We'll have a blue room, 

A new room, for two room. 

Where every day's a holiday, 

Because you're married to me . . . 



Not like a ball room, 

A small room, a hall room, 

Where I can smoke my pipe away, 

With your wee head upon my knee . . . 



We will thrive on, keep alive on, 

Just nothing but kisses, 

With mister and missus, 

Own little blue chairs . . . 



You sew your trousseau, 

and Robinson Crusoe, 

Is not so far from worldly cares, 

As our blue room, far away upstairs . . . 



( They will thrive on, keep alive on, 

Just nothing but kisses . . . 

With mister and missus, 

Own little blue chair . . . 



She'll wear her trousseau, 

and Robinson Crusoe . . . ) 

Is not so far from worldly cares, 

As our blue room, 

Far away upstairs . . . 



~ from the 1948 M-G-M film "Words and Music" 

Music by Richard Rodgers 

with lyrics by Lorenz Hart, 1926