| <Frank Sinatra> page <The Capitol Years (1954-1962, CD 7 - This Is Sinatra)> album page |
Learnin' The BluesThe tables are emptyThe dance floor's deserted You play the same love song It's the tenth time you've heard it That's the beginning Just one of the clues You've had your first lesson In learnin' the blues The cigarettes you light One after another Won't help you forget her And the way that you love her You're only burnin' A torch you can't lose But you're on the right track For learnin' the blues When you're at home alone The blues will taunt you constantly When you're out in a crowd The blues will haunt your memory The nights when you don't sleep The whole night you're cryin' But you can't forget her Soon you even stop tryin' You'll walk that floor And wear out your shoes When you feel your heart break You're learnin' the blues When you're at home… |