Blue Skirt Waltz
Mitchell Parish / Vaclav Blaha
I wandered alone one night,
till I heard and orchestra play
I met you what lights were bright,
and people were care-free and guy
You were the beautiful lady in blue,
I was in heaven just waltzing with you
You thrilled me with strange delight,
then softly you stole away
I dream of that night with you,
Lady when first we met
We danced in a world of blue,
How can my heart forget
Blue were the skies,
and blue were your eyes,
just like the blue skirt you wore
Come back blue lady, come back,
Don't be blue any more