Old man sunshine, listen you Never tell me dreams come true Just try it and all start a riot Beatrice Fairfax don't you dare Ever tell me he will care I'm certain - it's the final curtain I never want to hear from any cheerful Polly-Anna's Who tell you fate supplies a mate - it's all bananas They're writing songs of love But not for me A lucky star's above But not for me With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray Than any Russian play could guarantee I was a fool to fall And get that way Hi-ho, Alas! and Also lack-a-day! Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he's not for me With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of gray Than any Russian play could guarantee The memory of his kiss I guess he's not for me