When the World Was Young Songtext
von Joy Bryan

They call me coquette and mademoiselle
And I must admit I like it quite well
It′s something to be the darling of all
La grande femme fatale, the belle of the ball
There's nothing as gay as life in Paree
There′s no other person I'd rather be
I like what I do, I like what I see
But where is the schoolgirl that used to be me?


Ah, the apple trees and the hive of bees
Where we once got stung
Summers at Bordeaux, rowing the bateaux
Where the willow hung
Just a dream ago
When the world was young

You'll see me in Cap d′Antibes or in Spain
I follow the sun by boat or by plane
It′s any old millionaire in a storm
For I've got my mink to keep my heart warm
And sometimes I drink too much with the crowd
And sometimes I laugh a little too loud
My head may be aching but it′s unbound
But sometimes I see it all through a cloud


Ah, the apple trees, blossoms in the breeze
That we walked among
Lying in the hay, games we used to play
While the rounds were sung
Only yesterday
While the world was young