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Frank Sinatra


Gal That Got Away, The
Garden in the Rain,A
Get Me to the Church On Time
Gimme a Little Kiss
Girl from Ipanema, The
Glad to Be Unhappy
Go, Tell It On the Mountain
Golden Earrings
Good-Bye
Goody, Goody
Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry


Gal That Got Away, The

The night is bitter
The stars have lost their glitter
The winds grow colder
Suddenly you're a lot older
And all because of the gal that got away

No more her eager call
The writing is on the wall
All those dreams you dreamed
They have all gone astray

The gal who won you
She's run off and undone you
That great beginning
Has seen its final inning
I don't know what happened
It's all a crazy game

No more - no more that all time thrill
Because you have been put though the mill
And never a new love 
Will ever be the same

Good riddance good-bye
Every trick of hers you are on to
But fools will be fools 
And where's she gone? - Where has she gone?

The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and it's tougher
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow maybe she'll turn up
There ain't no let up
Live long night, night and day

Ever since, (since) this world began
There ain't nothin' sadder than 
A long lost loser
Lookin' for his gal who got away

Please come back
Won't you come back
 


A Garden in the Rain
'Twas just a garden in the rain
Close to a little leafy lane
A touch of color - 'neath skies of gray

The raindrops kissed the flower beds
The blossoms raised their thirsty heads
A perfumed thank you they seemed to say

Surely here I was charmed beyond compare - to view
Maybe it was just that I was there - with you

'Twas just a garden in the rain
But then the (that) sun came out again
And sent us happily on our way

Get Me to the Church On Time 
 
I'm gettin' married in the morning
Ding-dong the bells are gonna chime
We'll have a whopper, pull out the stopper
Get me to the church on time

I've got to get there in the morning
Spruced up and lookin' in my prime
Pull out your compass, kick up a rompass
Get me to the church on time

If I am dancing roll up the floor
If I am whistling, out the door

I'm gettin'' married in the morning
Ding-ding-dong they're gonna chime
Girls come and kiss me, say that you'll miss me
Get me to the church on time

Gimme a Little Kiss 
  
Gimme a little kiss, will you, huh?
Whadda ya gonna miss, will you, huh?
Gosh oh gee, why do you refuse?
I can't see what you gonna lose.
Gimme a little squeeze, will you, huh?
Why do you wanna make me blue?
I wouldn't say a word if I were asking for the world,
But what's a little kiss between a fella and his girl?
Gimme a little kiss, will you, huh?
And I'll give it right back to you.


Girl from Ipanema, The
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah

When she walks, she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh

(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see)
(She just doesn't see, she never sees me,...)

Glad to Be Unhappy  

 Look at yourself, if you had a sense of humor
You would laugh to beat the band
Look at yourself, do you still believe the rumor
That romance is simply grand?

Since you took it right on the chin
You have lost that bright toothpaste grin
My mental state is all a-jumble
I sit around and sadly mumble

Fools rush in, so here I am
Very glad to be unhappy
I can't win, but here I am
More than glad to be unhappy

Unrequited love's a bore
And I've got it pretty bad
But for someone you adore
It's a pleasure to be sad

Like a straying baby lamb
With no mammy and no pappy
I'm so unhappy
But oh, so glad!


Go, Tell It On the Mountain 
  
When I was a leaner
I sought truth night and day.
I asked our Lord to help me
And he showed me the way.

Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere.
Go, tell it on the mountain:
that Jesus Christ is born

He made me a watchman
Upon the city wall,
and if I am a christian,
I am the least of all

Go, tell ...

Golden Earrings
There's a story the gypsies know is true.
That when your love wears golden earrings, he belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very few.
But if you wear these golden earrings, love will come to you.
By the burning fire, they will glow with every coal.
You will hear desire whisper low inside your soul.
So be my gypsy, make love your guiding light.
And let this pair of golden earrings, cast their spell tonight.

Good-Bye

There is no great big ending
No sunset in the sky
There is no string ensemble
And she doesn't even cry
And just as I begin to say
That we should make another try
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye
There is no big explosion
No tempest in the tea
The world does not stop turning round
There's no big tragedy
Sitting in a coffee shop
With cheesecake and some apple pie
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye
Good-bye
Said so easily
Good-bye
Said so quietly
Good-bye good-bye good-bye
Just two always strangers avoid each other's eyes
One still make believing
One still telling lies
She tells me that I'm not to blame
But when I ask the reason why
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye
Good-bye
Said so easily
Good-bye
Said so quietly
Good-bye good-bye good-bye
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye

Goody, Goody
So you met someone who set you back on your heals - goody, goody
You met someone and now you know how it feels - goody, goody
You gave him your heart too
Just as I gave mine to you
And he broke it in little pieces
Now how do you do

You lie awake just singing the blues all night - goody, goody
And you think that loves a barrel of dynamite
Hooray and hallelujah
You had it coming to y'a
Goody goody for him, goody goody for me
I hope your satisfied you rascal you
I hope your satisfied 'cause you got yours

Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry
The torch I carry is handsome
It's worth its heartache in ransom
Now when that twilight steals
I know how the lady in the harbor feels

When I want rain, I get sunny weather
I'm just as blue, blue as the sky
Since love has gone, I can't get myself together
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry

My friend ask me out, but I tell them I'm busy
I've got to get a new alibi
I hang around at home, and ask myself: "Where is she?"
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry

Dry little tear drops, my little tear drops
Moving on a stream of dreams
My little memories, those precious memories
Remind me of our crazy schemes

Then somebody says, just forget about her
But I gave that treatment a try
Strangely enough, I got along without her
Then one day she passed me right by - oh well
I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry


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