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LEARNING' THE BLUES - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)
Written by：SILVERS
The tables are empty
The 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 those clues
You've had your first lesson
In learning 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 burning
A touch you can't lose
But you're on the right track
For learning the blues
When you're at home alone
The blues will touch 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 crying
But you can't forget her
Soon you even stop trying
You'll walk that floor
And wear out your shoes
When you feel your heart break
You're learning the blues
When you're at home alone
The blues will touch you constantly
When you're out in a crowd
Those blues will haunt your memory
The nights when you don't sleep
That whole night you're crying
But you can't forget her
Soon you even stop trying
You'll walk the floor
And you wear out your shoes
When you feel your heart break
You're learning those blues
