Quotes from Johnny Mercer

You must have been a beautiful baby, 'Cos baby just look at you now.

Day in, day out. That same old voodoo follows me about.

It takes more talent to write music, but it takes more courage to write lyrics.

Skylark Have you anything to say to me? Won't you tell me where my love can be?

She's nobody's fool so I'm playing it cool as can be. I'll give it a whirl but I ain't for no girl catching me.

When my life is throughAnd the angels ask me to recallThe thrill of them allThen I shall tell themI remember you

Days of wine and roses laugh and run away, like a child at play.

That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.

Once upon a time the world was sweeter than we knew. Everything was ours; how happy we were then, but then once upon a time never comes again.

I could eat alphabet soup and shit better lyrics.

So, set 'em up, Joe,I've got a little story you oughta know.We're drinking, my friend,To the end of a brief episode,Make it one for my babyAnd one more for the road.

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice,Warmer than a summer night.The clouds were like an alabaster palace,Rising to a snowy height.Each star its own aurora borealis,Suddenly you held me tight.I could see the midnight sun.

The days of wine and rosesLaugh and run awayLike a child at playThrough a meadow landToward a closing doorA door marked "Nevermore"That wasn't there before

That old black magic has me in its spell,That old black magic that you weave so well.Those icy fingers up and down my spine,The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.

Days may be cloudy or sunny,We're in or we're out of the money,But I'm with you always,I'm with you rain or shine!

We're after the sameRainbow's end,Waitin' round the bend,My huckleberry friend,Moon RiverAnd me.

You've got toAc-cent-tchu-ate the positive,E-lim-my-nate the negative,Latch on to the affirmative,Don't mess with Mister In-between.

Skylark,Have you seen a valley green with springWhere my heart can go a-journeying,Over the shadows and the rainTo a blossom-covered lane?

When the sweet talkin's done, a man is a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night.

I'm gonna love you like nobody's loved you come rain or come shine.

That old black magic has me in its spell.

could tell you a lot, but you've gotta be true to the code. Make it one for my baby and one more for the road.

It wasn't that I was lazy- I was a bloody hard worker- I just found concentrating on one thing particularly difficult when I had such mammoth internal battles going on. Only when I was physically exhausted did I seem to manage a modicum of internal peace, when my mind would stop ticking over. I needed to try and get to grips with it all. There was a very little awareness about 'mental health' in those days. I just felt like I was mad

Fools rush in, where wise men never go, But wise men never fall in love, so how are they to know?