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"Ours" - Mabel Mercer

Mabel Mercer Sings Cole Porter

US - 1974

Label: Atlantic ‎-- 1213

OURS

Cole Porter 1938

as rec by Lena Horne

"The high gods above

Look down and laugh at our love,

And say to themselves,

"How tawdry it's grown!".

They've seen our cars

In front of so many bars,

When we should have been under the stars,

Together but alone!

Ours is the chance

To make romance

Our own!

Ours, the white Riviera under the moon.

Ours, a gondola gliding on a lagoon.

Ours, a temple serene by the green Arabian Sea,

Or maybe you'd rather be going out, buying gay Paree!

Ours, the silent sierras greeting the dawn,

Or a sun-spotted Devonshire lawn

Dotted with flowers.

Mine the inclination,

Yours the inspiration;

Why don't we take a vacation

And make it all ours?

Ours, the glitter of Broadway, Saturday night.

Ours, a box at the Garden watching a fight.

Ours, the mad, the brouhaha at the Plaza's Persian Room,

Or, if this fills you with gloom,

We can go and admire Grant's Tomb!

Ours, a home on the river facing the east,

Or in one of Park Avenue's least

Frightening towers.

Oh, this champion chattin'

Sounds to me like Latin!

Why don't we stay in Manhattan

And make it all -

Why don't we stay in Manhattan

And make it all ours?"