If Ever I Would Leave You - Steve Lawrence, Eydie Gorme

If ever I would leave you, it wouldn’t be in summer

Seeing you in summer I never would go

Your hair streaked with sun-light, your lips red as flame, your face with a

luster

That puts gold to shame

But if I’d ever leave you, it couldn’t be in autumn

How I’d leave in autumn I never will know

I’ve seen how you sparkle, when fall nips the air

I know you in autumn, and I must be there

And could I leave you running merrily through the snow

Or on a wintry evening when you catch the fire’s glow

If ever I would leave you, how could it be in spring-time

Knowing how in spring I’m bewitched by you so

Oh, no!

Not in spring-time

Summer, winter or fall

No, never could I leave you at all

No, never could I leave you at all