Round Midnight

1944
Music by Cootie Williams and
Thelonious Monk
Lyrics by Bernie Hanighen

It begins to tell ’round midnight, midnight
I do pretty well, till after sundown
Supper time I’m feelin’ sad
But it really gets bad ’round midnight
Memories always start ’round midnight
Haven’t got the heart to stand those memories
When my heart is still with you
And old midnight knows it too
When a quarrel we had needs mending
Does it mean that our love is ending
Darlin’, I need you, lately I find
You’re out of my heart and I’m out of my mind
Let our hearts take wings ’round midnight, midnight
Let the angels sing for your returning
Till our love is safe and sound a
And old midnight comes around
Feelin’ sad really gets bad
‘Round, ’round, ’round midnight

(“Round Midnight” is the most-recorded jazz standard written by any jazz musician”).