Frank Sinatra — The Gal That Got Away

The night is bitter The stars have lost their glitter The winds grow colder Suddenly you're a lot 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 its final inning Don't know what happened It's all a crazy game No more, that all time thrill For you've been though 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 she gone to? The road gets rougher It's lonelier and it's tougher With hope you burn up Tomorrow she may turn up There just no let up The live long night and day Ever since this world began There is nothing sadder than A lost lost loser Looking for the gal who got away Please come back Won't you come back The gal that got away