Текст песни Frank Sinatra - Heres to The Losers
Frank Sinatra - Heres to The Losers слова песни
Heres to those who love not too wisely, know not wisely, but too wellTo the girl who sighs with envy when she hears that wedding bellTo the guy whod throw a party if he knew someone to callHeres to the losers, bless them allHeres to those who drink their dinners when that lady doesnt showTo the girl wholl wait for kisses underneath that mistletoeTo the lonely summer lovers when the leaves begin to fallHeres to the losers, a-bless them allHey, tom, dick and harry, come in out of the rainThose torches you carry must be drowned in champagneHeres the last toast of the evening, heres to those who still believeAll the losers will be winners, all the givers shall receiveHeres to trouble-free tomorrows, may your sorrows all be smallHeres to the losers, bless them allMusical interludeHey, tom, dick and harry, come in out of that rainThose torches you carry must be drowned in champagneHeres the last toast of the evening, heres to those who still believeAll the losers will be winners, all the givers shall receiveHeres to trouble-free tomorrows, may your sorrows all be smallHeres to the losers, heres to the losers, heres to the losersBless them all!