written by Charles Dawes and Carl Sigman Many a tear has to fall But it's all in the game All in the wonderful game That we know has love You have words with him And your future's looking dim But these things Your heart can rise above Once in a while he won't call But it's all in the game Soon he'll be there at your side With a sweet "OK" And he'll kiss your lips And caress your waiting fingertips And your heart will fly away Once in a while he won't call But it's all in the game Soon he'll be there at your side With a sweet "OK" And he'll kiss your lips And caress your waiting fingertips And your heart will fly away
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