If I Forget You
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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I'll never forget you, but should I forget you,
Then let my eyes forget that they have seen the day, my love.
And let my ears not hear sweet children at their play, my love.
And let my lips forget that they have learned to pray, my love,
If I forsake you, if I forsake you.
I'll never forget you, but should I forget you,
Then may I ever know the bitter, not the sweet, my love.
And may I never find a friendly hand to greet, my love.
And let this heart of mine forget that it must beat, my love,




If I forget, if I forget you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "If I Forget You" by Frank Sinatra portray the intense and unending devotion of love. In the first verse, the singer asserts his unwavering commitment to his beloved by stating that he could never forget her. However, he follows up with a conditional statement, "but should I forget you", indicating that he is aware of the possibility of falling out of love. Despite that, he goes on to mention the lengths to which he would go to prevent that from happening - he would pretend to be blind to not see the world, deaf to not hear laughter, and stop praying. The second verse takes this notion one step further, as the singer says he'd rather die than accidentally forget his beloved. He mentions that he would only like to experience bitterness and be snubbed, no friendly hand to offer help or a sympathetic ear. And he concludes by saying he'd rather forget his own heartbeat than forget the love of his life.


Overall, the song is a melancholic reminder of the importance and depth of true love, and the profound pain that comes with losing it.


Line by Line Meaning

I'll never forget you, but should I forget you,
I will always remember you, but in case I do forget...


Then let my eyes forget that they have seen the day, my love.
...I implore that I lose all the memories I've made with you…


And let my ears not hear sweet children at their play, my love.
...and never again want to hear the innocent laughter of happy children…


And let my lips forget that they have learned to pray, my love,
...let me forget the words of prayer that you taught me...


If I forsake you, if I forsake you.
...in other words, if I ever leave you...


I'll never forget you, but should I forget you,
...I will always remember you, but in case I do forget...


Then may I ever know the bitter, not the sweet, my love.
...let me only experience bad situations and never the good...


And may I never find a friendly hand to greet, my love.
...let me never have someone to comfort me and give me peace...


And let this heart of mine forget that it must beat, my love,
...let me forget how to live and let my heart stop beating...


If I forget, if I forget you
...which is my vow that I will never forget you.




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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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