Written By ： Henry Mancini/Johnny Mercer

The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play

Through the meadow land toward a closing door

A door marked nevermore that wasn't there before

The lonely night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories

Of the golden smile that introduced me to

The days of wine and roses and you

The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play

Through the meadow land toward a closing door

A door marked nevermore that wasn't there before

The lonely night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories

Of the golden smile that introduced me to

The days of wine and roses

The days of wine and roses

The days of wine and roses and you