Goodbye - Oscar Peterson

Cole Porter

Ev’ry time we say goodbye I die a little

Ev’ry time we say goodbye I wonder why a little

Why the Gods above me who must be in the know

Think so little of me, they allow you to go

And when you’re near there’s such an air of spring about it

I can hear a lark somewhere begin to sing about it

There’s no love song finer but how strange the change from major to minor

Ev’ry time we say goodbye

Why the Gods above me who must be in the know

Think so little of me, they allow you to go

And when you’re near there’s such an air of spring about it

I can hear a lark somewhere begin to sing about it

There’s no love song finer but how strange the change from major to minor

Ev’ry time we say goodbye, ev’ry time we say goodbye

Ev’ry time we say goodbye, ev’ry time we say goodbye

Ev’ry time we say goodbye