Days of Wine and Roses
HENRY N. MANCINI, JOHNNY MERCER
The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play
Through the meadow land toward a closing door
A door marked "nevermore" that wasn't there before
The lone-ly night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you
The days of wine and roses
The lonely, the night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to
The days of wine and roses and you
