Jeff Trott - The Few That Remain Lyrics

When they begin the beguine|It brings back the sound of music so tender|It brings back a night of tropical splendor|It brings back a memory ever green|I'm with you once more under the stars|And down by the shore an orchestra's playing|And even the palms seem to be swaying|When they begin the beguine|To live it again is past all endeavor|Except when that tune clutches my heart|And there we are, swearing to love forever|And promising never, never to part|What moments divine, what rapture serene|Till clouds come along to disperse the joys we had tasted|And now when I hear people curse|The chance that was wasted|I know but too well what they mean|So don't let them begin the beguine|Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember|Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember|When they begin the beguine|Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play|Till the stars that were there before return above you|Till you whisper to me once more, darling, I love you|And we suddenly know what heaven we're in|When they begin the beguine|Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play|Till the stars that were there before return above you|Till you whisper to me once more, darling, I love you|And we suddenly know what heaven we're in|When they begin the beguine|When they begin the beguine