THE HOUSE IS HAUNTED
Words by Billy Rose; music by Basil G. Adlam, ©1934.
As recorded by various artists*

Lights are soft and low tonight.
Summer breezes blow tonight,
And to think that we're apart!
Knowing you refuse to love
Someone that you used to love,
There's a chill within my heart.
I hate to be alone when evening falls.
I'm so afraid of all {those/these} empty halls,
Doors and walls.

The house is haunted by the echo of your last goodbye.
The house is haunted by mem'ries that refuse to die.
I can't get away from a vision that brings
Intimate glimpses of intimate things.
A voice in my heart like a torch singer sings:
"I wonder who's kissing {her/him} now."
The house is haunted by the echo of your fav'rite song.
The place is cluttered up with {roses/mem'ries/keepsakes} that have {lived/stayed} too long,
Much too long.
The ceiling is white but the shadows are black.
A ghost in my heart says {she'll/he'll} never come back.
The house is haunted by the echo of your last goodbye.


* The lyrics here are a composite of several recordings; hence, I have indicated variations within {braces}.

Complete versions are sung by Gracie Fields, the Chenille Sisters, The Studebakers, and Claire Austin. Abbreviated versions, lacking the first part, are sung by Mel Torme, Kay Starr, and Glen Gray and the Casa Loma Orchestra. All these are on Spotify.

There are also other songs with the same title.