A song and the beautiful words.


( My father first wife wrote the words for the songs from 1940-1958. She died of cancer in 1958. My father would memorize and sing at the local taverns in his young days. The songs are beautiful poetry. The classic songs)

 I can’t help it
Today I passed you on the street
and my heart fell at your feet.
I can’t help if I am still in love with you.
Somebody else stood by your side
and he looked so satisfied.
I can’t help it if I am still in love with you.
A picture from the past came slowly stealing
as I brushed your arm and walked so close to you.
Then suddenly I got the old time feeling.
I can’t help it if I am still in love with you.
It’s hard to know another’s lips will kiss you
and hold you just the way I used to do.
Oh, heaven only knows how much I miss you.
I can’t help it if I am still in love with you.
  Unknown writer