The Gal That Got Away - Original Studio (Original Studio)

The Gal That Got Away - Original Studio (Original Studio) - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

The night is bitter

The stars have lost their glitter

The winds grow colder

And suddenly you're older

And all because of the gal that got away

No more her eager call

The writing's on the wall

The dreams you dreamed

Have all gone astray

The gal that won you

Has run off and undone you

That great beginning

Has seen the final inning

Don't know what happened

It's all a crazy game

No more that all time thrill

For you've been through the mill

And never a new love

Will be the same

Good riddance goodbye

Every trick of hers you're on to

But fools will be fools

And where's she gone to

The road gets rougher

It's lonelier and tougher

With hope you burn up

Tomorrow she may turn up

There's just no ladder

Live long night and day

Ever since this world began

There is nothing sadder than

A lost lost loser

Looking for the gal that got away

Please come back

Won't you come back

The gal that got away