| 'twas on the Isle of Capri that I found her
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| Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree
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| Oh, I can still see the flow’rs bloomin' round her
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| Where we met on the Isle of Capri
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| She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning
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| But somehow fate hadn’t meant her for me And though I sailed with the tide in the morning
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| Still my heart’s on the Isle of Capri
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| Summertime was nearly over
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| Blue Italian sky above
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| I said «Lady, I’m a rover,
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| Can you spare a sweet word o’love?»
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| She whispered softly «It's best not to linger»
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| And then as I kissed her hand I could see
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| She wore a lovely meatball on her finger
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| 'twas goodbye at the Villa Capri
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| Summertime was nearly over
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| Blue Italian sky above
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| I said «Lady, I’m a rover,
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| Can you spare a fine word o’love?»
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| She whispered softly «It's best not to linger»
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| And then as I kissed her hand I could see
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| She wore a plain golden ring on her finger
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| 'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri
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| 'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri
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| 'twas goodbye on the Isle of Capri |