[00:00.000] 作词 : David Mann/Bob Hilliard
[00:01.000] 作曲 : David Mann/Bob Hilliard
[00:11.080]In the wee small hours of the morning
[00:16.947]While the whole wide world is fast asleep
[00:22.724]You lie awake and think about the girl
[00:28.302]Never ever think of counting sheep
[00:33.851]When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
[00:39.262]You'd be hers if only she would call
[00:44.817]In the wee small hours of the morning
[00:50.314]That's the time you miss her most of all
[01:07.448]In the wee small hours of the morning
[01:12.686]While the whole wide world is fast asleep
[01:18.777]You lie awake and think about the girl
[01:24.493]Never ever think of counting sheep
[01:29.582]When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
[01:35.031]You'd be hers if only she would call
[01:40.813]In the wee small hours of the morning
[01:45.999]That's the time you miss her most of all
[02:13.893]In the wee small hours of the morning
[02:18.668]While the whole wide world is fast asleep
[02:24.788]You lie awake and think about the girl
[02:30.187]Never even think of counting sheep
[02:35.436]When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
[02:40.681]You'd be hers if only she would call
[02:48.689]In the wee small hours of the morning
[02:55.836]That's the time you miss her most of all

作词 : David Mann/Bob Hilliard
作曲 : David Mann/Bob Hilliard
In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the girl
Never ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all
In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the girl
Never ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all
In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the girl
Never even think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all