: (feat. Diana Lee) (chorus), [soprano solo by Diana Lee], "narration by Jerry Whitman" My name is Francis Albert (Francis Albert Sinatra) And I sing
: Frank with (chorus) (If the future proves sweet, would it tell us to leap before we move,) (Would it care for us to live with danger or face the final
: (feat. Loulie Jean Norman, Beverly Jenkins) [Alto solo by Beverly Jenkins] (chorus) (Your imagination has an awful lot to give) (If our right to
: I was five and she was six We rode on horses made of sticks I wore black and she wore white She would always win the fight Bang bang, she shot me
: Frank with (chorus) I reached the age of forty somewhat sooner than expected, Living at a fairly hectic pace. When I count the years that I have happily
: The night is bitter, the stars have lost their glitter The winds grow colder, suddenly you're a lot older And all because of a gal who got away No
: Once I laughed when I heard you saying That I'd be playing solitaire Uneasy in my easy chair It never entered my mind And once you told me I was mistaken
: She was Boston, I was Vegas, She was crepe suzette, I was pie, She was lectures, I was movies, but I loved her. She was Mozart, I was Macy, She was
: I make a date for golf - You can bet you life it rains. I try to give a party - And the guy upstairs complains. I guess I'll go thru life; Just catchin
: Just say hello to a brand new world, the world outside your door, Say hello to a singing bird, like no bird you heard before, It's all there, go and
: Long night, it's a long night, my friend The barrooms and the back street's dead end Sometimes I thought I saw the sunrise and good times in the air
: I'd be glad to stay right here with you Fact is, that is what I'd planned to But from that fool look on your face I think I'll head South to a warmer
: It started out like a song, we started quiet and slow with no surprise, Then one morning I woke to realize we have a good thing going. It's not that
: (feat. Beverly Jenkins) [Alto solo by Beverly Jenkins] (chorus) [Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told,] [I'm gonna find me a gypsy and
: Thanks for the memory Of things I can't forget, journeys on a jet Our wond'rous week in Martinique and Vegas and roulette How lucky I was And thanks
: Where I live in the desert, it's so peaceful and warm. And the cares of the world drift by, like clouds reflected in a quiet pool But there always
Long night, it's a long night, my friend The barrooms and the back street's dead end Sometimes I thought I saw the sunrise and good times in the air
It started out like a song, we started quiet and slow with no surprise, Then one morning I woke to realize we have a good thing going. It's not that