A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square Nat King Cole
That c[G]ertain n[Em]ight, the n[Bm]ight we [G7]met,
There was m[C]agic ab[B7]road in the a[Em]ir;[B+]
There were [G]angels d[D7]ining [G7]at the R[Cm]itz
And a n[G]ightingale s[Em]ang in [Am7]Berke[D7]ley Sq[G]uare.[Em] [Am7] [D7]
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me
A n[G]ightingale sa[Em]ng in [Am7]Berkel[D7]ey Sq[G]uare.[Em] [Em6] [F#7]
The moon[B7] that lingered over Lon[C#m7-5]don town[F#7] --
Poor, puz[Bm]zled moo[Gdim]n, he wor[C#m7-5]e a frow[F#7]n.
Ho[B7]w could he know we two were [C#m7-5] so in [F#7]love
The wh[Bm]ole darn [Gdim]world seemed [Am7]upside d[D]own.
The streets of town were paved with stars,
It was such a romantic affair.
And as we kissed and said "Good-bye,"
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
How strange it was, how sweet and strange;
There was never a dream to compare
With that hazy, crazy night we met
When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.
This heart of mine beat loud and fast,
Like a merry go round at the fair;
For we were dancing cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Squre.
When dawn came stealing up all gold and blue
To interrupt our rendezvous,
I still remember how you smiled and said,
"Was that a dream or was it true?"
Our homeward step was just as light
As the tap-dancing feet of Astaire,
And like an echo, far away,
A n[G]ightingale s[Em]ang in B[Am7]erke[D7]ley Sq[G]uare.[Em]
I know '[Am7]cause I w[D7]as ther[Dm6]e[E7]
[C] That n[C/B]ight in [Cm]Berke[D7]ley Sq[G]uare.[Em] [Cm] [Cm7-5] [G]