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After You Lyrics


Raining again
I ought to get out from under
Sometimes I wonder
Sometimes I don't wonder at all
And as for loving again
Someday somebody might need me
But where would it lead me?
I'd just be rising to fall
After you, what am I gonna do?
You took a part of me
As you were passing through
After you, what am I gonna find
The me I left behind
That I'll meet after you

Drifting again, from place to place without reason
Season to season
Like nothing matters at all
And as for people again
Somewhere somebody might need me
But where would it lead me?
I'd just be rising to fall
After you, what am I gonna do?
You took a part of me
As you were passing through
After you, what am I gonna find
The me I left behind
That I'll meet after you
After you, what am I gonna do?
You took a part of me
As you were passing through
After you, what am I gonna find
The me I left behind
As you were passing through
After you, what am I gonna do?
You took a part of me
As you were passing through
After you, what am I gonna find
The me I left behind
That I'll meet after you
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Tommy Dorsey (November 19, 1905 - November 26, 1956) was an American jazz trombonist, trumpeter, composer, and bandleader of the Big Band era. He was known as "The Sentimental Gentleman of Swing", due to his smooth-toned trombone playing. He was the younger brother of bandleader Jimmy Dorsey. After Dorsey broke with his brother in the mid-1930s, he led an extremely popular and highly successful band from the late 1930s into the 1950s.

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