Ev’ry Time We Say Goodbye
Benny Goodman
Music and Lyrics by Cole Porter
From Seven Lively Arts

Ev’ry time we say goodbye I die a little.
Ev’ry time we say goodbye I wonder why a little,
Why the gods above me, who must be in the know,
Think so little of me they allow me to go.
When you’re near there’s such a joy of spring about it.

The Glory of Love

Words & Music by William Hill

Recorded by Benny Goodman, 1936

You've got to give a little, take a little,

And let your poor heart break a little.

That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,

Until the clouds roll by a little.

That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

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