I'll Tell The Man In The Street - Barbra Streisand

　　I won't to tell of my love

　　To the red red rose

　　Or the running brook

　　Where the sweet magnolia grows

　　I won't tell of my love

　　To every little star

　　On the whippoorwill

　　On the hill above

　　I'll tell the man in the street

　　And everyone I meet

　　That you and I are sweethearts

　　I'll shout it out

　　From the roof

　　I'll give the papers proof

　　That we two are complete hearts

　　I want the world to know

　　I'd use the radio

　　And when I've said all I say

　　You may be old and gray

　　But you can't get away from me