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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



Frank Sinatra Album


Frank Sinatra Remembers The Movies 1943 - 1946 (1997)
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Easy To Love/I've Got You Under My Skin
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Three little words, oh what I'd give for that wonderful phrase,
To hear those three little words, that's all I'd live for the rest of my days.
And what I feel in my heart, they tell sincerely.


No other words can tell it half so clearly.
Three little words, eight little letters which simply mean I love you.

. . .


It seems we stood and talked like this before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when

The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when

Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again

And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when?

Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
(I can't remember, my darling, I can't remember when)

And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when?

. . .


That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
That same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle that I feel inside
And then that elevator starts its ride
And down and down I go
Round and round I go
Like a leaf that's caught in the tide

I should stay away, but what can I do?
I hear your name and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire
Cause you are the lover I have waited for
The mate that fate had me created for

And every time your lips meet mine, darling
Down and down I go
Round and round I go
In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love

. . .


I'd like to make your golden dreams come true, dear,
If I only had my way.
A paradise this world would seem to you, dear,
If only I had my way.

If I had my way, dear, forever there's be
A garden of roses for you and for me,


A thousand and one things, dear, I would do,
Just for you, just for you, just for you.
If I had my way, we would never grow old,
And sunshine I'd bring every day,
You would reign all alone, like a queen on a throne,
If I had my way.

. . .


Will I ever find the girl on my mind, the one who is my ideal
Maybe she's a dream, and yet she might be
Just around the corner waiting for me.


Will I recognize the light in her eyes, that no other eyes reveal
Or will I pass her by and never even know that she is my ideal.

. . .


Till the end of time 'long as stars are in the blue
'long as there's a spring, a bird to sing, I'll go on loving you.
Till the end of time. 'long as roses bloom in may,
My love for you will go deeper with every passing day.


Till the wells run dry and each mountain disappear,
I'll be there for you to care for you through laughter and through tears.
So take my hand in sweet surrender, and tenderly say that i'm
The one you'll love and live for, till the end of time.

. . .


Frankie: Janie , spare us a few minutes before the hour. Something must be said for a
song, from what was undoubtedly Jerome Kern's most memorable score. It's you and I, sweetie, with the
one of the loveliest songs in that show, Show Boat.

Frankie: We could make believe I love you, only make believe that you love me.
Janie: All that fine piece of mind in pretending, couldn't you, couldn't I, couldn't we?
Frankie: Make believe our lips are blending in a phantom kiss or two or three,
Janie: Might as well make believe I love you, for to tell the truth, I do.
(interlude)
Frankie: Make believe our lips are blending in a phantom kiss or two or three.
Both: Might as well make believe I love you, for to tell truth, I do.

. . .


My love must be a kind of blind love, I can't see anyone but you
And dear, I wonder if you find love, an optical illusion, too?
Are the stars out tonight? I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
'Cause I only have eyes for you, dear
The moon may be high but I can't see a thing in the sky
'Cause I only have eyes for you.
I don't know if we're in a garden, or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I, maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view, for I only have eyes for you

. . .


Somebody needs me
I wish that I knew
Who she can be? worries me

Every girls that passes by I shout
Hey maybe! You've meant to be my love and babe
Somebody loves me I wonder who
Maybe it's you

[Chorus]
Won't you belive me
Somebody loves me I wonder who
I wonder who that baby can be
She's a killer, thriller

Somebody wants me I wish that I knew
Who she can be? worries me
every girl that passes by I shout,
Hey maybe, maybe it's you
You're meant to be my ever love and baby
Somebody loves me i just wonder who
Oh baby baby, maybe it's you!

. . .


Empty saddles in the old corral, where do ya ride tonight?
Are you rounding up the doggies, the strays of long ago?
Are ya on the trail to buffalo?
Empty saddles in the old corral, where do ya ride tonight?
Are there rustlers on the border or a band of navajo?
Are you heading for the alamo?


Empty guns covered with rust, where do ya talk tonight?
Empty boots covered with dust, where do ya walk tonight?
Empty saddles in the old corral, my tears would be dried tonight.
If you'll only say I'm lonely as ya carry my old pal,
Empty saddles in the old corral.

. . .


The light-hearted gay kind of charm you display, that's for me.
The wonderful sly little trick with your eye, that's for me.
What a feather in my hat if I could gratify your wish;
Do you like the movies, or what is your favorite dish?
The tilt of your chin, when you chuckle or grin, that's for me.
You might as well know that wherever you go, there I'll be
Just to make sure you keep your heart alone and fancy free.
No one else can have it; that's for me

. . .


Kiss me once and kiss me twice and kiss me once again,
It's been a long, long time.
Haven't felt like this, my dear, since can't remember when,
It's been a long, long time.
You'll never know how many dreams I dreamed about you,
Or just how empty they all seemed without you.
So kiss me once and kiss me twice and kiss me once again,
It's been a long, long time.

. . .


I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
(I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know)

Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear those sleigh bells in the snow

(I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write)
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white

. . .


Darling, I'm so blue without you
I think about you the live-long day
When you ask me if I'm lonely
Then I only have this to say

You'll never know just how much I miss you
You'll never know just how much I care
And if I tried, I still couldn't hide my love for you
You ought to know, for haven't I told you so
A million or more times?

You went away and my heart went with you
I speak your name in my ev'ry prayer
If there is some other way to prove that I love you
I swear I don't know how
You'll never know if you don't know now

You'll never know just how much I miss you
You'll never know just how much I care
You said good-bye, no stars in the sky refuse to shine
Take it from me, it's no fun to be alone
With moonlight and memories

. . .


You must remember this
A kiss is still a kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by

And when two lovers woo
They still say: "I love you"
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by

Moonlight and love songs, never out of date
Hearts full of passion, jealousy, and hate
Woman needs man and man must have his mate
That no one can deny

It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by

Moonlight and love songs, never out of date
Hearts full of passion, jealousy, and hate
Woman needs man and man must have his mate
That no one can deny

It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by

. . .

Easy To Love/I've Got You Under My Skin

[No lyrics]

. . .


What a lovely trip, I'm feeling so fresh and alive
And I'm so glad to arrive, it's all so grand
It's easy to see you don't need a palace
To feel like alice in wonderland
Back in ohio where I come from
I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've travelled some
But I never thought I'd see the day
When I ever took a ride on the santa fe
(wanna take a ride on the santa fe)

I would lean across my window sill
And hear the whistle echoin' across the hill
Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away
On the atchison, topeka and the santa fe
What a thrill (what a great big wonderful thrill)
With the wheels a-singin' "westward ho"
Right from the day I heard them start
'cross the kansas plains from new mexico
I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heart


When I'm old and grey and settled down
If I ever get a chance to sneak away from town
Then I'll spend my busman's holiday
On the atchison, topeka and the santa fe

All aboard! (we came across the country lickety-split)
(rollin' ninety miles an hour), I can't believe I'm here at last
Woo-oo-ooo! (when you go travellin', it's best for you
To take the atchison, topeka and the santa fe!)
I can't believe that anything could go so fast
Then you pull that throttle, whistle blows
A-huffin' and a-puffin' and away she goes
All aboard for california*, hey!
On the atchison (on the atchison)
On the atchison, topeka (on the atchison, topeka)
On the atchison, topeka (on the atchison, topeka)
On the atchison, topeka and the santa fe!

*california pronounced "californ-eye-ay"

. . .


Don't throw bouquets at me, don't please my folks too much,
Don't laugh at my jokes too much, people will say we're in love.
Don't sigh and gaze at me, your sighs are so like mine,
Your eyes mustn't glow like mine, people will say we're in love.
Don't start collecting things, give me my rose and my glove,
Sweetheart, they're suspecting things, people will say we're in love.
(Don't start collecting things, give me my rose and my glove)
Sweetheart, they're suspecting things, people will say we're in love.
(People will say we're in love.)


() = back up singers.

. . .


O give me land, lots of land, and the starry skies above, don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love, don't fence me in.
O let me be by myself in the evening breeze,
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please, don't fence me in.
Just turn me loose and I'll straddle on my saddle underneath the western skies.
On my cayoose let me wander over yonder till I see the mountains rise.
O let me ride to the ridge where the West commences,
Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses,
Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences, don't fence me in.

. . .


VERSE 1
Though I know that we meet ev'ry night
and we couldn't heve change since the last time,
to my joy and delight,
it's a new kind of love at first sight.
Though it's you and it's I all the time
ev'ry meeting's marvelous pastime.
You're increasingly sweet,
so whenever we happened to met
I greet you ...
REFRAIN
With a song in my heart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a song at the start
but it soon is a hymn to your grace.
When the music swells
I'm touching you hand
It tells that your're standing near, and ..
At the sound of your voice
heaven opens his portals to me.
Can I help but rejoice
that a song such as ours came to be?
But I always knew
I would live life through
with a song in my heart for you.
VERSE 2
Oh, the moon's not a moon for a night
and these stars will not twinkle and fade out,
and the words in my ears
will resound for the rest of my years.
In the morning I find with delight
not a note of our music is played out.
It will be just as sweet,
and an air that I'll live to repeat:
I greet you ...
REFRAIN
With a song in my heart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a song at the start
but it soon is a hymn to your grace.
When the music swells
I'm touching you hand
It tells that you're standing near, and ..
At the sound of your voice
heaven opens his portals to me.
Can I help but rejoice
that a song such as ours came to be?
But I always knew
I would live life through
with a song in my heart for you.

. . .


There'll be a hot time
In the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marchin' in
I wanna be there boy,
And spread some joy
When they take old Berlin

There'll be a hot time
In the town of Berlin
When the Brooklyn boys begin
To take the joint apart
And tear it down
When they take old Berlin

They're gonna start a row
And show them how
We paint the town back, in Kokomo
They're gonna take a hike
Through Hitler's Reich
And change his 'Heil' to 'What ya know, Joe'

There'll be a hot time
In the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marchin' in
You could never keep 'em happy down on the farm
After they take Berlin

I'm gonna grab a Frau
And show her how
We paint the town back, in Michigan
I'm gonna take a hike
Through Hitler's Reich
And change that 'Heil' to 'Gimme some skin'

There'll be a hot time
In the town of Berlin
When the Yanks go marchin' in
You know that you could never keep 'em happy down on the farm
After they take Berlin

. . .


This lovely day will lengthen into evening, we'll sigh goodbye to all we ever had.
Alone where we have walked together, I'll remember April and be glad.
I'll be content you loved me once in April.
Your lips were warm and love and spring were new.
I'm not afraid of autumn and her sorrow, for I'll remember April and you.
The fire will dwindle into glowing ashes, for flames live such a little while.
I won't forget but I won't be lonely, I'll remember April and smile.

. . .


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