Frank Sinatra - Come Swing With Me ! (1961) by Frank Sinatra (보컬) on maniadb.com

Day by day I'm falling more in love with you
And day by day my love seems to grow
There isn't any end to my devotion
It's deeper dear by far than any ocean
I find that day by day you're making all my dreams come true
And (So) come what may I want you to

Gonna take a sentimental journey
Gonna set my heart at ease
Gonna make a sentimental journey
To renew old memories

I got my bag, I got my reservation
Spent each dime I could afford
Like a child in wild anticipation
I long to hear that: "All aboard!"

Seven, that's the time we leave - at seven
I'll be waiting up for heaven
Counting every mile of railroad track - that moves me back

I never though my heart could be so yearny
Why did I decide to roam
Gotta take a sentimental journey
Sentimental journey home

Writer(s): Lerner/Loewe


What a day this has been
What a rare mood I'm in
Why it's almost like being in love

There's a smile on my face
For the whole human race
Why it's almost like being in love

All the music of life seems to be
(Just) Like a bell that is ringing for me

And from the way that I feel
When the bell starts to peel
I would swear I was falling, I could swear I was falling
- It's almost like being in love

Give me five minutes more, only five minutes more
Let me stay, let me stay in your arms
Here am I, begging for only five minutes more
Only five minutes more of your charms
All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date
Don't you know that Sunday mornin

Writer(s): David/Evans/Altman


Daisy is darling, Iris is sweet
Lily is lovely, Blossom's a treat
Of all the sweethearts - a guy could meet
Well I finally chose an American beauty rose

Camelia's tragic, she can't be mine
Magnolia's magic, it makes Maggie shine
Laurel will hug you, Orchid's divine
Still I finally chose an American beauty rose

She's clingier than Ivy, and she's zingier than black-eyed Susan
And springier than Mabel in June
I'm daffy as a daffodil, it's laughable the way I thrill
When roses are in bloom

Pansy is pretty, Willow is tall
Violet's kisses, tulips (two lips) recall (Violet's kiss is Tulip's recall)
How can I choose one, I love 'em all
Still I finally chose an American beauty rose

Writer(s): Oliver


You'll shout when it hits you - yes indeed!
Yes you'll shout when it hits you - yes indeed!
When the spirit moves you, you'll shout: "hallelujah!"
When it hits you, (you'll) holler (shout) - yes indeed!

Grab your coat and get your hat, leave your worry at the doorstep
Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear that pitter pat and that happy tune is your step
Life can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade
But I'm not afraid 'cause this rover, crossed over

If I never had a cent I'll be as rich as Rockfeller
Gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street

With those blues on parade
Because this rover, it crossed over

If I never had a cent I'll be as loaded as old Rockfeller
With that gold dust 'round my feet
On the sunny side of the street
On the side, at that side of the street that is sunny

That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle that I feel inside
When that elevator starts its ride
Down and down I go, round and round I go
Like a leaf that's caught in the tide

I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name, and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire

You are the lover that I've waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine

Baby down and down I go, all around I go
In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love

Lover, when I'm near you, and I hear you - speak my name
Softly, in my ear you - breathe a flame
Lover, it's immoral, but why quarrel - with our bliss
When, two lips of coral - want to kiss
I say (that) the devil is in you, and to resists you - I try
But if you didn't continue - I would die
Lover, please be tender, when you're tender - fears depart
Lover, I surrender - to my heart

Writer(s): Black


I'm gonna buy a paper doll, that I can call my own
A doll that other fellas cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys - with all their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies, that are real

When I come home at night - she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll, to call my own
Then have a fickle minded - real live girl

corrects a few typos and corrects punctuation:

I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellas cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real

When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl

I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl

I don't know why I should cry over you
Sigh over you, even be blue
I should have known that you'd leave me alone
And break my heart in two

Although you have left me alone to pine
And all of my love was a (big fat) waste of time
Someday your heart will be broken like mine
So why should I cry over you?

You broke my heart you took it apart
So pack up your baggage and beat it
Why should I cry over you?

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to feel low-down
I gotta right to hang around
Down around the river

A certain gal in this old town
Keeps draggin' my poor (old) heart around
All I see, for me is - misery

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan and sigh
I gotta right to sit and cry
Down around the river

I know the deep blue sea
Will soon be callin' me
It must be love - say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues