It was on the isle of capri that I found her
Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree
Oh, I can still see the flowers bloomin' 'round her
Where we met on the isle of capri
She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning
But some how fate hadn't meant her for me
And though I sailed with the tide in the morning
Still, my heart's on the isle of capri
Summertime was nearly over, blue italian sky above
I said, "lady, I'm a rover, can you spare a sweet word of love?"
She whispered softly, "It's best not to linger"
And then as I kissed her hand, I could see
She wore a lovely meatball on her finger
It was goodbye at the villa capri
Summertime was nearly over, blue italian sky above
I said, "lady, I'm a rover, can you spare a fine word of love?"
She whispered softly, "It's best not to linger"
And then as I kissed her hand, I could see
She wore a plain golden ring on her finger
It was goodbye on the isle of capri
It was goodbye on the isle of capri
It was goodbye on the isle of capri
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Frank Sinatra in Album Come Fly With Me Released in 1958 |