| Song | The Future |
| Artist | Frank Sinatra |
| Album | Trilogy: Past, Present & Future |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Gordon Jenkins | |
| Arranger:Gordon Jenkins Artist:With The Los Angeles Philharmonic Symphony Orchest | |
| [Alto solo by Beverly Jenkins] (chorus) | |
| [Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told,] | |
| [I'm gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told.] | |
| [I'm gonna say please, missus gypsy, tell me what the future will hold.] | |
| (Hurry your deck of cards and your crystal ball) | |
| (For there you will see that you will pray for light) | |
| (The future will almost certainly be whatever you want it to be,) | |
| (But with rockets and picks, from music and jetsam) | |
| (There's no butt that you can push, and push,) | |
| (Let your imagination burst into flame) | |
| (And it will let you do whatever you damn well to do, do,do). | |
| Given a choice I would choose to have a magic wand that I could use, | |
| To draw a melody, from that enchanted blade of grass | |
| And cheese and wood and wind and sea. | |
| I would stand there, dig a grave, and quietly say, | |
| Ladies and Gentlemen, play for me, play for me. | |
| (and the orchestra plays a beautiful melody) |
| Written: Gordon Jenkins | |
| Arranger: Gordon Jenkins Artist: With The Los Angeles Philharmonic Symphony Orchest | |
| Alto solo by Beverly Jenkins chorus | |
| Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told, | |
| I' m gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told. | |
| I' m gonna say please, missus gypsy, tell me what the future will hold. | |
| Hurry your deck of cards and your crystal ball | |
| For there you will see that you will pray for light | |
| The future will almost certainly be whatever you want it to be, | |
| But with rockets and picks, from music and jetsam | |
| There' s no butt that you can push, and push, | |
| Let your imagination burst into flame | |
| And it will let you do whatever you damn well to do, do, do. | |
| Given a choice I would choose to have a magic wand that I could use, | |
| To draw a melody, from that enchanted blade of grass | |
| And cheese and wood and wind and sea. | |
| I would stand there, dig a grave, and quietly say, | |
| Ladies and Gentlemen, play for me, play for me. | |
| and the orchestra plays a beautiful melody |
| Written: Gordon Jenkins | |
| Arranger: Gordon Jenkins Artist: With The Los Angeles Philharmonic Symphony Orchest | |
| Alto solo by Beverly Jenkins chorus | |
| Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told, | |
| I' m gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told. | |
| I' m gonna say please, missus gypsy, tell me what the future will hold. | |
| Hurry your deck of cards and your crystal ball | |
| For there you will see that you will pray for light | |
| The future will almost certainly be whatever you want it to be, | |
| But with rockets and picks, from music and jetsam | |
| There' s no butt that you can push, and push, | |
| Let your imagination burst into flame | |
| And it will let you do whatever you damn well to do, do, do. | |
| Given a choice I would choose to have a magic wand that I could use, | |
| To draw a melody, from that enchanted blade of grass | |
| And cheese and wood and wind and sea. | |
| I would stand there, dig a grave, and quietly say, | |
| Ladies and Gentlemen, play for me, play for me. | |
| and the orchestra plays a beautiful melody |