Irving Berlin - Me And My Melinda

Me and my Melinda, my Melinda and me
We are bound up together in sympathy

Me and my Melinda, we are seldom apart
On the nights when I feel like a heart to heart

When I'm blue
We just sit there holding hands
And when we do
My Melinda understands

When I'm having trouble that I cannot disclose
When I can't tell the world of my private woes
Long before I tell her, my Melinda knows