Here Come De Honey Man/Crab Man/Oh, Dey's so Fresh and Fine

The thrill is gone

The thrill is gone

I can see it in your eyes

I can hear it in your sighs

Feel your touch and realize

The thrill is gone

The night is cold

For love is old

Love was grand when it was brand new

Birds were singin' and all them skies were blue

Now it doesn't appeal to you

The thrill is gone

This is the end

So why pretend

And let it linger on

The thrill is gone

The thrill is gone

The thrill is gone away

The thrill is gone baby

The thrill is gone away

You know you don't baby

And you

The thrill is gone

It's gone away from me

The thrill is gone baby

The thrill is gone away from me

Oh

The

Still live on

That so lonely I'll be

The thrill is gone

The thrill is gone away from me