We'll have a blue room,

A new room, for two room.

Where every day's a holiday,

Because you're married to me . . .



Not like a ball room,

A small room, a hall room,

Where I can smoke my pipe away,

With your wee head upon my knee . . .



We will thrive on, keep alive on,

Just nothing but kisses,

With mister and missus,

Own little blue chairs . . .



You sew your trousseau,

and Robinson Crusoe,

Is not so far from worldly cares,

As our blue room, far away upstairs . . .



( They will thrive on, keep alive on,

Just nothing but kisses . . .

With mister and missus,

Own little blue chair . . .



She'll wear her trousseau,

and Robinson Crusoe . . . )

Is not so far from worldly cares,

As our blue room,

Far away upstairs . . .



~ from the 1948 M-G-M film "Words and Music"

Music by Richard Rodgers

with lyrics by Lorenz Hart, 1926