yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom

Frank I was twenty-oneIt was a very good yearIt

I like New York in JuneHow about you?I like a Gershwin

love me to the moonLet me play among

And now the sun has broken throughIt looks like it will

Old WatertownNothing much happenin'Down on Main'Cept a little rainOld WatertownEveryone knowsThe

now, the end is nearAnd so I face the

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far awayNow they look as

I wonder what he'll think of meI guess he'll call me

Alone from night to night you'll find meToo weak to break

I won't dance, don't ask meI won't dance, don't ask meI

Soft as a raindrop, fresh as the seaWarm as the sunshine

The shadow of your smile, when you have goneWill color all

On the island of StromboliRecklessly, I gave my heartOn the island

Frank SinatraMiscellaneousI Cried For You (Now It's Your Turn To Cry

I could have married Imogene, or Josephine or MameAnd I could

If I only had a match, then my cares I'd soon

If I steal a kiss, dear, I'll surely return it somedayIf

Drowsy morning sunlight, gentle kisses for my loveIt's Sunday, it's SundayShe

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want