Words and music copyright by
Howard Ashby Kranz
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1. Darling,
till you came along, mine was just a plain song.
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Had the rhythm, but I didn’t
have the flair
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My brass was
sounding tinnish, my symphony unfinished
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My chord was so diminished it
was hardly even there.
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Like a balloon that’s been
deflated, I was flat, but fated.
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To find a merry air to
accompany
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But I never heard the beauty
of my song, until you sang it to me.
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2. I wrote
songs in clutches, but never one that touches.
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Though I
tried as much as I was able.
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I slaved like Cinderella, an a capella
fella;
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Now I’m a million seller on your label.
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Yours was the throat for
which I wrote
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each note unknowingly.
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But I never heard the beauty
of my song, until you sang it to me,
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until you sang it to me,