Like moonlight looks on a country side, like a rose that's

got the horse right hereThe name is Paul RevereAnd here's

lean baby, tall and thinFive feet seven of bones

I know there were a hundred ways to tell her I

I reached the age of forty somewhat sooner than expectedLiving at

night is the loneliest night of the week'Cause that's the

Chicago, Chicago, that toddling townChicago, Chicago, I will show you around,I

fly with me, let's fly, let's fly awayIf you

Rain falling from the skiesLike lonely tears through misty eyesRain streaming

time it rainsIt rains pennies from heavenDon't you know

The night is bitterThe stars have lost their glitterThe winds grow

night when we were youngLove was a star, a

you were very youngThe world was younger than youAs merry

Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'In the lane, snow is glisteningA

What can I do to prove it to you that I'm

Frank SinatraMiscellaneousIf Loveliness Were MusicIf loveliness were musicI'd hear a symphony

Frank Sinatra: Sammy Davis. Sam. Come here Jimmy Koogan. I'm going

Sweet summer breeze, whispering treesStars shining softly aboveRoses in bloom, wafted

Step right up and step insideYou ain't seen nothing yetLife's a

Let's get lost, lost in each other's armsLet's get lost, let