They try to tell us we're too young, Too young to really be in love, They say that love's a word, A word we've only heard, But can't begin to know the meaning of!
And yet, we're not too young to know, This love will last though years may go . . . And then, someday they may recall,
That we were not too young at all!
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And yet, we're not too young to know, This love will last though years may go . . . And then, someday they may recall, We were not too young at all!
Music by Sydney Lippman and lyrics by Sylvia Dee, 1951 Arranged by O.B. Masingill
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