Suppertime I'm feelin' sad
Then it really gets bad
Memories always start after sundown

It begins to tell 'round midnight, 'round midnight
I do pretty well till after sundown
Suppertime I'm feelin' sad
But it really gets bad 'round midnight

It begins to tell 'round midnight, 'round midnight
Haven't got the heart to stand those memories
When my heart is still with you
And old midnight knows it too

When some a quarrel we had needs mending
Does it mean that our love is ending?
Darlin', I need you lately I find
You're out of my arms and I'm out of my mind

Let our love take wings at midnight, 'round midnight
Let the angels sing for your returning
Till our love is safe and sound
When old midnight comes around

Just let love take wings
And let the angels sing your returning
Please let our love is safe and sound
When old midnight comes around
Midnight