Coyne
As I was walking through dusty streets, I heard some voices singing
Old and familiar tunes, I heard their voices ringing
Frankie Laine and Johnnie Ray, the old heart throbs singing
Then my girlfriend she squoze my arm, she said, "Son, you must, you must be dreaming"
Chorus: Shangri-La is a million miles away, you might see it on a clear blue day
Over the hills and far away (x2)
They're singing out.
Memories, sweet memories, let them flow down your way
Open up your lonely heart, open up your doorway
Frankie Laine and Johnnie Ray, the old heart throbs singing
Then my girlfriend she squoze my arm, she said: "Son, you must, you must be dreaming"
Chorus (x2)