Tony Bennett
 Words by Holt Marvell
 Music by Jack Strachey and Harry Link

 This version did not chart but
 In 1936, five versions did: Benny Goodman (# 1), Teddy Wilson with Billie Holiday (# 5), Nat
 Brandywynne (# 6), Carroll Gibbons (# 8), and Joe Sanders (# 17)
 Then in 1947 Red Ingles, who perfected his novelty vocals with Spike Jones, charted a
 humorous version, "Them Durn Fool Things" at # 26.


 A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces
 An airline ticket to romantic places
 And still my heart has wings
 These foolish things remind me of you

 A tinkling piano in the next apartment
 Those stumblin' words that told you what my heart meant
 A fairground's faded swings
 These foolish things remind me of you

 You came, you saw, you conquered me
 When you did that to me
 I knew somehow that this had to be

 The winds of March that make my heart a dancer
 A telephone that rings but who's to answer?
 Oh, how the ghost of you clings
 These foolish things remind me of you

 How strange, how sweet, to find you still
 These things are dear to me
 They seem to bring you near to me

 The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
 Silk stockings thrown aside, dance invitations
 Oh, how the ghost of you clings
 These foolish things   remind me of you

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 Other Version

 These Foolish Things
 Benny Goodman
 (Marvell/Strachey/Link)
 (Brian Ferry, 1973)

 oh will you never let me be
 oh will you never set me free
 the ties that bound us
 are still around us
 there's no escape that I can see
 and still those little things remain
 that bring me happiness or pain

 a cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces
 an airline ticket to romantic places
 and still my heart has wings
 these foolish things
 remind me of you

 a tinkling piano in the next apartment
 those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
 a fairgrounds painted swings
 these foolish things
 remind me of you

 you came
 you saw
 you conquered me
 when you did that to me I somehow knew that this had to be

 the winds of March that make my heart a dancer
 a telephone that rings but who's to answer
 oh how the ghost of you clings
 these foolish things
 remind me of you

 gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow
 wild strawberries only 7 francs a kilo
 and still my heart has wings
 these foolish things
 remind me of you

 I know
 that this
 was bound to be
 these things have haunted me for you=B9ve entirely enchanted me

 the sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
 silk stockings thrown aside and sin-vitations
 oh how the ghost of you clings
 these foolish things
 remind me of you

 the smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
 the waiters whistling as the last bar closes
 the song that Crosby sings
 these foolish things
 remind me of you

 how strange
 how sweet
 to find you still
 these things are dear to me that seem to bring you so near to me

 the scent of smoking leaves the wail of steamers
 two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers
 oh how the ghost of you clings
 these foolish things
 remind me of you
 just you