Woorden: Frank Sinatra. A Long Night.

Long night, it's a long night, my friend
The barrooms and the back street's dead end
Sometimes I thought I saw the sunrise
And good times in the air
It was just, it was just another big town
With midnight's neon glare

Long night, it's a long night, I know
The bus rides and the, "Nowhere to go"

I've seen what the street corners
Do to things like love and dreams
Seen what the bottle can do to a man
With his hopes and his schemes

A long night, what a long night it has been
The wheelers and the dealers they win
I've tasted the 90-proof gin
And chased it away with the blues
I rarely paid debts that I owed
But I sure have paid my dues

No daylight, just a long night for me