Texty: Hank Snow. Blue Tango.
Here I am with you, in a world of blue,
While we're dancing to the tan-go we loved when first we met.
While the music plays, I recall the days,
When our love was a turn that we couldn't soon forget.
As I kiss your cheek, we don't have to speak,
The vio-lins like a choir ex-press the de - sire,
We used to know, not long ago.
So just hold me tight, in your arms to - night,
And the blue tan-go will be our mem - o - ry of love.
Snow, Hank