Isle of Capri
Frank Sinatra
Twas on the Isle of Capri that I found her Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree; Oh I can still see the flow'rs bloomin' round her Where we met on the Isle of Capri. She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning But somehow fate hadn't meant her for me; And though I sailed with the tide in the morning Still my heart's on the Isle of Capri. Summertime was nearly over blue Italian sky above; I said "Lady I'm a rover can you spare a sweet word of love?" She whispered softly "It's best not to linger." And then as I kissed her hand I could see She wore a lovely meatball on her finger Summertime was nearly over blue Italian sky above; I said "Lady I'm a rover can you spare a sweet word of love?" She whispered softly "It's best not to linger." And then as I kissed her hand I could see She wore a lovely meatball on her finger 'Twas goodbye at the Villa Capri (x3)