Barbra Streisand - I'll Tell the Man in the Street Lyrics

I won't to tell of my love
To the red, red rose
Or the running brook
Where the sweet magnolia grows

I won't tell of my love
To every little star
Or the whippoorwill
On the hill above

I'll tell the man in the street
And everyone I meet
That you and I are sweethearts
I'll shout it out
From the roof

I'll give the papers proof
That we two are complete hearts
I want the world to know
I'd use the radio

And when I've said all I say
You may be old and gray
But you can't get away from me.