How Am I to Know
Tommy Dorsey Lyrics


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Oh, how am I to know if it's really love that found its grave here,
Oh, how am I to know, will it linger on, and leave me there.
I dare not guess at this strange happiness
Oh, how am I to know, can it be that love has come to stay here,




Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tommy Dorsey's song "How Am I to Know" speaks about the uncertainty of love and the fear of it being temporary or fleeting. The singer of the song is unsure if the love they feel has truly ended, or if it will linger on and ultimately leave them behind. The lyrics depict the struggle to understand the complexities of love, with the singer not daring to guess at their happiness. They question if this love is here to stay, or if it's simply passing through.


The song is beautifully written and has deep meaning attached to it. The uncertainty expressed in the lyrics can resonate with anyone who has ever experienced love in their life. The poetic nature of the lyrics adds to the emotional depth of the song, making it relatable to many.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, how am I to know if it's really love that found its grave here,
I am unsure if what we had in the past was true love, or if it has come to an end.


Oh, how am I to know, will it linger on, and leave me there.
I question whether our current affection will continue, or if it will eventually abandon me.


I dare not guess at this strange happiness
I refuse to speculate about this unfamiliar sensation of joy.


Oh, how am I to know, can it be that love has come to stay here,
I wonder if this newfound sensation of love has the potential to be a permanent fixture in my life.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DOROTHY PARKER, JACK KING

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on A HIGH HAT, A PICOLO AND A CANE

Who stole my gal away with a minor stay?

A high hat, a piccolo, and a cane!

Who made my honey say my love gave her a pain?

A high hat, a piccolo, and a cane!

A high salutin', crap shootin', piccolo tootin' high brow! (x2)

He played a little bell and raised a literal hell, then her head went 'round and 'round.

Whoah!

She thought I was okay, at least that thought betrayed.

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