Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
Glenn Miller and His Orchestra
A country dance was being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon!"
Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams
All around a pugnosed dream
The music started and was I the perplexed one
I held my breath and said, "May I have the next one?"
In my frightened arms polka dots and moonbeams
Sparkled on a pugnosed dream
There were questions in the eyes of all the dancers
As we floated over the floor
There were questions but my heart knew all the answers
And perhaps a few things more...
Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter
I know the meaning of the words "ever after"
And I always see polka dots and moonbeams
When I kiss the pugnosed dream!