If I Didn't Have A Dime (To Play The Jukebox)
If I didn't have a dime
And I didn't take the time
To play the jukebox
Oh, oh, Saturday night would've been a sad and lonely night
For me
And if you weren't standin' there, ruby lips and golden hair
Beside the jukebox
Oh, oh, I'd have lost my chance to hold you while you danced
With me, oh, oh
While the records turn and turn
We danced and learned
Our hearts had yearned for this
'Neath the moon we walked and walked and talked
Of love and then we kissed
Now with every sweet caress
Oh, my darling, how I bless that little jukebox
Oh, oh, love songs that they sing wouldn't mean a single thing
Even though you're standing there, ruby lips and golden hair
If I didn't have a dime
And I didn't take the time
To play the jukebox
While the records turn and turn
We danced and learned
Our hearts had yearned for this
'Neath the moon we walked and walked and talked
Of love and then we kissed
Now with every sweet caress
Oh, my darling, how I bless that little jukebox
Whoa-oh-oh, love songs that they sing wouldn't mean a single thing
Even though you're standing there, ruby lips and golden hair
If I didn't have a dime
And I didn't take the time
To play the jukebox
And I didn't take the time
To play the jukebox
Oh, oh, Saturday night would've been a sad and lonely night
For me
And if you weren't standin' there, ruby lips and golden hair
Beside the jukebox
Oh, oh, I'd have lost my chance to hold you while you danced
With me, oh, oh
While the records turn and turn
We danced and learned
Our hearts had yearned for this
'Neath the moon we walked and walked and talked
Of love and then we kissed
Now with every sweet caress
Oh, my darling, how I bless that little jukebox
Oh, oh, love songs that they sing wouldn't mean a single thing
Even though you're standing there, ruby lips and golden hair
If I didn't have a dime
And I didn't take the time
To play the jukebox
While the records turn and turn
We danced and learned
Our hearts had yearned for this
'Neath the moon we walked and walked and talked
Of love and then we kissed
Now with every sweet caress
Oh, my darling, how I bless that little jukebox
Whoa-oh-oh, love songs that they sing wouldn't mean a single thing
Even though you're standing there, ruby lips and golden hair
If I didn't have a dime
And I didn't take the time
To play the jukebox
Credits
Writer(s): Phil Medley, Bert Russell
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