August 2024
You’d Be So Nice to Come Home To
by Cole Porter
You’d be so nice
to come home to
You’d be so nice
by the fire
While the breeze on high
sang a lullaby
You’d be all that I
could desire
Under stars chilled
by the winter
Under an August moon
burning above
You’d be so nice,
you’d be paradise
to come home to
and love
Under stars chilled
by the winter
Under an August moon
burning above
You’d be so nice,
you’d be paradise
to come home to
and love.