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Sinatra Saloon Medley (Live At The Birdland Theater/2021)
Jim Caruso,
Billy Stritch
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Oh, Rob, really give us saloon-y
Oh, this is really, yeah
Blues-y
Really blues-y light
Yeah, dark, dark is what I'm saying, yes
Oh, look how much better we look
In the wee small hours of the morning
When the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and dream about the girl
And never, ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she'd call
In the wee small hours of the morning
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all
It's quarter to three
There's no one in the place
Except you and me
So set them up, Joe
I got a little story
You ought to know
We're drinking, my friend
To celebrate our wedding
To the end of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I know the routine
So put another nickel
In the machine
I'm feeling so bad
I wish you'd make the music dreamy
And sad
Could tell you a lot
But you've got to be true
To your code
Make it one for me
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
You'd never know it
Well, I'm a kind of poet
And I've got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy
You just can't tell me what to do
Gotta listen to me
Till it's all talked away
Try to think
That love's not around
Still it's uncomfortably near
My old heart
Ain't got a clue
Gainin' no ground
Because my angel eyes
Ain't here
Angel eyes
That old devil sent
They glow unbearably bright
Need I say
That my love's misplaced
Misspent
Misspent with angel eyes tonight
So drink up
All you people
Order anything you see
Have fun
You happy people
The drink
And the light
Lefts on me
Pardon me
But I gotta run
The facts uncommonly clear
Gotta find out
Who's now number one
And why my angel eyes
Ain't here
Excuse me
While I disappear
Well that's how it goes
And Joe
I see you're getting
Anxious to clone
In the wasteful hours of morning
Thanks for the cheer
And I'm sorry
I hope you didn't mind me
Bending your knees
It's the time you miss her most of all
This torch that I found
Must be drowned
Or it soon
Might explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more
For my baby
For the road
But long
Long
Roo-o-o-o-o-oo-ooo-oe
Along
Mom
Look only on us
Thank you.
Oh, this is really, yeah
Blues-y
Really blues-y light
Yeah, dark, dark is what I'm saying, yes
Oh, look how much better we look
In the wee small hours of the morning
When the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and dream about the girl
And never, ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she'd call
In the wee small hours of the morning
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all
It's quarter to three
There's no one in the place
Except you and me
So set them up, Joe
I got a little story
You ought to know
We're drinking, my friend
To celebrate our wedding
To the end of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I know the routine
So put another nickel
In the machine
I'm feeling so bad
I wish you'd make the music dreamy
And sad
Could tell you a lot
But you've got to be true
To your code
Make it one for me
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
You'd never know it
Well, I'm a kind of poet
And I've got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy
You just can't tell me what to do
Gotta listen to me
Till it's all talked away
Try to think
That love's not around
Still it's uncomfortably near
My old heart
Ain't got a clue
Gainin' no ground
Because my angel eyes
Ain't here
Angel eyes
That old devil sent
They glow unbearably bright
Need I say
That my love's misplaced
Misspent
Misspent with angel eyes tonight
So drink up
All you people
Order anything you see
Have fun
You happy people
The drink
And the light
Lefts on me
Pardon me
But I gotta run
The facts uncommonly clear
Gotta find out
Who's now number one
And why my angel eyes
Ain't here
Excuse me
While I disappear
Well that's how it goes
And Joe
I see you're getting
Anxious to clone
In the wasteful hours of morning
Thanks for the cheer
And I'm sorry
I hope you didn't mind me
Bending your knees
It's the time you miss her most of all
This torch that I found
Must be drowned
Or it soon
Might explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more
For my baby
For the road
But long
Long
Roo-o-o-o-o-oo-ooo-oe
Along
Mom
Look only on us
Thank you.
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