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Frank Sinatra
Frank Sinatra


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Настоящее имя Francis Albert Sinatra
Дата рождения 12 декабря 1915 г.
Место рождения Hoboken, New Jersey, United States
Дата смерти 14 мая 1998 г.
Место смерти Los Angeles, California, United States
Жанры Traditional pop
Jazz
Big band
Годы 1935—1995
Лейблы Columbia Records
Capitol Records
Reprise Records
См. также Rat Pack
Bing Crosby
Nancy Sinatra
Quincy Jones
Сайт Website



Альбом Frank Sinatra


Sinatra 80th: All the Best (1995)
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The Christmas Song (feat. Nat King Cole)
. . .


My lean baby, tall and thin,
5 feet 7 of bones and skin
But when she tells me, baby, she loves me
I feel as mellow as a fellow can be.

She's so skinny, she's so drawn,
When she stands sideways you'd think she's gone
But when she calls me baby, I feel fine
To think she's frantically, romantically mine.

She's slender, but she's tender.
She makes my heart surrender.
And every night when I hold her tight,
The feelin' is nice - my arms can go around twice

My lean baby she's so slim
A broomstick's wider but not as trim
And when she starts to kiss me
Then I know I love her so, I'll never ever let her go.

No - my lean baby, strange to see
And all that nothin' it belongs to me.
And though she may be scrawny she's OK
Because I wouldn't want her any other way.

Man, she's so skinny, she's so drawn,
When she stands sideways you would think that she's gone
But when she calls me baby, I feel fine
To think she's frantically, romantically mine.

I chased her and I caught her.
Then a diamond ring I bought her.
Hey, the diamond shines, the ring is so fine,
but here is a twist - she wears it right on her wrist.

My lean baby she's so slim
A broomstick's wider but not as trim
And when she starts to kiss me
Then I know I love her so, I'll never ever let her go.

My lean baby, tall and thin

. . .


I'm walking behind you on your wedding day
And I'll hear you promise to love and obey
Though you may forget me, you're still on my mind
Look over your shoulder, I'm walking behind

Maybe I'll kiss again with a love that's new again
But I shall wish again I was kissing you

'cause I'll always love you wherever you go
And though we are parted, I want you to know
That if things go wrong, dear, and fate is unkind
Look over your shoulder, I'm walking behind

So, if things go wrong, dear, and fate is unkind
Look over your shoulder, I'm walking behind

. . .


I've got the world on a string
I'm sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life - I'm in love

I've got a song that I sing
I can make the rain go
Any time I move my finger
Lucky me, can't you see - I'm in love

Life's a beautiful thing
As long as I hold the string
I'd be a silly so-and-so
If I should ever let her go

. . .


You vowed your love from here to eternity,
A love so true, it never would die.
You gave your lips, gave them so willingly,
How could I know your kiss meant good-bye?

Now I'm alone, with only a memory.
My empty arms will never know why.
Though you are gone, this love that you left with me
Will live from here to eternity.

Now I'm alone, with only a memory.
My empty arms will never know why.
Though you are gone, this love that you left with me
This endless desire, will live from here to eternity.

. . .


South of the border, down Mexico way,
That's where I fell in love
When the stars above came out to play.
And now as I wander, my thoughts ever stray
South of the border, down Mexico way.

She was a picture in old Spanish lace.
Just for a tender while
I kissed the smile a-pon her face.
'Cause it was fiesta, and we were so gay
South of the border, Mexico way.

Then she sighed as she whispered "manana"
Never dreaming that we were parting.
And I lied as I whispered "manana"
'Cause our tomorrow never came.

South of the border, I jumped back one day
There in a veil of white by the candlelight
She knelt down to pray.
The mission bells told me that I shouldn't stay
South of the border, Mexico way.

The mission bells told me - ding dong - that I must not stay,
Stay south of the border, down Mexico way.
Ai-ai-ai-ai (ai-ai-ai-ai)
Ai-ai-ai-ai (ai-ai-ai-ai)
Ai-ai-ai-ai

. . .


Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to you
If you’re young at heart
For it’s hard, you will find, to be narrow of mind
If you’re young at heart

You can go to extremes with impossible schemes
You can laugh when your dreams fall apart at the seams
And life gets more exciting with each passing day
And love is either in your heart or on it’s way

Don’t you know that it’s worth every treasure on earth
To be young at heart
For as rich as you are it’s much better by far
To be young at heart

And if you should survive to 105
Look at all you’ll derive out of being alive
And here is the best part
You have a head start
If you are among the very young at heart

And if you should survive to 105
Look at all you’ll derive out of being alive
Then here is the best part
You have a head start
If you are among the very young at heart

. . .


Three coins in a fountain
Each one seeking happiness
Thrown by three hopeful lovers
Which one will the fountain bless

Three hearts in a fountain
Each heart longing for its home
There they lie in the fountain
Somewhere in the heart of Rome

Which one will the fountain bless
Which one will the fountain bless

Three coins in a fountain
Through the ripples how they shine
Just one wish will be granted
One heart will wear a Valentine

Make it mine, make it mine, make it mine

. . .


Come fly with me let's fly, let's fly away
If you can use some exotic booze there's a bar in far Bombay
Come fly with me let's fly, let's fly away

Come fly with me let's float down to Peru
In llamaland there's a one man band and he'll toot his flute for you
Come fly with me let's take off in the blue

Once I get you up there where the air is rarified
We'll just glide starry eyed
Once I get you up there I'll be holding you so near
You may hear the angels cheer because we're together.

Weather-wise it's such a lovely day
Just say the words and we'll beat those birds down to Acapulco bay
It's perfect for a flying honeymoon they say
So come fly with me let's fly, let's fly away

(instrumental)

Once I get you up there where the air is rarified
We'll just glide starry eyed
Once I get you up there I'll be holding you so near
You may hear all the angels cheer because we're together

Weather-wise it's such a lovely day
You just say those words and we'll beat those birds down to Acapulco bay
It's so perfect for a flying honeymoon they say
Come fly with me let's fly, let's fly
Pack up! let's fly away

. . .


There's a somebody
I'm longing to see
I hope that she
Turns out to be
Someone who’ll watch over me

I'm a little lamb
Who's lost in the wood
I know I could
Could always be good
To one who'll watch over me

Although I may not be the man
Some girls think of
As handsome
But to her heart
I'll carry the key

Won't you tell her please
To put on some speed
Follow my lead
Oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me

Won't you tell her please
To put on some speed
Follow my lead
Oh how I need
Someone to watch
Over me

. . .


Hold me in your arms dear dream with me
Cradled by your kisses tenderly
While a choir of angels from above
Sing our melody of love

Heart to heart forever, lips entwined
I am yours and you are mine, all mine
Heaven wrote the music up above
For our melody of love

. . .


Night and day
You are the one
Only you beneath the moon and under the sun
Whether near to me or far
It's no matter, darling, where you are
I think of you
night and day

Day and night
Why is it so
That this longing for you follows wherever I go
In the roarin' traffic's boom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you
Day and night

Night and day
Under the hide of me
There's an oh such a hungry yearnin' burnin' inside of me
And its torment won't be through
'Til you let me spend my life making love to you
Day and night
Night and day

Night and day
You are one
Only you 'neath the moon or under the sun
Whether near to me or far
It's no matter, baby, where you are
I think of you
Day and night

Night and day
Why is it so
That this longing for you follows wherever I go
In the roarin' traffic's boom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you
Day and night

Night and day
Under the hide of me
There's an oh such a hungry yearnin' burnin' inside of me
And its torment won't be through
'Til you let me spend life making love to you
Day and night
Night and day


. . .


The tables are empty, the dance floor's deserted.
You play the same love song - it's the 10th time you've heard it.

That's the beginning, just one of the clues.
You've had your first lesson in learnin' the blues.

The cigarettes you light, one after another,
Won't help you forget her, and the way that you love her.
You're only burnin' a torch you can't lose.
But you're on the right track for learnin' the blues.

When you're at home alone,
The blues will taunt you constantly.
When you're out in a crowd,
The blues will haunt your memory.

The nights when you don't sleep, the whole night you're crying.
But you can't forget her, soon you even stop trying.
You'll walk that floor and wear out your shoes.
When you feel your heart break, you're learnin' the blues.

When you're at home alone,
The blues will taunt you constantly.
When you're out in a crowd,
Those blues will haunt your memory.

The nights when you don't sleep, that whole night you're crying.
But you can't forget her, soon you even stop trying.
You'll walk the floor, and you'll wear out your shoes.
When you feel your heart break, you're learnin' those blues.

. . .


Went to see a movie show
Found myself an empty row
Thought the show was just alright
Same old Saturday night

Then I made the usual stop
Coffee at the coffee shop
Friendly face nowhere in sight
Same old Saturday night

I really thought - the papers I bought
Would help me forget you for a while
Believe me honey - the funnies weren't funny
They didn't even make me smile

How I wish you'd lift the phone
Fun is fun - but not alone
'Til you let me hold you tight
Same old Saturday night

Only your face - can help me erase
That same old Saturday night


. . .


Love and marriage, love and marriage
They go together like a horse and carriage
This I'll tell you brother
You can't have one without the other

Love and marriage, love and marriage
It's an institute you can't disparage
Ask the local gentry
And they will say it's elementary

Try, try, try to separate them
It's an illusion
Try, try, try, and you will only come
To this conclusion

Love and marriage, love and marriage
They go together like a horse and carriage
Dad was told by mother
You can't have one without the other

Try, try, try to separate them
It's an illusion
Try, try, try, and you will only come
To this conclusion

Love and marriage, love and marriage
They go together like a horse and carriage
Dad was told by mother
You can't have one without the other

. . .


We're going through the impatient years
The years when the day seems twice as long
Restless and sighing and laughing and crying
And dreaming a dream people say is wrong
But we'll journey through the impatient years
To each other's arms where we belong, clinging together
I'm certain we'll weather the warm and stormy day and impatient year
But we'll journey through the impatient years
To each other's arms where we belong, clinging together
I'm certain we'll weather the warm and stormy day and impatient year.

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Ya see a pair of laughing eyes,
And suddenly you're sighing sighs.
You're thinkin' nothin's wrong,
You string along, boy, then SNAP!
Those eyes, those sighs -
They're part of the tender trap.

You're hand in hand beneath the trees,
And soon there's music in the breeze.
You're actin' kind of smug
Until your heart just goes WHAP!
Those trees, that breeze -
They're part of the tender trap.

Some starry night,
When her kisses make you tingle,
She'll hold you tight
And you'll hate yourself for being single.

And all at once it seems so nice,
The folks are throwin' shoes and rice.
You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map.
You're hooked, you're cooked,
You're caught in the tender trap.

(Musical interlude)

Some starry night,
When her kisses make you tingle,
She'll hold you tight
And you'll hate yourself for bein' single.

And all at once it seems so nice,
The folks are throwin' shoes and rice.
You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map.
And then you wonder how it all came about,
It's too late now, there's no gettin' out -
You fell in love, and love is the tender trap.

. . .


Writer(s): Springer/Leigh


How little we know
How much to discover
What chemical forces flow
From lover to lover

How little we understand - what touches of that tingle
That sudden explosion - when two tingles intermingle

Who cares to define
What chemistry this is
Who cares with your lips on mine
How ignorant bliss is

So long as you kiss me - (and) the world around us shatters
How little it matters - how little we know
(How little we know, how little we know,...)

. . .


Wait for me my love my restless heart must roam
Wait for me my love and i'll be coming home.

But now i cant change something strange roars me on
My love cant you see i'm not free 'till it's gone.

Wait for me my love for i am young in dream
and my heart must chase those ripples on the stream.

So keep faith in your heart keep your love ever true
for if you felt like me i'd wait for you.

(Femail Chorous Interlude)

So keep faith in your heart keep ypur love ever true
for if you felt like me i'd wait for you.

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She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She likes the theatre, and never comes late
She never bothers, with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like crap games, with barons or earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp

She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, and it's oak
Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

She gets too hungry, to wait for dinner at eight
She loves the theatre, but never comes late
She'd never bother, with people She'd hate
Thats why the Lady is a Tramp

She'll have no crap games, with Sharpie's and Fraud's
And she won't go to Harlem, in Lincoln's or Ford's
And she won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the broads
That's why the Lady is a Tramp

She loves the free, fresh, wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, but it's oak
Hates California, it's so cold, and so damp
That's why the Lady, That's why the Lady
That's why the Lady is a Tramp

. . .


Have you heard? The coast of Maine just got caught in a hurricane?
Well did you evah? What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that poor dear Blanche got run down by an avalanche?
Well, did you evah? What a swell party this is!
What daiquiris! What sherry, please! What burgundy! What pommery!
Have you heard? Professor Munch ate his wife and divorced his lunch?
Well, did you evah? What a swell party this is!
Missus Smith in her new Hup crossed the bridge when the bridge was up,
Well, did you evah? What a swell part this is!
What brandy, wow! What whiskey, here's how!
What gin and what beer, will you sober up, dear?

. . .


Hey! jealous lover
You’re acting so strange
Hey! jealous lover
What is making you change

Hey! jealous lover
How wrong can you be
I’m yours ever faithful
Just be faithful to me

I am just as steady - as that clock on the shelf
Maybe you’re accusing me of - what you’re doing yourself

Hey! jealous lover
I’m telling you true
I know that you’re jealous
But there’s no one but you

Could have cheated lots of times - but just couldn’t do
I was much to busy baby - being faithful to you

Hey! jealous lover
I’m telling you true
I know that you’re jealous
But there’s no one but you

- no one for me - jealous lover but you

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I have got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart, you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin

I have tried so not to give in
I have said to myself this affair never gonna go so well
But why should I try to resist, when baby I know so well
I have got you under my skin

I would sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of holding you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, and it shouts in my ear

Don't you know blue eyes, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin

Instrumental

I would sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, and it shouts in my ear

Don't you know little fool, you never can win
Why not use your mentality, step up, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin
I love you under my skin

. . .


When somebody loves you
Its no good unless he loves you...
All the way
Happy to be near you
When you need someone to cheer you
All the way

Taller than the tallest tree is
Thats how its got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue sea is
Thats how deep it goes if its real

When somebody needs you
Its no good unless she needs you
All the way

Through the good or lean years
And for all those in between years
Come what may

Who knows where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say
But if you let me love you
Its for sure I'm gonna love you
All the way

All the way....

So if you let me love you
Its for sure I'm gonna love you
All the way
All.. The ... Way......

. . .


Chicago, Chicago that toddling town
Chicago, Chicago I will show you around - I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday couldn't shut down

On State Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things they don't do on Broadway
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man, he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago my home town

Chicago, Chicago that toddlin' town
Chicago, Chicago I'll show you around - I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down

On State Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things that they never do on Broadway -- say
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man and he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago, Chicago -- that's my home town


. . .


Those fingers in my hair
That sly come hither stare
That strips my conscience bare
It's witchcraft.

And I've got no defense for it,
The heat is too intense for it.
What good would common sense for it do?

'Cause it's witchcraft,
Wicked witchcraft,
And although I know it's strictly taboo

When you arouse the need in me,
My heart says yes indeed in me,
Proceed with what your leading me to

It's such an ancient pitch,
But one I wouldn't switch,

'Cause there's no nicer witch than you

**Instrumental break**

'Cause it's witchcraft,
That crazy witchcraft,
And although I know it's strictly taboo

When you arouse the need in me,
My heart says yes indeed in me,
Proceed with what your leading me to...

It's such an ancient pitch,
But one that I would never switch,
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you

. . .


How are ya fixed for moonlight ?
How are ya fixed for stars?
How are you fixed for kissin' ?
While we listen to soft guitars?

How are ya fixed for someone to watch the rain with?
To stroll down the lane with
For someone to just go a little insane with?

How are you fixed for mem'ries ?
Mem'ries that shine so bright?
If we let fancy take us
We could make us a few tonight
How are ya fixed for someone who'll fit your arms like a glove?
Hey, tell me, baby, how are you fixed for love?

How are ya fixed for kissin' while we dig those wild guitars?
How are ya fixed for someone to sit and tan with ?
To worry and plan with ?
For someone to dine right from out of a can with?

How are ya fixed for mem'ries, mem'ries that glow so bright?
Ooh, if we let Cupid rack up, we could knock us a few tonight
How are ya fixed for someone who'll fit your arms like a glove?
Hey, tell me, baby how are you fixed for
Tell me baby, how are you fixed for
Tell me, baby, how are you fixed for love?

. . .


No one ever tells you what’s like to love and lose,
How it feels to waken and have breakfast with the blues,
How to go on living, how to face another day,
No one ever tells you the way.
No one ever tells you how it feels to walk alone,
Listening for those footsteps through the echo of your own.
Suddenly it hits you all those dreams not worth a dime,
Cause no one ever tells you in time.
Long before the icy winds of winter,
Autumn tells the swallows, time to fly,
Why did she pretend till the bitter end
Till it broke my heart to say goodbye.
And no one ever tells you that it’s just another fling
No one ever warns you when your heart begins to sing
Someone tells you later all is fair in love and war,
But no one ever tells you before.
(instrumental)
No one ever tells you that it’s just another fling,
No one ever warns you when your heart begins to sing
Someone tells you later all is fair in love and war,
But no one ever tells you before.
It never comes easy, no one ever tells you before.

. . .


What good are words I say to you?
They can't convey to you what's in my heart
If you could hear instead
The things I've left unsaid

Time after time
I tell myself that I'm
So lucky to be loving you

So lucky to be
The one you run to see
In the evening, when the day is through

I only know what I know
The passing years will show
You've kept my love so young, so new

And time after time
You'll hear me say that I'm
So lucky to be loving you

. . .


When the sun is high
In the afternoon sky
You can always find something to do
But from dusk til dawn
As the clock ticks on
Something happens to you

In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the girl
And never even think of counting sheep

When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all

When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all

. . .


You make me feel so young
You make me feel like spring has sprung
Every time I see you grin
I'm such a happy individual

The moment that you speak
I want to go and play hide-and-seek
I want to go and bounce the moon
Just like a toy balloon

You and I, are just like a couple of tots
Running across the meadow
Picking up lots of forget-me-nots

You make me feel so young
You make me feel there are songs to be sung
Bells to be rung, and a wonderful fling to be flung

And even when I'm old and gray
I'm gonna feel the way I do today
'Cause you make me feel so young

. . .


My story is much too sad to be told
But practically everything leaves me totally cold
The only exception I know is the case
When I'm out on a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui
Then I suddenly turn and see
Your fabulous face

Chorus:

I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all

So tell me why should it be true?
That I get a
Kick! Out of you

[3 different verses for every song]

(Some like the perfume from Spain)
(I'm sure that if I took even one sniff)
(It would bore me terrifically too)
(But I get a kick out of you)

(Some like the bop-type refrain)
(I'm sure that if, I heard even one riff)
(It would bore me terrifically too)
(But I get a kick out of you)

(Some they may go for cocaine)
(I'm sure that if, I took even one sniff)
(It would bore me terrifically too)
(But I get a kick out of you)

I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me
I get a kick though it's clear to see, you obviously do not adore me

I get no kick in a plane
Flying too high with some gal in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do
But I get a kick out of you

. . .


Today I may not have a thing at all
Except for just a dream or two
But I’ve got lots of plans for tomorrow
And all my tomorrows belong to you

Right now it may not seem like spring at all
We’re drifting and the laughs are few
But I’ve got rainbows planned for tomorrow
And all my tomorrows belong to you

No one knows better than i
That luck keeps passing me by ... that’s fate
But with you there at my side
I’ll soon be turrning the tide ... just wait

As long as I’ve got arms that cling at all
It’s you that I’ll be clinging to
And all the dreams I dream, beg, or borrow
On some bright tomorrow they’ll all come true

And all my bright tomorrows belong to you

. . .


Next time your found, with your chin on the ground
There a lot to be learned, so look around

Just what makes that little old ant
Think he’ll move that rubber tree plant
Anyone knows an ant, can’t
Move a rubber tree plant

But he’s got high hopes, he’s got high hopes
He’s got high apple pie, in the sky hopes

So any time your gettin’ low
’stead of lettin’ go
Just remember that ant
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant

When troubles call, and your back’s to the wall
There a lot to be learned, that wall could fall

Once there was a silly old ram
Thought he’d punch a hole in a dam
No one could make that ram, scram
He kept buttin’ that dam

’cause he had high hopes, he had high hopes
He had high apple pie, in the sky hopes

So any time your feelin’ bad
’stead of feelin’ sad
Just remember that ram
Oops there goes a billion kilowatt dam

All problems just a toy balloon
They’ll be bursted soon
They’re just bound to go pop
Oops there goes another problem kerplop

. . .


What is this thing called love?
This funny thing called love?
Just who can solve its mystery
And why should it make a fool of me?

I saw you there one wonderful day
But you took my heart and you threw my heart away.
That's why I ask the Lord up in Heaven above
Just what is this thing called love?

. . .


The moon was yellow, and the night was young.
A smile brought us together, and I was wond'ring whether
We'd meet again someday.
The moon was yellow, and a song was sung.
That vocal inspiration gave me the inclination
To give my heart away.
Here we are! Is our romance to continue?
Will it be my luck to win you.
May I look that far? Ah! My love is
Ah, my love is yellow and the night is young.

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I love paris in the spring time
I love paris in the fall
I love paris in the summer when it sizzles
I love paris in the winter when it drizzles

I love paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love paris, why oh why do I love paris
Because my love is here

I love paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love paris, why oh why do I love paris
Because my love is here

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My mama done tol' me, when I was in knee-pants
My mama done tol' me, " Son a woman'll sweet talk"
And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet talkin's done
A woman's a two-face, A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin, "Whooee!"
(My mama done tol' me) Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle, "Whooee!"
(My mama done tol' me)
A-whooee-ah-whooee ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back th' blues in the night
The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin'
And the moon'll hide its light when you get the blues in the night
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song,
He knows things are wrong, and he's right
From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I know
A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
My mama was right, there's blues in the night.

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The torch I carry is handsome
It's worth its heartache in ransom
And when that twilight steals
I know how the lady in the harbor feels

When I want rain, I get sunny weather
I'm just as blue, blue as the sky
Since love has gone, can't get myself together
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry

Friends ask me out, but I tell them I'm busy
Must get to get a new alibi
I stay at home, and ask myself: "Where is she?"
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry

Dry little tear drops, my little tear drops
Hanging on a string of dreams
Fly little memories, fly little memories
Remind her of our crazy schemes

Yes somebody said, just forget about her
So, I gave that treatment a try
And strangely enough, I got along without her
Then one day she passed me right by - oh well
I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry

. . .


Let's take it nice and easy
It's gonna be so easy
For us to fall in love

Hey baby what's your hurry
Relax and don't you worry
We're gonna fall in love

We're on the road to romance - that's safe to say
But let's make all the stops along the way

The problem now of course is
To simply hold your horses
To rush would be a crime
'Cause nice and easy does it every time

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Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like eskimos

Everybody knows some turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight

They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys
And goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly

And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although its been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas to You!

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