Michael Nesmith Begin The Beguine
When they begin the beguine,It brings back the sound of
music so tenderIt brings back a night of tropical
splendorIt brings back a memory evergreenI'm
with you once more under the starsAnd down by the shore an
orchestra's playingAnd even the palms seem to be
swayingWhen they begin the beguineTo live it
again is past all endeavorExcept when that tune touches my
heartAnd darling there we are swearing to love
foreverAnd promising never, never to partWhat
moments divine, what rapture serene,Two clouds came along
to disperse the joys we had tasted,And now when I hear
people curse the chance that was wasted,I know but too well
what they mean.So don't let them begin the
beguine,Let the love that was once a fire remain an
ember,Let it sleep like the dead desire I only
rememberWhen they begin the beguineOh, no, let
them begin the bequine, make them playTill the stars that
were there before return above you,Until you whisper to me
once more, "Darling, I love you"And we suddenly know what
heaven we're inWhen they begin the
beguineOh, yes, let them begin the bequine, make them
playUntil the stars that were there before return above
youUntil you whisper to me once more, "Darling, I love
you"And we suddenly know what heaven we're inWhen
they begin the beguineAnd we suddenly know what heaven
we're inWhen they begin the beguine
