Perdito - Ben Webster

Miscellaneous

Perdido

Perdido I look for my heart,

It’s Perdido I lost it 'way down in Torrido

The day the fiesta started

Bolero, I swayed as they played a bolero

I kissed 'neath a listing sombrero

And that’s when my heart departed

High was the sun when I held (him) close

Low was the moon when we said «Adios»

Perdido My heart ever since is

Perdido I know I must go to Torrido

To find what I lost, Perdido