When That Man Is Dead Gone - Mildred Bailey, Ирвинг Берлин

Satan, Satan thought up a plan

Dressed as a man

Walking the earth and since he began

The world is hell for you and me

But what a heaven it will be

When that man is dead and gone

When that man is dead and gone

We’ll go dancing down the street

Kissing everyone we meet

When that man is dead and gone

What a day to wake up on

What a way to greet the dawn

Hap- hap- happy, yes indeed!

On the morning when we read

That that man is dead and gone

We’ve got a date

To celebrate

The day we catch up with that one man spreading hate

His account is overdrawn

And his chances are in pawn

Some fine day the news will flash

Satan with the small moustache

Is asleep beneath the lawn

When that man is dead and gone

Come on now, we’re going to celebrate

He’s the guy that’s spreading hate

His account is overdrawn

And his chances are in pawn

Some fine day the news will flash

Satan with the small moustache

Is asleep beneath the lawn

When that man is dead and gone-

What a day to wake up on!

What a way to greet the dawn!

When a certain man is dead and gone!