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Frank Sinatra
Frank Sinatra


Background information
Birth name Francis Albert Sinatra
Born December 12, 1915
Born place Hoboken, New Jersey, United States
Died May 14, 1998
Death place Los Angeles, California, United States
Genre(s) Traditional pop
Jazz
Big band
Years active 1935—1995
Label(s) Columbia Records
Capitol Records
Reprise Records
Associated acts Rat Pack
Bing Crosby
Nancy Sinatra
Quincy Jones
Website Website



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Frank Sinatra Album


Frankly Sentimental (1949)
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My heart is sad and lonely
For you I sigh, for you, dear, only
Why haven't you seen it?
I'm all for you, body and soul

I spend my days in longin'
And wond'ring why it's me you're wrongin'
I tell you, I mean it
I'm all for you, body and soul

I can't believe it, it's hard to conceive it
That you'd turn away romance
Are you pretending? It looks like the ending
Unless I could have one more chance to prove, dear

My life a wreck you're making
You know I'm yours for just the taking
I'd gladly surrender myself to you, body and soul

My life a wreck you're making
You know I'm yours for just the taking
I would gladly surrender myself to you, body and soul

. . .


Laura is the face in the misty light
Footsteps that you hear down the hall
The laugh that floats on a summer night
That you can never quite recall

And you see Laura on a train that is passing through
Those eyes, how familiar they seem
She gave your very first kiss to you
That was Laura, but she's only a dream

She gave your very first kiss to you
That was Laura, but she's only a dream

. . .


Fools rush in
Where angels fear to tread
And so I come to you my love
My heart above my head

Though I see
The danger there
If there's a chance for me
Then I don't care

Fools rush in
Where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know

When we met
I felt my life begin
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in

. . .


Once there was a thing called spring,
When the world was writing verses like yours and mine.
All the lads and girls would sing,
When we sat at little tables and drank May wine.
Now April, May, and June are sadly out of tune, life has stuck a pin in the balloon.
Spring is here! Why doesn't my heart go dancing?
Spring is here! Why isn't the waltz entrancing?
No desire, no ambition leads me, maybe it's because nobody needs me?
Spring is here! Why doesn't the breeze delight me?
Stars appear! Why doesn't the night invite me?
Maybe it's because nobody loves me, spring is here, I hear!

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"One For My Baby" Frank Sinatra 4:26

It's quarter ta' 3, theres no one in the place
-cept' you and me.
So set em' up Joe, I got a little story
I think you should know.
We're drinkin' my friends, to the end, of a
brief episosde. Make it One For My Baby, and
One More For the Road.
I got the routine, put another nickel, in the
machine. Feelin' so bad, can't ya' make the music,
easy and sad.
I could tell you alot, but you've gotta' be, true to your code...
Just Make it One For My Baby, and One More For the Road.
You'd never know it, but buddy i'm a kind of poet, and i've
got allot of things, i'd like to say. And when i'm gloomy, won't
you listen to me, till' its talked away?
Well, thats how it goes, and Joe I know you're gettin' anxious
to close. And thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind, my
bend in your ear.
But this torch that i've found, its gotta be drowned, or it soon
might explode. So Make it One for My Baby, and one more for
the Road. The long, it's so long. The long, very long....

. . .


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

. . .


When you awake, the day takes a bow at your door,
When you awake, the sun shines like never before,
Cloud soaked with rain find it hard to explain to the earth below,
They can't let it rain for then it would stain a heavenly show, you make it so,
When you awake, you open the eyes of my heart,
When you awake, my day really gets its great start,
All the winds and the birds join the simple refrain of a rippling stream,
My world becomes a midsummer night's dream, when you awake.

. . .


Once I laughed when I heard you say
That I'd be playing solitaire uneasy in my easy chair
It never entered my mind
Once you told me I was mistaken that I'd awaken with the sun
And order orange juice for one
It never entered my mind

You have what I lack myself
Now I even have to scratch my back myself

Once you warned me that if you scorned me
I'd say a lover's prayer again
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again
It never entered my mind

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