WILLOW ROAD
Mel Torme    1949

Mel Torme & The Mel-Tones w Sonny Burke & his Orch   
rec Mar 19th 1946 Hwood



At dawn you hear the rooster crowin',
He says it's time to ride,
So all the flowers open their eyes;
And when they stretch their feathers
You'd swear a rainbow growed,
All along the Willow Road!

I know the corn is ripe for husking,
But I ain't got the time,
I don't care if I make a dime,
'Cause money couldn't pay for
The peace of mind I've knowed,
Strollin'down the Willow Road.

City folks,
You've got my pity, folks,
I don't know why you're always on the run!
Strange the way
You work all day
To build a house so high it hides the sun!

Now the sun is settin'
And I gotta hit the hay,
Tomorrow is another big day;
I'm gonna reap the harvest
Of happiness I've sowed,
Down along the Willow Road.

I guess that I'm the only dreamer
Whose dreams have all come true;
The only thing I gotta do
Is rise and shine each mornin'
To see that no-one's changed,
Or even rearranged,
The road, my Willow Road.





(Contributed by Peter Akers - January 2009)