Little Black Shawl 1934

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 20 Mar 2012
2012

Faded and tattered and worn,
though an angel it used to adorn.
A treasure of twilight
I often unfold,
when I'm yearning for days of old.

My heart's wrapped up
in a little black shawl
a plain old fashioned
little black shawl.
I kiss each stain
that may remain
of the tears I caused to fall.
Each hour I spent
on somebody's knee
comes back to me with each memory
Now is it any wonder at all
My heart's wrapped up in
a little black shawl.

My heart's wrapped up
in a little black shawl
a plain old fashioned
little black shawl.
I kiss each stain
that may remain
of the tears I caused to fall.
Each hour I spent
on somebody's knee
comes back to me with each memory
Now is it any wonder at all
My heart's wrapped up in
a little black shawl.

Woven with dreams of the past
Tender dreams that for ever will last.
A magical cloth
that can turn back the years
till a vision of old appears.

My heart's wrapped up
in a little black shawl
a plain old fashioned
little black shawl.
I kiss each stain
that may remain
of the tears I caused to fall.
Each hour I spent
on somebody's knee
comes back to me with each memory
Now is it any wonder at all
My heart's wrapped up in
a little black shawl.

My heart's wrapped up
in a little black shawl
a plain old fashioned
little black shawl.
I kiss each stain
that may remain
of the tears I caused to fall.
Each hour I spent
on somebody's knee
comes back to me with each memory
Now is it any wonder at all
My heart's wrapped up in
a little black shawl.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Little Black Shawl 1934
by Billy Hill
© MCMXXXIV by Shapiro, Bernstein & Co.Inc.  New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 20 March 2012 at 18.17
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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