(Elmer Albrecht, Sammy Gallop & Dick Jurgens)
(vocal: Ray Eberle & The Modernaires)
Why are the stars always winkin’
And blinkin’ above?
What makes a fella’ start thinkin’
Of fallin’ in love?
It’s not the season,
The reason,
It’s plain as the moon,
It’s just Elmer’s tune.
What makes a lady of eighty
Go out on the loose?
Why does a gander meander
In search of a goose?
What puts the kick
In a chicken,
The magic in June?
It’s just Elmer’s tune.
Listen! Listen!
There’s a lot you’re
Liable to be missin’.
Sing it! Swing it
Any ol’ way
And any ol’ time.
The hurdy-gurdies,
The birdies,
The cop on the beat,
The candy maker,
The baker,
The man on the street,
The city charmer,
The farmer,
The Man in the Moon,
All sing Elmer’s tune.
The hurdy-gurdies,
The birdies,
The cop on the beat,
The Banker
And the Man on the street
The city charmer,
The farmer,
The Man in the Moon,
All sing Elmer’s tune.
They all sing Elmer’s tune,
They all sing Elmer’s tune.
