Blame It On My Youth

Frank Sinatra

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    You were my adored one,
    Then you became the bored one,
    And I was like a toy that brought you joy one day,
    A broken toy that you preferred to throw away.

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    If I expected love when first we kissed,
    Blame it on my youth.
    If only just for you I did exist,
    Blame it on my youth.
    I believed in everything,
    Like a child of three.
    You meant more than anything,
    All the world to me.
    If you were on my mind both night and day,
    Blame it on my youth.
    If I forgot to eat and sleep and pray,
    Blame it on my youth.
    And if I cried a little bit when first I learned the truth,
    Don't blame it on my heart,
    Blame it on my youth.

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    Composition: Edward Heyman and Oscar Levant

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