On a Little Street in Singapore - Tommy Dorsey And His Orchestra

On a little street in Singapore

We’d meet beside a lotus-covered door

A veil of moonlight on her lonely face

How pale the hands that held me in embrace

My sails tonight are filled with perfume of Shalimar

And temple bells will guide me to the shore

And then I’ll hold her in my arms and love the way I loved before

On a little street in Singapore