Texty písní Louis Armstrong

Louis Armstrong

It's All In The Game

Many a tear do fall

But it's all in the game

All in the wonderful game

That we know as love

You have words with him

And your future's looking dim

But these things

Your heart can rise above

Once in a while, he won't call

Oh, but it's all in the game

Soon he'll be there at your side

With a sweet okay

And he'll kiss your lips

And caress your waiting fingertips

And your heart will fly away