Best 22 quotes of Johnny Mercer on MyQuotes

Arthur Murray taught me dancing in a hurry.

Come rain or come shine.

Day in, day out. That same old voodoo follows me about.

Fools rush in, where wise men never go, But wise men never fall in love, so how are they to know?

From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blowI been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I knowA woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night.

I know all the songs that the cowboys know'bout the big corral where the doggies go,'Cause I learned them all on the radio.Yippie yi yo kayah

I'm a cowboy who never saw a cow.

I remember too, a distant bell...and stars that fell...like the rainout of the blue.

Skylark,Have you seen a valley green with SpringWhere my heart can go a-journeying,Over the shadows in the rainTo a blossom covered lane?And in your lonely flight,Haven't you heard the music in the night,Wonderful music,Faint as a will-o-the-wisp,Crazy as a loon,Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon.

So you met someone who set you back on your heels - goody, goodyYou met someone and now you know how it feels - goody, goody

That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.

The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at playThrough the meadow land toward a closing doorA door marked "nevermore" that wasn't there before

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I'll hear ol' winter's song. But I miss you most of all my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall.

There's a long goodbye,and it happens every day,when a passerbyinvites your eyeto come away.Even as you smile a quick helloyou let her go,you let the moment fly...Too late you turn your head,you know you've saidthe Long Goodbye.

When my life is throughAnd the angels ask me to recallThe thrill of them allThen I shall tell themI remember you

When the sweet talkin's done, a man is a two face, a worrisome thing who'll leave you to sing the blues in the night.

You got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-i-nate the negativeAnd latch on to the affirmative.Don't mess with mister inbetween.

You must have been a beautiful baby, 'Cos baby just look at you now.

You must write for the waste basket.

I'm gonna love you like nobody's loved you come rain or come shine.

It wasn't that I was lazy- I was a bloody hard worker- I just found concentrating on one thing particularly difficult when I had such mammoth internal battles going on. I had no idea what I was going to do with my life. Only when I was physically exhausted did I seem to manage a modicum of internal peace, when my mind would stop ticking over. I needed to try and get to grips with it all. There was a very little awareness about 'mental health' in those days. I just felt like I was mad,

That old black magic has me in its spell.