Dean Martin — The First Thing Evry Morning And the Last Thing Evry Night

The first thing every morning And the last thing every night I think of you and all the things you say and do If only you were here to whisper sweet things to I tell you how much I love you How I'm longing to hold you tight Yeah, the very first thing every morning And the last thing every night I tell you just how much I love you And how I'm longing to hold you tight The very first thing every morning And the last thing every night The very first thing every morning And the last thing every night...