I Could Go On Singing (Till the Cows Come Home) Lyrics

When a dove is in love with a doll of a dove
He is out all night, coo, cooing
When the owl's on a prowl or a feminine fowl
He goes out all night, woo, wooingEvery bird and bee has it's lunacy
In the way he works his dream off
But when I feel high, here's the way
That I like to get my kind of steam offOwls hoo, hoo, others sigh
Doves coo, coo, ah, how II could go on singing till the cows come home
And the rooster starts to crow, crow, crow
When I see your eyes, I go all out
I must vocalize till you shout, "Enough already"I could go on singing till the moon turns pink
Anything from Faust to Ink-a-dink-a-dink
Love does funny things
When it hits you this wayI could go on singing till the cows come home
And the rooster starts to crow, crow, crow
When I see your eyes, I go all out
I must vocalize till you shout, "Enough already"I could go on singing till the moon turns pink
Anything from Faust to Ink-a-dink-a-dink

Love does funny things
When it hits you this wayI must keep on singing, like a lark, going strong
With my heart on the wings of a song, singing day
Songwriters
ARLEN, HARBURGPublished by
Lyrics © SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.