Song lyrics to I’ll Capture Your Heart Singing (1942). Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin, Performed by Fred Astaire, Bing Crosby, and Virginia Dale in Holiday Inn
Here she comes, down the street
My, oh my, ain’t she sweet?
Why, here comes my hot toddy
Over my dead body
I’ll capture her heart singing
Just wait until she gets a load of my dancing
Just wait till I start singing
I’ll take her strolling down the road with my dancing
I can’t go wrong, a tender song and she’ll discover my charms
Some fancy taps and she’ll collapse and fall right into my arms, get him
I’ll capture her heart singing
Oh no, you haven’t a chance when I go into my dance
I’ll take you through life singing
I’ll make you my wife dancing
If you could dance instead of sing
I’d learn to love you somehow
If you could sing instead of dance
I’d take you home with me now
The way you sing don’t mean a thing
You’d better stick to your dance
And as for you, your dance won’t do
You’ll have to sing for romance
I’ll capture her heart
I’ll capture her heart
Singing
Dancing
