Don’t Get Around Much Anymore Sam Cooke

[Verse 1]
Missed the Saturday dance
I heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
I don't get around much anymore
Thought I'd visit the club
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
I don't get around much anymore

[Bridge]
And oh, darling, I guess, my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless, why stir up old memories?

[Verse 2]
Been invited on dates
Might have gone but what for?
Awfully different without you
I don't get around much anymore

Oh, I missed that Saturday dance
But I heared they flooded the floor
I couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore
So I thought I'd visit the club
But I only got as far as the door
Someone will ask me about you
I don't get around much anymore