Bing Crosby

Bing Crosby - Poinciana Song Of The Tree lyrics

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Pale moon is casting shadows from above.
 Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat,
 Within me there grows a rhythmic savage beat.
 Love is ev'rywhere, its magic perfume fills the air,
 To and fro you sway, my heart's in time, I've learned to care.
 Poinciana, though skies may turn from blue to gray,
 My love will live forever and a day
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Author: Buddy Bernier, Nat Simon

Composer: ?

Publisher: Brunswick

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Released in: 1943

Language: English

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