Whistling Away The Dark
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Henry Mancini
Performer(s): Henry Mancini;
and various other artists



Often I think this sad old world is whistling in the dark
Just like a child, who, late from school 
walks bravely home through the park
To keep their spirits soaring and keep the night at bay
Neither quite knowing which way they are going, they sing the shadows away
Often I think my poor old heart has given up for good
and then I see a brand new face, I glimpse some new neighborhood
So walk me back home, my darling, tell me dreams really come true
Whistling whistling here in the dark with you
Often I think my poor old heart has given up for good
and then I see a brand new face, I glimpse some new neighborhood
So walk me back home, my darling, tell me dreams really come true
Whistling whistling here in the dark with you