Rhapsody - The Four Seasons

Rhapsody, Rhapsody

You get right down to the soul of me

Rhapsody

Do a lot of living

Drink a little wine

Into rock and roll

Nearly all the time

Pretty music

I thought it long gone

And I thought I’d never

Feel the rush in the strings

Take me on

Rhapsody, Rhapsody

(Rhapsody)

You get right down to the soul of me

Rhapsody

Pretty pretty music

Out of yesterday

You just lay me back

And carry me away

Pretty music

I thought ya long gone

And I thought I’d never

Feel the rush of the strings

Take me on

Rhapsody, Rhapsody

You get right down

To the soul

To the soul

To the soul

To the soul

To the soul

To the soul

To the soul

To the soul

(Ahh)

Rhapsody, Rhapsody

You get way way down

Into the soul of me

Rhapsody

(Rhapsody)

Rhapsody, Rhapsody

You get right down

Into the soul of me

Rhapsody

Rhapsody

Rhapsody

You get way way down

Into the