From Now On - Bobby Short

A fool there was

And he made his prayer

To light that glare, pucks that getter

And girls to fit her to care

But this fool that was

Had suddenly found life song

Since you appeared

So baby, be it resolved

From now on

No more floundering

No more hot spots

No scatterbrain

From now on

My fun will be meandering

With my darling

Down Lover’s Lane

The old gang will never know me

When they find I’ve become

The kind people call homie

No more yearning for something new, dear

My address is you, dear, from now on

The old gang will never know me

When they find I’ve become the kind

People call homie

No more yearning for something new, dear

My address is you, dear, from now on