My Heart Stood Still

[Version 1:]

[Frank speaks:]

When most us saddle up for the old trail for our last ride, we leave little

enough behind to show that once we have camped here. Some leave more than

others, some a memory and some a fortune, some a song. And a song can be as

fine a memorial to a man as anything that can be left behind, 'cause you see

it's gold, and it's gold that all can share. We have a great song to

remember Lorenz Hart by, that wonderful melody that he and Dick Rodgers

wrote for the Connecticut Yankee, of course you know, My Heart Stood Still

[Frank sings:]

I took one look at you, that's all I meant to do

And then my heart stood still,

My feet could step and walk, my lips could move and talk

And yet my heart stood still.

Though not a single word was spoken, I could tell you knew

That unfelt clasp of hands told me so well you knew

I never lived at all until the thrill of that moment

When my heart stood still.

(That unfelt clasp of hands told me how well you knew, hmmmm)

I laughed at sweethearts I met at schools

All indiscreet hearts seemed romantic fools

(A house in Iceland was my heart's domain)

(I saw your eyes, now castles rise in Spain!)

[a brief interlude through the first verse]

Though not a single word was spoken, I could tell you knew

That unfelt clasp of hands told me so well that you knew

I never lived at all (until the thrill of that moment)

(When my heart stood still.)

[Version 2:]

I took one look at you,

That's all I meant to do

And then my heart stood still

My feet could step and walk

My lips could move and talk

And yet my heart stood still

Though not a single word was spoken, I could tell you knew

That unfelt clasp of hands told me so well you knew

I never lived at all until the thrill of that moment when

My heart stood still

Though not a single word was spoken, I could tell you knew

That unfelt clasp of hands told me very well you knew

I never lived at all until the thrill of that moment when

My heart stood still