Harold Arlen — I Could Go on Singing

(Verse) When a dove is in love With a doll of a dove He is out all night coo cooing When the owl's on the prowl Or a feminine fowl He goes out all night woo wooing Every bird and bee Has its lunacy In the way he works his dream off But when I feel high Here’s the way that I Like to get my kind of steam off: Owls hoo hoo Others sigh Doves coo coo Ah, but I (Chorus) I could go on singing, till the cows come home And the rooster starts to crow, crow, crow When I see your eyes, I go all out I must vocalize till you shout "Enough already!" I could go on singing, till the moon turns pink Anything from Faust to Ink-a-dink-a-dink Love does funny things, when it hits you this way! I could go on singing, till the cows come home And the rooster starts to crow, crow, crow When I see your eyes, I go all out I must vocalize till you shout "Enough already!" I could go on singing, till the moon turns pink Anything from Faust to Ink-a-dink-a-dink Love does funny things, when it hits you this way! I must keep on singing, like a lark, going strong With my heart on the wings of a song, singing day!