A biography for Johnny Mercerhasn’t been written yet.
“We're drinking my friend, To the end of a brief episode, Make it one for my baby, And one more for the road.”
“You must have been a beautiful baby, 'Cos baby just look at you now.”
“Days of wine and roses laugh and run away, like a child at play.”
“That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.”
“I'm a cowboy who never saw a cow.”