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`twas on the isle of capri that I found her
Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree
Oh, I can still see the flow’rs bloomin’ round her
Where we met on the isle of capri
She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning
But somehow fate hadn’t meant her for me
And though I sailed with the tide in the morning
Still my heart’s on the isle of capri
Summertime was nearly over
Blue italian sky above
I said lady, I’m a rover,
Can you spare a sweet word o’love?
She whispered softly it’s best not to linger
And then as I kissed her hand I could see
She wore a lovely meatball on her finger
’twas goodbye at the villa capri
<instrumental-horns with mandolin>
Summertime was nearly over
Blue italian sky above
I said lady, I’m a rover,
Can you spare a fine word o’love?
She whispered softly it’s best not to linger
And then as I kissed her hand I could see
She wore a plain golden ring on her finger
’twas goodbye on the isle of capri
’twas goodbye on the isle of capri
’twas goodbye on the isle of capri
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Lyrics: Frank Sinatra
