DON'T LET IT GO TO YOUR HEAD
(Hadamik / LaVere / Nast)

as recorded by Nat "King" Cole
September 14th 1956 Hollywood


You bet she'll flirt,
But don't let it go to your head!
You might get hurt,
So don't let it go to your head!
She doesn't ask any questions,
Save all the answers,
You found her at last,
And now that you're part of a session
That's moving too fast!

She'll hold your hand,
But don't try to reach for the sky!
You'll understand,
As soon as the evening rolls by!
She wears my ring on her finger,
She'll never linger,
So brother, you're dead!
And just like I said,
Don't let it go to your head!

She'll hold your hand,
But don't try to reach for the sky!
You'll understand,
As soon as the evening rolls by!
She wears my ring on her finger,
She'll never linger,
So brother, you're dead!
And just like I said,
Don't let it go to your head!
I'm her guy, it's time to confess,
You've just missed the boat to happiness!
So just like I said,
Don't let it go to your head!




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - February 2017)