Dean Martin - Beau James

Beau James, Beau James, Beau James

He walked along Broadway

They called him Beau James

The city streets were his pals

The lights were his gals

His favorite flames

He wrote on the sidewalk in big white chalk

Jimmy Walker loves New York

Oh how that love affair

Lit up Times Square





He walked along Broadway and blew her a kiss

The many years have gone by

You still hear her sigh

No kiss was like this
And though the town fell out of love with him

And called him a few unkind names

Yet one will always remember, remain

Beau James, Beau James, Beau James





He walked along Broadway and blew her a kiss

The many years have gone by

You still hear her sigh

No kiss was like this

And though the town fell out of love with him

And called him a few unkind names

Yet one will always remember, remain

Beau James, Beau James, Beau James

Beau James, Beau James, Beau James