The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart
In every street café
The last time I saw Paris
Her trees were dressed for Spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees
And birds found songs to sing
I dodged the same old taxi cabs
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of their squeaky horns
Was music to my ears
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her
That way
[Singing in French, if anyone speaks French please help me out!]
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her
That way
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart
In every street café
The last time I saw Paris
Her trees were dressed for Spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees
And birds found songs to sing
I dodged the same old taxi cabs
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of their squeaky horns
Was music to my ears
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her
That way
[Singing in French, if anyone speaks French please help me out!]
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her
That way
( Robert Clary )
www.ChordsAZ.com