| <Frank Sinatra> page <The Capitol Years (1954-1962, CD 7 - This Is Sinatra)> album page |
The Gal That Got AwayThe night is bitterThe stars have lost their glitter The winds grow colder Suddenly youre 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 Shes run off and undone you That great beginning Has seen its final inning I dont know what happened Its 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 wheres she gone? - where has she gone? The road gets rougher… |