Don't Turn My Picture to the Wall

by Jerome Kern (music and lyrics) and Robert B. Smith (lyrics)

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[Verse]

(CORIGNON) You were a Princess, and I was a Prince

though our palace was up rather high

Yet no days so happy I've ever known since,

When we laugh'd lived and loved you and I

We were poor to be sure,

But we cared not for gold,

Life was fair, debonair,

In those dear days of old.

Ah those were the good times I dream of them yet,

When I was a student, and you a grisette.

[Refrain]

(PRALINE) I don't expect that you've been true to me

(CORIGNON) Thank you, You're very kind

(PRALINE) I don't expect that men can faithful be,

(CORIGNON) Thank you, if you don't mind

(PRALINE) But I Do expect, no matter whom you love,

Those old times with me you will recall,

So don't read my letters to your other girl,

And don't turn my picture to the wall.

[Verse]

(PRALINE) An heiress was I, and you were a King

though between us we hadn't a crown

But youth was our kingdom and all it could bring

Love was better than weath, or renown

You and I could defy,

All the whole world might say,

When we dined, Sometimes wined,

In that little cafe

Ah well I remember, Forget if you can,

When we lived the life of the Quatier Latin.

[Refrain]

(PRALINE) I don't expect that you've been true to me

(CORIGNON) Thank you, You're very kind

(PRALINE) I don't expect that men can faithful be,

(CORIGNON) Thank you, if you don't mind

(PRALINE) But I Do expect, no matter whom you love,

Those old times with me you will recall,

So don't read my letters to your other girl,

And don't turn my picture to the wall.