Dinah Washington — Dont Get Around Much Anymore

Missed the Saturday dance Heard they crowded the floor Couldn't bear it without you Don't get around much anymore Though I'd visit the club Got as far as the door They'd have asked me about you Don't get around much anymore Darling, I guess my mind's more at ease But nevertheless why stir up memories? Been invited on dates Might have gone but what for? Awf'lly diff'rent without you Don't get around much anymore