Song | In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning |
Artist | Lou Rawls |
Album | Rawls Sings Sinatra |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
In the wee small hours of the morning, | |
While the whole wide world is fast asleep, | |
You lie awake and think about the girl | |
And never, ever think of counting sheep. | |
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson, | |
You'd be hers if only she would call, | |
In the wee small hours of the morning, | |
That's the time you miss her most of all. | |
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson, | |
You'd be hers if only she would call, | |
In the wee small hours of the morning, | |
That's the time you miss her most of all. |