They're writing songs of love But not for me A lucky star's above But not for me With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray Than any Russian play Could guarantee I was a fool to fall And get that way Hi ho alas and also lackaday Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he's not for me I was a fool to fall And get that way Hi ho alas and also lackaday Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he's not for me