time you're foundWith your chin on the groundThere a lot

Three coins in the fountainEach one seeking happinessThrown by three hopeful

From the bottom of my heart I love youWhat more can

have been a roverI have walked aloneHiked a hundred highwaysNever

I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo

If you turn me down once more, I'll join the French

Here we all work 'long the MississippiHere we all work while

I've had my moments, I will confessMy fleeting moments of tendernessI

What is there to write? What is there to say?Same things

I'll be loving you alwaysWith a love that's true, alwaysWhen the

Strange music in my earsOnly now as you spoke did it

When you're awake the things you thinkCome from the dream you

That old black magic has me in its spellThat old black

Frank SinatraMiscellaneousDance Ballerina DanceDance, ballerina, danceAnd do your pirouette in rhythm

Black NightBlack Night'neath the silentStarry lightHere I waitFor your footsteps nowYou

O give me land, lots of land, and the starry skies

Sinatra me to the moon let me play among

you met Miss Jones?Someone said as we shook handsShe

di "I am a fool to want a fool

Here am I, mad about you, mad about youI can't lie,