From the musical “Wish You Were Here”, 1952.
Words and music by Harold Rome.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Friends used to say, “Hey there, Grumpy”
“Lift your chin up off the floor”
But they’re liable not to say that when we meet
From now on, anymore
Refrain
They won’t know me
They won’t know me
If you’ll tell me what I long to hear you say
I’ll look seven stories high
I’ll have sparklers in each eye
Sport a smile fresh as lilacs in May
When they see me, they won’t know me
“No siree, it cannot be,” is what they’ll say
Friends will perish from surprise
At the change before their eyes
Dark to light, wrong to right, night to day
They won’t know me
If you’ll shine your love my way
Interlude
Together we could face whatever
Storms that there might be
I’d make you feel so needed
You could do the same for me
I know that you can have your pick
Of fellows by the score
What have I got to offer or to share?
But nobody you’d ever find
Could love you anymore
Anytime, anywhere
When they see me, they won’t know me
“No siree, it cannot be,” is what they’ll say
Friends will perish from surprise
At the change before their eyes
Dark to light, wrong to right, night to day
They won’t know me
If you’ll shine your love my way