Heres to The Losers — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)

Heres to those who love not too wisely, know not wisely, but too well

To the girl who sighs with envy when she hears that wedding bell

To the guy whod throw a party if he knew someone to call

Heres to the losers, bless them all



Heres to those who drink their dinners when that lady doesnt show

To the girl wholl wait for kisses underneath that mistletoe

To the lonely summer lovers when the leaves begin to fall

Heres to the losers, a-bless them all



Hey, tom, dick and harry, come in out of the rain

Those torches you carry must be drowned in champagne



Heres the last toast of the evening, heres to those who still believe

All the losers will be winners, all the givers shall receive

Heres to trouble-free tomorrows, may your sorrows all be small

Heres to the losers, bless them all



Musical interlude



Hey, tom, dick and harry, come in out of that rain

Those torches you carry must be drowned in champagne



Heres the last toast of the evening, heres to those who still believe

All the losers will be winners, all the givers shall receive

Heres to trouble-free tomorrows, may your sorrows all be small

Heres to the losers, heres to the losers, heres to the losers

Bless them all!