Don't Cry Joe
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go
Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go

You got to realize this is the wind-up
You're gonna feel much better once you make your mind up
Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go

So you lost your gal, it's happened many times before
So you sit and mope like a dope, what's that good for
Get a hold of yourself, forget her, you lived long before you met her
There're lots of other girls, so I say

Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go
Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go
(You got to realize this is the wind-up
You'll feel much better once you made your mind up)
Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go

Take a look around and see just what you're missing
You'll soon forget your troubles, Joe, if you'd only listen




So don't cry, Joe, let her go (better forget 'er), let her go, Joe, let her go
(Poor Joe)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Frank Sinatra's Don't Cry Joe, are designed to be a soulful encouragement to a heartbroken Joe. The song has a slow, mournful melody to it, that evokes emotions of sadness and longing. Throughout the song, Frank encourages Joe to let go of his long-lost love, and not to dwell on the past. By constantly repeating the line "Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go," Sinatra is making a case for Joe to accept the break-up and move on with his life.


Sinatra's lyrics also acknowledge that heartbreak is not a new phenomenon, nor an unusual one. "So you lost your gal, it's happened many times before. So you sit and mope like a dope, what's that good for?" is an acknowledgement that break-ups are a natural part of life and that Joe is not alone in his situation. Sinatra's advice to Joe is to "get a hold of yourself, forget her, you lived long before you met her. There're lots of other girls", meaning that Joe will eventually heal and find love again.


Overall, Don't Cry Joe is a song about picking oneself up after a break-up, and moving on with life. The song acts as a comforting reminder that despite the pain, life goes on, and there are endless possibilities for new love and happiness.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go
Encouragement to let go of a lost love and move on.


You got to realize this is the wind-up
Acknowledgement that the relationship has come to an end.


You're gonna feel much better once you make your mind up
Belief that making the decision to move on will lead to a sense of relief.


So you lost your gal, it's happened many times before
Putting the experience of losing a love interest into perspective by reminding the listener that it's not a unique experience.


So you sit and mope like a dope, what's that good for
Discouragement from wallowing in sadness.


Get a hold of yourself, forget her, you lived long before you met her
Urging the listener to regain their emotional stability and realize that they existed as an individual before the relationship began.


There're lots of other girls, so I say
Pointing out the existence of other potential love interests.


Take a look around and see just what you're missing
Suggesting that there may already be opportunities for happiness in the listener's life that they're not recognizing due to their attachment to the lost love.


You'll soon forget your troubles, Joe, if you'd only listen
The promise of a happier future if they choose to let go of the past.


Don't cry, Joe, let her go (better forget 'er), let her go, Joe, let her go
Reiteration of the advice to move on from the lost love.


(Poor Joe)
Empathy for the listener's emotional pain.




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Written by: Joe Marsala

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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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