Frank Sinatra - Perdido
Perdido,
I look for my heart
It’s perdido
I lost it way down in torito
The day the fiesta started
Bolero,
I sway that they play the bolero
I kissed me the listing sombrero
And that’s when my heart departed
High, was the sun when I held her close
Low, was the moon when we said, adios
Perdido
My heart ever since is perdido
I know I must go to torito
To find what I lost perdido
(scat)
High, was the sun when I held her close
Low, was the moon when we said, adios