When You're Counting The Stars Alone 1929

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 17 March 2011
2011

Birds and bees and stars above
mean a lot to those in love,
but they don't help me any,
I have learned;
There are many things no doubt,
I know they can't do without,
but ev'ry night as far as I'm concerned:

The birds don't count,
the bees don't count,
the summer breeze
and the trees don't count,
when you're counting the stars alone,
and lovers lane,
that shady lane,
somehow it seems to be there in vain,
when you're counting the stars alone,
I find all nights are love nights
to others I see,
To them the stars are love lights
but they're just stars to me,
The good old moon,
its beams don't count,
you dream and dream
but your dreams don't count,
when you're counting the stars alone.

The birds don't count,
the bees don't count,
the summer breeze
and the trees don't count,
when you're counting the stars alone,
and lovers lane,
that shady lane,
somehow it seems to be there in vain,
when you're counting the stars alone,
I find all nights are love nights
to others I see,
To them the stars are love lights
but they're just stars to me,
The good old moon,
its beams don't count,
you dream and dream
but your dreams don't count,
when you're counting the stars alone.

When the day time brings the sun,
and I mix with ev'ryone,
then I don't seem to care so much,
I guess;
But when evening brings the night,
of the stars and moon so bright,
it's then I feel the pangs of loneliness:

The birds don't count,
the bees don't count,
the summer breeze
and the trees don't count,
when you're counting the stars alone,
and lovers lane,
that shady lane,
somehow it seems to be there in vain,
when you're counting the stars alone,
I find all nights are love nights
to others I see,
To them the stars are love lights
but they're just stars to me,
The good old moon,
its beams don't count,
you dream and dream
but your dreams don't count,
when you're counting the stars alone.

The birds don't count,
the bees don't count,
the summer breeze
and the trees don't count,
when you're counting the stars alone,
and lovers lane,
that shady lane,
somehow it seems to be there in vain,
when you're counting the stars alone,
I find all nights are love nights
to others I see,
To them the stars are love lights
but they're just stars to me,
The good old moon,
its beams don't count,
you dream and dream
but your dreams don't count,
when you're counting the stars alone.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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When You're Counting The Stars Alone 1929
Fox-Trot Song
by Benée Russell, Vincent Rose & Jack Murray
© MCMXXIX by Leo Feist Inc. - New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 17 March 2011 at 16.43
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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