album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

As I approach the prime of my life, I find I have the time of my life
Learning to enjoy at my leisure all the simple pleasures
And so I happily concede
That this is all I ask, this is all I need

Beautiful girls, walk a little slower when you walk by me
Lingering sunsets, stay a little longer with the lonely sea
Children everywhere, when you shoot at bad men, shoot at me
Take me to that strange, enchanted land grown-ups seldom understand

Wandering rainbows, leave a bit of color for my heart to own
Stars in the sky, make my wish come true before the night has flown
And let the music play as long as there’s a song to sing
Then I will stay younger than Spring

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

Some day, when I’m awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight

Yes, you’re lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft
There is nothing for me but to love you
And the way you look tonight

With each word your tenderness grows
Tearin’ my fear apart
And that laugh..wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart

Lovely … Never, never change
Keep that breathless charm
Won’t you please arrange it ? ’cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight

And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
It touches my foolish heart

Lovely … Don’t you ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won’t you please arrange it ? ’cause I love you
a-just the way you look tonight

Mm, Mm Mm, Mm,
Just the way you look tonight

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

I wonder what he’ll think of me
I guess he’ll call me “the old man”
I guess he’ll think I can lick
Ev’ry other fella’s father
Well, I can!

I bet that he turns out to be
The spittin’ image of his dad
But he’ll have more common sense
Than his puddin’-headed father ever had

I’ll teach him to wrassle and dive through a wave
When we go in the morning for our swim
His mother can teach him the way to behave
But she won’t make a sissy out o’ him
Not him! Not my boy! Not Bill!

Bill. I will see that he is named after me, I will.
My boy, Bill, he’ll be tall and tough as a tree, will Bill!
Like a tree he’ll grow with his head held high
And his feet planted firm on the ground
And you won’t see nobody dare to try to boss or toss him around!
No pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully’ll boss him around

I don’t give a damn what he does as long as he does what he likes!
He can sit on his tail or work on a rail with a hammer and hammer in spikes!
He can ferry a boat on a river or peddle a pack on his back
Or work up and down the streets of a town with a whip and a horse and a hack

He can haul a scow along a canal, run a cow around a corral
Or maybe bark for a carousel
Of course, it takes talent to do that well

He might be a champ of the heavyweights or a fella that sells you glue
Or President of the United States, that’d be all right, too

Not Bill!

My boy, Bill he’ll be tall and as tough as a tree, will Bill
Like a tree he’ll grow with his head held high
And his feet planted firm on the ground
And you won’t see nobody dare to try to boss or toss him around!
No fat-bottomed, flabby-faced, pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully’ll boss him around

And I’ll be damned if he’ll marry his boss’s daughter
A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water
Who’ll give him a peck and call it a kiss
And look in his eyes through a *lorgnette*
Hey, why am I takin’ on like this?
My kid ain’t even been born yet!

I can see him when he’s seventeen or so and startin’ in to go with a girl
I can give him lots of pointers, very sound, on the way to get ’round any girl
I can tell him
Wait a minute!
Could it be?
What the hell!
What if he is a girl?
You can have fun with a son
But you got to be a father to a girl

She mighn’t be so bad,at that
A kid with ribbons in her hair!
A kind of neat and petite little tin-type of her mother!
What a pair!

My little girl, pink and white as peaches and cream is she
My little girl is half again as bright as girls were meant to be!
Dozens of boys pursue her, many a likely lad
Does what he can to woo her from her faithful dad

She has a few pink and white young fellas of two and three
But my little girl gets hungry ev’ry night and she comes home to me!

I gotta get ready before she comes
Gotta make certain that she won’t be dragged up in slums with a lot o’ bums like me
She’s gotta be sheltered and fed and dressed in the best that money can buy!
I never knew how to get money but, I’ll try, by God! I’ll try!
I’ll go out and make it or steal it
Or take it or die!

NOTE: From Webster’s Revised Unabridged Dictionary (1913) (web1913)
Lorgnette \Lor`gnette”\n. [F.] An opera glass; pl. elaborate double eyeglasses.

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

Every time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven
Don’t you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven?
You’ll find your fortune’s fallin’ all over the town
Be sure that your umbrella is upside down

Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers
If you want the things you love, you must have showers
So, when you hear it thunder, don’t run under a tree
There’ll be pennies from heaven for you and me

Every time, every time it rains, it’s gonna rain pennies from heaven
Don’t you know every cloud contains lots of pennies from heaven
You’ll find your fortune’s fallin’, baby, all ove

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I’d let the old Earth make a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around, she came

When you meet with the young girls early in the Spring
You court them in song and rhyme
They answer with words and a clover ring
But if you could examine the goods they bring
They have little to offer but the songs they sing
And the plentiful waste of time of day
A plentiful waste of time

Oh, it’s a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn’t got time for the waiting game

Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I’ll spend with you
These precious days I’ll spend with you

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

They call you lady luck
But there is room for doubt
At times you have a very un-lady-like way
Of running out
Your on this date with me
The pickin’s have been lush
And yet before the evening is over
You might give me the brush
You might forget your manners
You might refuse to stay
And so the best that I can do is pray
Luck be lady tonight
Luck be lady tonight
Luck if you’ve been a lady to begin with
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck let a gentleman see
Just how nice a dame you can be
I know the way you’ve treated other guys you’ve been with
Luck be a lady with me
A lady never leaves her escort
It isn’t fair, it isn’t nice
A lady doesn’t wander all over the room
And blow on some other guys dice
Lets keep this party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me baby, I’m the guy that you came in with
Luck be lady tonight
A lady never flirts with strangers
She’d have a hear

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall
Like the seashore clings to the sea
Like you’ll never get rid of your shadow
Frank, you’ll never get rid of me

Let all the others fight and fuss
Whatever happens, we’ve got us.

Me and my shadow
We’re closer than pages that stick in a book
We’re closer than ripples that play in a brook
Strolling down the avenue
Wherever you find him, you’ll find me, just look
Closer than a miser or the bloodhounds to Liza

Me and my shadow
We’re closer than smog when it clings to L.A.
We’re closer than Bobby is to J.F.K.
Not a soul can bust this team in two
We stick together like glue

And when it’s sleeping time
That’s when we rise
We start to swing
Swing to the skies
Our clocks don’t chime
What a surprise
They ring-a-ding-ding!
Happy New Year!

Me and my shadow
And now to repeat what I said at the start
They’ll need a large crowbar to break us apart
We’re alone but far from blue

Before we get finished, we’ll make the town roar
We’ll make all the late spots, and then a few more
We’ll wind up at Jilly’s right after Toot’s Shore
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
(here comes the party!)
For my shadow and me!

Say Frank?
What is it, Sam?
Do me a favor?
What do you want, now?
Would you mind taking it, just one more time?
From the top?
No! From the ending!
Wonderful!

And while we are swinging, to mention a few
We’ll drop in at Danny’s, The Little Club too
But wind up at Jilly’s, whatever we do
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
(Wow!)
For my shadow and me!

Frank?
Oh, forget it Sam.

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

I stand at your gate.
And the song that I sing is of moonlight.
I stand and I wait
For the touch of your hand in the June night.
The roses are singing a moonlight serenade.

The stars are aglow.
And tonight how their light sets me dreaming.
My love, do you know
That your eyes are like stars brightly beaming?
I bring you, and I sing you a moonlight serenade.

Let us stray ’til break of day
In love’s valley of dreams.
Just you and I, a summer sky,
A heavenly breeze, kissin’ the trees.

So don’t let me wait.
Come to me tenderly in the June night.
I stand at your gate
And I sing you a song in the moonlight.
A love song, my darling, a moonlight serenade

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

When they met, the way they smiled, I saw that I was through
Oh, you crazy moon, what did you do?
And when they kissed, they tried to say that it was just in fun
Oh, you crazy moon, look what you’ve done

Once you promised me, you know, that it would never end
You should be ashamed to show your funny face, my friend

There they are, they fell in love, I guess you think that you’re smart
Oh, you crazy moon, you broke my heart

Once you promised me, you know, that it would never end
You should be ashamed to show your funny face, my friend

And there they are, they fell in love, I guess you think that you’re smart
Oh, you crazy moon, you broke my heart

album: Frank Sinatra: The Reprise Collection, Disc 2

Every night was long and gloomy, shadows gathered in the air
No one ever listened to me, no one wondered did I care
None in all the world to love me, none to count that stars that hung
Then the moon came out above me and I saw that it was young

I wished on the moon for something I never knew
Wished on the moon for more than I ever knew
A sweeter rose, a softer sky
An April day that would not dance away

I begged of a star to throw me a beam or two
Wished on a star and asked for a dream or two
I looked for ev’ry loveliness, it all came true
I wished on the moon for you