Cliff Richard
Don’t Get Around Much Anymore
When I'm not playing solitaire
I take a book down from the shelf
And with all that a radio on the air
I keep myself to myself
Missed the Saturday dance
I heard they crowded the floor
I couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore
I thought I'd visit the club
I got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore
Well darling, I guess
My mind's more at ease
But nevertheless
Hey, why stir up old memories
Been invited on dates
Might have gone, but what for
It's awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
Thought I'd visit the club
Got as far as the door
Don't get around much anymore
Well darling, I guess
That my mind's, my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless
Hey, why stir up bad memories
Been invited on dates
Might have gone, but what for
It's awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
It's awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
No more