= Baby, It’s Cold Outside Medium Slow Swing Frank Loesser 1278 aad Coit Fav pr he) TY seal = ty can't say, Ive | got to go’way,— neigh-bors might think, Say, |what’s in that drinke__| the) i= pi EK But ba by, it's cold. But ba-by, it's bad__ out-side, But ba-by, its cold ‘out there, No cabs to be had. Cm? Bou” Fn” This | eve-ning has been, ve - ry 1 wish 1 knew how _ to break the ‘out -side,_ Been hop-ing that you'd ___drop in, __ Tl hold your hands — out there, Your eyes are like star - light now, Yl take your hat_ ET A Ae Abul A moth - er will start to | wor - ry ought to say, "No, 10, a ee nn ee So 6 Ae Abus bp BY Abmi™ fath - er will be pac-ing the | floor, So | real-ly Ya hur - ry? Lis-ten to the fi- re - place roar, _ Fz Br break Well, | maybe just a half a drink more Beau - ti - ful, please don't hur - ry, Put some re-cords on while I pour (©1948, (renewed 1976), 1991 Frank Music Corp. International Copyright Secured, All Rights Reserve. Used by Permission.Cu" least I'm gon-na clos - er? Gu 6 "3C 6310 Ab, but it’s out, Ba - by, it’s Fan” F7 Fm” say that I've [tried What's the sense of hurting my pride By? ct FT it's it’s cold col cold horns) Fe = Br 4 pe real -ly can’t stay, Gh baby, dont hott () (1) Ep out = sie (Sola on form) Abu p. Ee DIGS CRIES pity) EM freee 2 commen eee oe = Fm” = {+ te thorns) Lyric for second verse: t She simply must go, ‘The answer is no, ‘The welcome has been So nice and warm, My sister will be suspicious, My brother will be there at the door, My maiden aunt's mind is vicious, Well maybe just a cigarette more. Ive got to get home, Say lend me a comb, You've really been grand, But don't you see There's bound to be talk tomorrow, ‘At least there will be plenty implied, really can’t stay, Ah, bat it’s cold outside. He But baby it's cold outside, But baby, i's cold outside, How lucky that you dropped in, Look out the window at that storm. Gosh, your lips look delicious, Waves upon a tropical shore, Gosh, your lips are delicious, Never such a blizzard before. But baby, you'd freeze out there, Ws up to your knees out there, [thrill when you touch my hand, How can you do this thing to me? ‘Think of my lifelong sorrow Ifyou caught pneumonia and died. et over that old doubt, Baby, its cold outside.