Cycles Lyrics
| Song | Cycles |
| Artist | Frank Sinatra |
| Album | Cycles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics：Gayle Caldwell Music：Gayle Caldwell Arranger：Don Costa | |
| So I'm down and so I'm out | |
| But so are many others | |
| So I feel like tryin' to hide | |
| My head 'neath these covers | |
| Life is like the seasons | |
| After winter comes the spring | |
| So I'll keep this smile awhile | |
| And see what tomorrow brings | |
| I've been told and I believe | |
| That life is meant for livin' | |
| And even when my chips are low | |
| There's still some left for givin' | |
| I've been many places | |
| Maybe not as far as you | |
| So I think I'll stay awhile | |
| And see if some dreams come true | |
| There isn't much that I have learned | |
| Through all my foolish years | |
| Except that life keeps runnin' in cycles | |
| First there's laughter, then those tears | |
| But I'll keep my head up high | |
| Although I'm kinda tired | |
| My gal just up and left last week | |
| Friday I got fired | |
| You know it's almost funny | |
| But things can't get worse than now | |
| So I'll keep on tryin' to sing | |
| But please, just don't ask me how |
| Lyrics: Gayle Caldwell Music: Gayle Caldwell Arranger: Don Costa | |
| So I' m down and so I' m out | |
| But so are many others | |
| So I feel like tryin' to hide | |
| My head ' neath these covers | |
| Life is like the seasons | |
| After winter comes the spring | |
| So I' ll keep this smile awhile | |
| And see what tomorrow brings | |
| I' ve been told and I believe | |
| That life is meant for livin' | |
| And even when my chips are low | |
| There' s still some left for givin' | |
| I' ve been many places | |
| Maybe not as far as you | |
| So I think I' ll stay awhile | |
| And see if some dreams come true | |
| There isn' t much that I have learned | |
| Through all my foolish years | |
| Except that life keeps runnin' in cycles | |
| First there' s laughter, then those tears | |
| But I' ll keep my head up high | |
| Although I' m kinda tired | |
| My gal just up and left last week | |
| Friday I got fired | |
| You know it' s almost funny | |
| But things can' t get worse than now | |
| So I' ll keep on tryin' to sing | |
| But please, just don' t ask me how |
| Lyrics: Gayle Caldwell Music: Gayle Caldwell Arranger: Don Costa | |
| So I' m down and so I' m out | |
| But so are many others | |
| So I feel like tryin' to hide | |
| My head ' neath these covers | |
| Life is like the seasons | |
| After winter comes the spring | |
| So I' ll keep this smile awhile | |
| And see what tomorrow brings | |
| I' ve been told and I believe | |
| That life is meant for livin' | |
| And even when my chips are low | |
| There' s still some left for givin' | |
| I' ve been many places | |
| Maybe not as far as you | |
| So I think I' ll stay awhile | |
| And see if some dreams come true | |
| There isn' t much that I have learned | |
| Through all my foolish years | |
| Except that life keeps runnin' in cycles | |
| First there' s laughter, then those tears | |
| But I' ll keep my head up high | |
| Although I' m kinda tired | |
| My gal just up and left last week | |
| Friday I got fired | |
| You know it' s almost funny | |
| But things can' t get worse than now | |
| So I' ll keep on tryin' to sing | |
| But please, just don' t ask me how |
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