Frank Sinatra

The tables are empty - the dance floor's deserted;
You play the same love song - it's the tenth time you've heard it.
That's the beginning just one of the clues;
You've had your first lesson - in learnin' the blues.
The cigarettes you light - one after another
Won't help you forget her and the way that you love her.
You're only burnin' a torch you can't lose,
But you're on the right track for learnin' the blues.
Bridge:
When you're at home alone,
The blues will taunt you constantly;
When you're out in a crowd,
The blues will haunt your memory.
The nights when you don't sleep the whole night you're cryin',
But you can't forget her -- soon you even stop tryin'.
You'll walk that floor and wear out your shoes;
When you feel your heart break. you're learnin' the blues.
Repeat Bridge:
The nights when you don't sleep the whole night you're cryin';
But you can't forget her -- soon you even stop tryin'.
You'll walk that floor and wear out your shoes;
When you feel your heart break, you're learnin' the blues.
Coda:
When you feel your heart break, you're learnin' the blues.