Isle Of Capri - Ken Colyer

'twas on the Isle of Capri that I found her

Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree

Oh, I can still see the flow’rs bloomin' round her

Where we met on the Isle of Capri

She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning

But somehow 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 o’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

'twas 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 o’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

'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri

'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri

'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri