Soliloquy-Frank Sinatra

[ti:Soliloquy] [ar:Frank Sinatra] [al:Frank Sinatra Sings Rodgers & Hammerstein] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Soliloquy (神々が恋した幻想郷) - Frank Sinatra (法兰克·辛纳屈) [00:08.26]I wonder what he'll think of me [00:11.66] [00:12.21]I guess he'll call me "the old man" [00:15.60] [00:16.18]I guess he'll think I can lick [00:18.19]Every other fella's father [00:21.02]Well I can [00:24.19] [00:26.50]I bet that he turns out to be [00:29.64] [00:30.18]The spittin' image of his dad [00:33.36] [00:34.05]But he'll have more common sense [00:36.07]Than his puddin'-headed father ever had [00:43.02] [00:43.72]I'll teach him to wrassle and dive through a wave [00:46.82]When we go in the morning for our swim [00:48.92] [00:49.74]His mother can teach him the way to behave [00:52.36]But she won't make a sissy out o' him [00:54.48] [00:55.73]Not him Not my boy Not Bill [01:03.88] [01:09.31]My boy Bill [01:10.76]I will see that he is named after me I will [01:16.36] [01:17.83]My boy Bill [01:19.16]He'll be tall and tough as a tree will Bill [01:24.68] [01:25.46]Like a tree he'll grow with his head held high [01:29.22] [01:29.73]And his feet planted firm on the ground [01:32.68] [01:33.43]And you won't see nobody dare [01:36.37]To try to boss or toss him around [01:40.25] [01:40.99]No pot-bellied baggy-eyed bully'll boss him around [01:47.19] [01:50.86]I don't give a damn what he does [01:53.04]As long as he does what he likes [01:55.04]He can sit on his tail or work on a rail [01:57.27]With a hammer and hammer in spikes [01:58.90] [02:00.32]He can ferry a boat on a river [02:02.12] [02:02.64]Or peddle a pack on his back [02:04.17] [02:04.82]Or work up and down the streets of a town [02:07.10]With a whip and a horse and a hack [02:08.92] [02:09.60]He can haul a scow along a canal [02:13.44] [02:14.31]Run a cow around a corral [02:17.77] [02:18.46]Or even bark for a carousel [02:22.20] [02:23.43]Of course it takes talent to do that well [02:28.52] [02:29.37]He might be a champ of the heavyweights [02:31.81]Or a fella that sells you glue [02:33.92]Or President of the United States [02:38.30] [02:39.21]That'd be all right too [02:44.35]His mother would like that [02:45.92]But he wouldn't be President [02:46.77]Unless he wanted to be [02:48.15]Not Bill [02:48.96] [02:50.99]My boy Bill he'll be tall [02:53.34]And as tough as a tree will Bill [02:58.32]Like a tree he'll grow with his head held high [03:02.55]And his feet planted firm on the ground [03:05.56] [03:06.35]And you won't see nobody dare to try [03:10.49]To boss or toss him around [03:13.03] [03:13.84]No fat-bottomed flabby-faced pot-bellied [03:17.06]Baggy-eyed bully'll boss him around [03:20.33] [03:25.42]And I'll be damned [03:26.25]If he'll marry his boss's daughter [03:28.82]A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water [03:31.88]Who'll give him a peck and call it a kiss [03:34.81]And look in his eyes through a lorgnette [03:39.28] [03:40.06]Say why am I takin' on like this [03:43.86] [03:44.73]My kid ain't even been born yet [03:47.40] [03:48.77]I can see him when he's seventeen [03:53.11]Or so and startin' in to go with a girl [04:00.06] [04:01.47]I can give him lots of pointers very sound [04:04.89] [04:06.96]On the way to get 'round any girl [04:13.49]I can tell him [04:15.32] [04:17.14]Wait a minute [04:18.02] [04:19.85]Could it be [04:20.58] [04:22.11]What the hell [04:22.99] [04:24.56]What if he is a girl [04:26.44] [04:42.54]You can have fun with a son [04:44.97] [04:46.26]But you got to be a father to a girl [04:53.14] [04:55.48]She mighn't be so bad at that [04:58.97] [05:00.10]A kid with ribbons in her hair [05:04.25] [05:05.37]A kind of neat and petite little tin-type of her mother [05:11.08] [05:11.71]What a pair [05:16.97] [05:54.69]My little girl pink and white [06:00.97]As peaches and cream is she [06:06.12] [06:06.93]My little girl is half again as bright [06:12.56] [06:13.33]As girls were meant to be [06:19.44] [06:20.45]Dozens of boys pursue her many a likely lad [06:30.25] [06:31.24]Does what he can to woo her [06:35.35] [06:36.68]From her faithful dad [06:41.06] [06:42.30]She has a few pink and white young fellas [06:48.47]Of two and three [06:51.77] [06:52.68]But my little girl gets hungry ev'ry night [06:58.72] [06:59.54]And she comes home to me [07:06.08] [07:08.41]I gotta get ready before she comes [07:11.32] [07:12.31]I Gotta make certain that she won't be dragged up [07:17.18]In slums with a lot o' bums like me [07:23.00] [07:24.27]She's gotta be sheltered and fed [07:27.16]And dressed in the best that money can buy [07:32.91]I never knew how to get money but [07:36.92]I'll try by God I'll try [07:42.71]I'll go out and make it or take it [07:47.97] [07:48.48]Or steal it or die