Don't Get Around Much Anymore

Don't Get Around Much Any More - Sam Cooke (山姆·库克)

Written by：Bob Russell

Missed the Saturday dance

I 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

I don't get around much anymore

Oh darling I guess my mind is more at ease

But nevertheless why stir up old memories

Been invited on dates

Might have gone but what for

Awfully different without you

I don't get around much anymore

O I miss that Saturday dance

But I heared they flooded the floor

I couldn't bear it without you

I don't get around much anymore

So I thought I'd visit the club

But I only got as far as the door

Someone will have asked me about you

I don't get around much anymore

Oh darling I guess

I guess my mind is more at ease

Oh but nevertheless nevertheless nevertheless nevertheless

Now why stir up old memories

Oh I've been invited on dates

And I might have gone but what for

It's awfully awfully awfully different without you

I don't get around much anymore

No no no no

That I don't

I just don't get around much anymore anymore

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