Philadelphia Story - Wild Colonials

Everyone wants a love song

That’s happy in the end

Let me tell you a story

That helped a broken heart mend.

He walked in through the doorway

Like something lost and found

My heart jumped out of my pocket

And round his hand it wound.

It’s a Philadelphia Story

This love has got a slant

With you I’ll never worry

You’re my Cary Grant.

We laughed and cried and sang

Together until he had to go

Halfway across the world he went

My heart back on death row

Midnight calls and lots of tears

He arrived back at my door

What can I tell you

What can I say

My voice was just a roar.

It’s a Philadelphia Story

This love has got a slant

With you I’ll never worry

You’re my Cary Grant.

You know I often wonder

How you brought him back to me

The boy with the wandering soul

Is happy to be free

He tells me love is all we need

To keep us rich with joy

How can I ever thank you Lord

For sending me this boy

It’s a Philadelphia story

This love will never die

With you I’ll never worry

There’s no use asking why.