That Old Devil Called Love - Ella Fitzgerald, Eric Miller

Putting rain in my eyes

tears in my dreams

and rocks in my heart.

It’s that sly old sun of a gun again

He keeps telling me that I’m the lucky one again

But I still have that rain

still have those tears

And those rocks in my heart.

S’pose I didn’t stay

ran away

wouldn’t play

The devil

what a potion he would brew?

He’d follow me around

build me up

tear me down

Till I’d be so bewildered

I wouldn’t know what to do.

Might as well give up that fight again

I know darn well he’ll convince me that he’s right again.

When he sings that sorry song I’m just gonna tag along

With that ole devil called love.

He’d follow me around

build me up

tear me down

With that ole devil called love.