Sugested Lyrics from Frank Sinatra

After You’ve Gone

After you've gone - and left me cryingAfter you've gone -

Dream Away

Dream away, child; let your dreams run wildOr a lifetime of

The Single Man

live aloneThat hasn't always been easy to doFor just a

My Way Of Life

have you near all the timeWith your dreams

Wives and Lovers

Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up, soon he

You and the Night and the Music

You and the night and the music fill me with flaming

The Curse of an Aching Heart

made me what I am todayI hope you're satisfiedYou

I Could Have Told You

I could have told youShe'd hurt youShe'd love you a whileThen

Anything Goes

olden days a glimpse of stockingWas looked on as something

From Here to Eternity

You vowed your loveFrom here to eternityA love so trueIt never

Sunday

I'm blue every Monday thinkin' over SundayThat one day when I'm

None But the Lonely Heart

None but the lonely heartCan know my sadnessAlone and partedFar from

Careless Hands

I let my heart fall into careless handsCareless hands broke my

Fly Me to the Moon

Fly me to the moonLet me play among the starsLet me

Fly me to the moon with original rap

Spaceward This is gonna pretty cheesy but uhThey say

Gonna Live Till I Die

I'm gonna live till I dieI'm gonna laugh 'stead of cryI'm

Goodbye (She Quietly Says) (2022 Mix)

is no great big endingNo sunset in the skyThere

Half As Lovely (Twice As True)

If your eyes were half as brightThey still would light my

I Have But One Heart (O Marenariello)

I have but one heart, this heart I bring youI have

If I Steal a Kiss

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

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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 feller's father
Well, I can!
I bet that he'll turn 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 mornin's 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 toss 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, hammering 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 theheavyweights
Or a feller that sells you glue
Or President of the United States
That'd be all right, too
His mother would like that
But he wouldn't be President unless he wanted to be
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 bastard'll boss
Him around
And I'll be damned if he'll marry the boss' 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 lorgnet
Say, why am I talkin' on like this?
My kid ain't even been born, yet!
I can see him when he's seventeen or so
And startin' 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?
What would I do with her?
What could I do for her?
A bum with no money!
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 o' neat and petite
Little tin-type of her mother!
What a pair!
I can just hear myself bragging about her!
My little girl
Pink and white
As peaches and cream is she
My little girl
Is half again as bright
As girls are 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 fellers of two and three
But my little girl
Gets hungry ev'ry night and she come home to me!
My little girl, my little girl!
I got to get ready before she comes!
I got to make certain that she
Won't be dragged up in slums
With a lot o' bums like me
She's got to be sheltered
And be dressed in the best 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!

FAQ: Soliloquy by Frank Sinatra

Q. Who sings Soliloquy

A. The hit track Soliloquy is performed by Esm Frank Sinatra

Q. Who wrote the lyrics for Soliloquy

A. All lyrics are written by Frank Sinatra

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