Ron Raines - It's a Grand Night for Singing Lyrics
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It's a Grand Night for Singing
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What Are The Lyrics For It's a Grand Night for Singing By Ron Raines?
It's a grand night for singing,
The moon is flying high, And somewhere a bird Who is bound he'll be heard Is throwing his heart at the sky! It's a grand night for singing, The stars are bright above. The earth is a-glow And to add to the show, I think I am falling in love! Falling, falling in love. [Chorus] It's a grand night for singing, The moon is flying high, And somewhere a bird Who is bound he'll be heard, Is throwing his heart at the sky! Maybe it's more than the moon, Maybe it's more than the birds, Maybe it's more than sight of the night, In a light too lovely for words. Maybe it's more than the earth Shiny in silvery blue. Maybe the reason I'm feeling this way Has something to do with you! [Chorus] It's a grand night for singing, The stars are bright above. The earth is a-glow And, to add to the show I think I am falling in love! Falling, falling in love! Margie and Pat: It's a grand night for singing, The moon is flying high, And somewhere a bird Who is bound he'll be heard, Is throwing his heart at the sky! [Chorus] |
Who Wrote It's a Grand Night for Singing By Ron Raines?
Oscar Ii Hammerstein, Richard Rodgers
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What's The Duration Of The It's a Grand Night for Singing By Ron Raines?The duration of It's a Grand Night for Singing is 2:21 minutes and seconds. |
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