Lyrics by: E. Yip Harburg
Arranged by: Nelson Riddle
Orchestrated by: Morris Stoloff
From the Show: Finian's Rainbow (1947)
Label: Reprise Records
Recorded: July 18, 1963
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Oh my heart is beating wildly
and it's all because you're here.
When I'm not near the girl I
love, I love the girl I'm near.
Every femme that flutters by me
is a flame that must be fanned,
When I can't fondle the hand I'm
fond of, I fondle the hand at hand
My heart's in a pickle, it's
constantly fickle and not too partic'lar I fear,
When I'm not near the girl I
love, I love the girl I'm near.
I'm confessing a confession and
I hope I'm not verbose when I am not close
To the kiss I cling to, I cling
to the kiss that's close.
As I'm more and more a mortal, I
am more and more a case
When I'm not facing the face I
fancy, I fancy the face I face.
For Sharon I'm caring but Susan
I'm choosing, I'm faithful to those whos'n is here.
When I'm not near the girl I
love, I love the girl I'm near.