Empty Tables
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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It's like singin' to empty tables
Or a gallery full of ghosts
Or like givin' a great big party
Where nobody shows but the host
That's what it's been like, baby
That's what it's been like all night
Without you around to applaud me
Every night's just like closing night
And I'm singin', singin' the same old numbers
An' I'm tellin' the same sad jokes
And there's nothin' out front but mem'ries
And lot of transparent folks
So, please call, call and make a reservation
In our favorite spot for two
`Cause I'm singin' to empty tables without you




Without you
Without you

Overall Meaning

The song "Empty Tables" by Frank Sinatra is a sad yet relatable portrayal of the loneliness and emptiness that comes with missing someone special. The opening lines evoke a sense of despair, as the singer compares his situation to "singing to empty tables" or performing for an audience of ghosts. He describes the feeling of hosting a party where nobody shows up, highlighting the loneliness and disappointment of being without the one he loves.


Throughout the song, Sinatra uses powerful imagery to convey the emptiness and isolation he feels. He mentions the lack of applause and the feeling of closing night, adding to the sense of finality and sadness. The repetition of the same old numbers and sad jokes adds to the monotony and emotional pain the singer is experiencing.


The chorus highlights the overarching theme of the song, as Sinatra pleads with his lover to make a reservation and join him. The final line of the song, "Without you," emphasizes the emptiness and longing that he feels without his loved one.


Overall, "Empty Tables" is a poignant and heart-wrenching song that captures the essence of pain and loneliness that comes with missing someone special.


Line by Line Meaning

It's like singin' to empty tables
Performing to a crowd that's not there is like having no one to appreciate one's work


Or a gallery full of ghosts
It's just like presenting to a gallery that is filled with spirits, void of living audience


Or like givin' a great big party
Organizing a big celebration but being the only soul present is like singing to an empty space


Where nobody shows but the host
A party with no guests except the organizer or performer will feel lonely and non-appreciative


That's what it's been like, baby
That's how I have been feeling lately


That's what it's been like all night
This feeling has been with me throughout the night


Without you around to applaud me
In your absence, there is no one I want to impress or appreciate my work


Every night's just like closing night
In your absence, each night feels like the end of the show or the end of the tour


And I'm singin', singin' the same old numbers
I keep singing the same songs over and over


An' I'm tellin' the same sad jokes
I keep repeating the jokes that are not funny anymore


And there's nothin' out front but mem'ries
In the front, there are no faces, but just the memories I can recall


And lot of transparent folks
The people that I see, I see right through them, they do not exist


So, please call, call, and make a reservation
Please call and make a reservation


In our favorite spot for two
In our favorite place for two


Cause I'm singin' to empty tables without you
Because without you, I am singing to an empty table. I would like you to be there.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JAMES VAN HEUSEN, JIMMY VAN HEUSEN, JOHNNY MERCER

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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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