Harlem Nocturne

Mel Tormé

A nocturne for the blues played on a bro - ken heart string 
It's wailing out the news my baby is gone from me. 
Dark shadows in the rain, a tel - e - phone that won't ring 
Just mem - o - ries re- main of lovers that used to be. 
I miss the laughs and the fun, my spot in the sun 
When I was the one one and only. 
The music and lights, those wonderful nights 
The morn - ing is the time we'd kiss. 
The laughs and the fun, my days in the sun, 
They're over and done, and I'm lonely; 
Don't ask me to hide the heartbreak in - side 
The gleam - ing spark is gone, the light went dark. 
This nocturn for the blues took all and left me nothing 
Nothing but the blues 'til baby comes back to me