Me And My Melinda (02-26-42) - Gene Krupa

Me and my Melinda, my Melinda and me We are bound up together in sympathy

Me and my Melinda, we are seldom apart

On the nights when I feel like a heart to heart

When I’m blue

We just sit there holding hands

And when we do My Melinda understands

When I’m having trouble that I cannot disclose

When I can’t tell the world of my private woes

Long before I tell her, my Melinda knows