But Not for Me
by Sam Cooke
From the album: My Kind of Blues
Duration: 2:35
Lyrics for But Not for Me
They're writing songs of love, but not for me, not for me A lucky star's above, but not for me With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of grey Than any Russian play could guarantee I was a fool, I was a fool to fall and get that way, get that way Heigh ho, alas, and also lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I know, I know, I know, I know she's not for me It all began, It all began so well, but what an end, what an end This is the time a feller, oh, a feller needs a friend Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I know, I know, I'm so well aware she's not for me