Don't Get Around Much Anymore

by B. Russell



Missed the Saturday dance

Heard they crowded the floor

Couldn't bear it without you

Don't get around much anymore

Thought I'd visit the club

Got as far as the door

They'd have asked me about you

Don't get around much anymore

Darling, I guess my mind's more at ease

But nevertheless, why stir up memories

Been invited on dates

Might have gone but what for?

Awfully different without you

Don't get around much anymore