden flight


Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn′t there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away

When I came home last night at three
The man was waitin′ there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn't see him there at all

Go away, go away
Don′t you come back anymore
Go away, go away
And please, don't slam the door


Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn′t there again today
Oh, how I wish he′d go away