歌手: Frank Sinatra
时长: 08:02
Soliloquy Part 1 - Frank Sinatra (法兰克·辛纳屈)[00:00:00]
I wonder what he'll think of me[00:00:08]
I guess he'll call me the "old man"[00:00:12]
I guess he'll think I can lick[00:00:16]
Every other feller's father[00:00:18]
Well I can [00:00:21]
I bet that he'll turn out to be[00:00:26]
The spitting image of his dad[00:00:30]
But he'll have more common sense[00:00:34]
Than his puddin-headed father ever had[00:00:36]
I'll teach him to wrassle[00:00:43]
And dive through a wave[00:00:45]
When we go in the mornin's for our swim[00:00:47]
His mother can teach him[00:00:50]
The way to behave[00:00:51]
But she won't make a sissy out him[00:00:52]
Not him Not my boy Not Bill [00:00:56]
My boy Bill I will see that he is named after me I will [00:01:09]
My boy Bill He'll be tall[00:01:18]
And tough as a tree will Bill [00:01:21]
Like a tree he'll grow[00:01:26]
With his head held high[00:01:29]
And his feet planted firm on the ground[00:01:31]
And you won't see nobody dare to try[00:01:34]
To boss or toss him around [00:01:39]
No pot-bellied baggy-eyed bully'll toss him around[00:01:42]
I don't give a damn what he does[00:01:52]
As long as he does what he likes [00:01:54]
He can sit on his tail[00:01:57]
Or work on a rail[00:01:58]
With a hammer hammering spikes [00:01:59]
He can ferry a boat on a river[00:02:02]
Or peddle a pack on his back[00:02:04]
Or work up and down[00:02:07]
The streets of a town[00:02:08]
With a whip and a horse and a hack[00:02:09]
He can haul a scow along a canal[00:02:12]
Run a cow around a corral[00:02:16]
Or even bark for a carousel[00:02:20]
Of course it takes talent to do that well[00:02:25]
He might be a champ of theheavyweights[00:02:30]
Or a feller that sells you glue[00:02:33]
Or President of the United States[00:02:35]
That'd be all right too[00:02:40]
His mother would like that[00:02:45]
But he wouldn't be President unless he wanted to be[00:02:47]
Not Bill [00:02:49]
My boy Bill He'll be tall[00:02:53]
And as tough as a tree will Bill[00:02:56]
Like a tree he'll grow[00:02:59]
With his head held high[00:03:03]
And his feet planted firm on the ground[00:03:05]
And you won't see nobody dare to try[00:03:08]
To boss or toss him around [00:03:13]
No fat-bottomed flabby-faced [00:03:16]
Pot-bellied baggy-eyed bastard'll boss[00:03:19]
Him around[00:03:22]
And I'll be damned if he'll marry the boss' daughter[00:03:27]
A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water[00:03:31]
Who'll give him a peck[00:03:34]
And call it a kiss[00:03:35]
And look in his eyes through a lorgnet[00:03:37]
Say why am I talkin' on like this [00:03:42]
My kid ain't even been born yet[00:03:46]