It Had To Be You - Margaret Whiting, Frank DeVol & His Orchestra

Why do I do just as you say?

Why must I just give you your way?

Why do I sigh?

Why do I try to forget?

It must have been that something lovers call «Fate»

Kept on saying I had to wait

I saw them all

Just couldn’t fall till we met

It had to be you, it had to be you

I wandered around and finally found the somebody who

Could make me be true, could make me be blue

And even be glad just to be sad thinkin' of you

Some others I’ve seen might never be mean

Might never be cross or try to be boss, but they wouldn’t do For nobody else gave me a thrill

With all your faults, I love you still

It had to be you, wonderful you, it had to be you