Bobby Darin

   Ballads are being sung

      But not for me

      Church bells are being rung

      But not for me.

   I am without love

      But I don't doubt love can be

   Warm and tender for some

      But not for me.

      Poems are being read
      But not for me
      Prayers are being said
      But not for me.

      I've never known love
      Or been shown love, you see
      And maybe there is such a thing
      But not for me.

      So let all of your singers a-sing
      But not for me
      And let all of your church bells a-ring
      But not for me.

      And if tomorrow
      All your sorrows should be
      Just like mine then you cry
      But not for me.

No … not me …
Never for me …

Lyrics transcribed by Donna Carter and Jane Penny