When the World Was Young Songtext
von Helen Merrill

Wherever I go, they mention my name
And that in itself is some sort of fame
Come by for a drink, we′re having a game
Wherever I go, I'm glad that I came

The talk is quite gay, the company fine
There′s laughter and lights, and glamour and wine
And wonderful men and summer's been mine
But often my eyes see a different shine


They call me Crochet and Mademoiselle
And I must admit, I like it quite well
It's something to be the darling of all, the grand femme fatale
A bell of the ball

And sometimes I drink too much with the crowd
And sometimes I laugh a little too loud
My head may be aching, but it′s unborn
And sometimes I see it all through a cup

Are the apple trees, sunlit memories, where the hammock swung?
On our backs sweet lie, gazing at the sky, ′til the stars were strung
Only last July, when the world was young