Ruth Etting — Guilty

Is it a sin? Is it a crime Loving you, dear, like I do? If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty Guilty of loving you Maybe I’m wrong, dreaming of you Dreaming the lonely night through If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty Guilty of dreaming of you What can I do? What can I say After I’ve taken the blame? You say you’re through, you’ll go your way But I’ll always feel just the same Maybe I’m right, maybe I’m wrong Loving you, dear, like I do If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty Guilty of loving you Though you've decided that our love is wrong And think that we should part It seems as though I have loved you so long You'll always be in my heart Is it a sin? Is it a crime Loving you, dear, like I do? If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty Guilty of loving you Maybe I’m wrong, dreaming of you Dreaming the lonely night through If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty Guilty of dreaming of you What can I do? What can I say After I’ve taken the blame? You say you’re through, you’ll go your way But I’ll always feel just the same Maybe I’m right, maybe I’m wrong Loving you, dear, like I do If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty Guilty of loving you