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 lonely 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
[more instrumental-rest of the first verse]
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
