| Song | Weep They Will |
| Artist | Frank Sinatra |
| Album | The Capitol Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Carl Fischer/Bill Carey Arranger:Nelson Rillde | |
| Weep they will, will the lads down the street | |
| When they find that you're promised to me. | |
| Weep they will, as their heart's lose a beat | |
| At the thought you'll no longer be free. | |
| Oh, smug, am I; warm and snug am I, | |
| When you're close in my arms just like this. | |
| It's so easy to see they're jealous of me. | |
| There's so much love they will miss. | |
| Weep they will, at the sound of the news | |
| That we're seen all over the town. | |
| Eyes will fill, but they still will refuse | |
| To believe you've turned them all down. | |
| I don't blame them, I don't blame them, | |
| They've lost the sweet victory. | |
| And weep they will, oh, weep they will, | |
| When they find you're promised to me. | |
| (Musical interlude) | |
| I don't blame them, I don't blame them, | |
| They've lost the sweet victory. | |
| And weep they will, oh, weep they will, | |
| When they find you're promised to me. |
| Written: Carl Fischer Bill Carey Arranger: Nelson Rillde | |
| Weep they will, will the lads down the street | |
| When they find that you' re promised to me. | |
| Weep they will, as their heart' s lose a beat | |
| At the thought you' ll no longer be free. | |
| Oh, smug, am I warm and snug am I, | |
| When you' re close in my arms just like this. | |
| It' s so easy to see they' re jealous of me. | |
| There' s so much love they will miss. | |
| Weep they will, at the sound of the news | |
| That we' re seen all over the town. | |
| Eyes will fill, but they still will refuse | |
| To believe you' ve turned them all down. | |
| I don' t blame them, I don' t blame them, | |
| They' ve lost the sweet victory. | |
| And weep they will, oh, weep they will, | |
| When they find you' re promised to me. | |
| Musical interlude | |
| I don' t blame them, I don' t blame them, | |
| They' ve lost the sweet victory. | |
| And weep they will, oh, weep they will, | |
| When they find you' re promised to me. |
| Written: Carl Fischer Bill Carey Arranger: Nelson Rillde | |
| Weep they will, will the lads down the street | |
| When they find that you' re promised to me. | |
| Weep they will, as their heart' s lose a beat | |
| At the thought you' ll no longer be free. | |
| Oh, smug, am I warm and snug am I, | |
| When you' re close in my arms just like this. | |
| It' s so easy to see they' re jealous of me. | |
| There' s so much love they will miss. | |
| Weep they will, at the sound of the news | |
| That we' re seen all over the town. | |
| Eyes will fill, but they still will refuse | |
| To believe you' ve turned them all down. | |
| I don' t blame them, I don' t blame them, | |
| They' ve lost the sweet victory. | |
| And weep they will, oh, weep they will, | |
| When they find you' re promised to me. | |
| Musical interlude | |
| I don' t blame them, I don' t blame them, | |
| They' ve lost the sweet victory. | |
| And weep they will, oh, weep they will, | |
| When they find you' re promised to me. |