My blue heaven T: George Whiting M: ?? Day is ending, birds are wending, back to the shelter of, each little nest they love. Nights shades falling, lovebirds calling, What makes the world go round? Nothing but love! When whipporwills call, and everything's nigh, I hurry to my blue heaven. A turn to the right, a little white light, will lead you to my blue heaven. A smiling face, a fire place, a cozy room. A little nest, that's nestled where, the roses bloom. Just Molly and me, and baby makes three we're happy in my blue heaven.
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