Mighty Lak' a Rose
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows;
Don't know what to call him but he's mighty like a rose!
Lookin' at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue,
Makes you think that heaven is comin' close to you.
When he's there a-sleepin' in his little place,
Think I see the angels looking thro' the lace.
When the dark is falling, when the shadows creep,
Then they come on tip-toe to kiss him in his sleep.
Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows,
Don't know what to call him but he's mighty like a rose!




Lookin' at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue,
Makes you think that heaven is comin' close to you.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Mighty Lak' a Rose" is a sweet tribute to a child who is admirably innocent and charming. The song describes the little one with phrases such as "sweetest little fellow" and "mighty like a rose," which indicates that the child possesses qualities that are delicate, precious, and admirable. The song also includes an element of spirituality by referring to "heaven" and "angels," highlighting the child's purity and innocence. The lyrics suggest that the child is so precious and angelic that even the angels come to kiss him while he sleeps.


The song seems to express the feeling of awe and reverence towards a child who is innocent and pure. The lyrics' repetitive nature with slight variations adds to the song's charm and sweet quality. The use of imagery in the lyrics, such as "shadows creep" and "angels looking through the lace," evokes a sense of coziness and comfort, making it a lovely lullaby-like song. Overall, the song is an ode to the innocence and beauty of childhood, highlighting the admiration and awe that it inspires.


Line by Line Meaning

Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows;
This child is universally beloved and cherished by all who encounter them.


Don't know what to call him but he's mighty like a rose!
The child is young and their identity is still forming, but they possess a natural strength and beauty reminiscent of a rose.


Lookin' at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue,
The child gazes at their mother with bright, clear eyes that convey wonder and innocence.


Makes you think that heaven is comin' close to you.
The love and purity emanating from the child create a feeling of divine proximity and spiritual connection.


When he's there a-sleepin' in his little place,
The child's sleeping form is a source of comfort and peace, even in their physical absence.


Think I see the angels looking thro' the lace.
The child is so pure and precious that it feels as if angelic beings are peering down on them with watchful and protective eyes.


When the dark is falling, when the shadows creep,
Even in moments of fear or uncertainty, the child's presence brings a sense of light and safety.


Then they come on tip-toe to kiss him in his sleep.
In the child's peaceful slumber, it feels as though unseen entities visit to offer comfort and love in the form of gentle kisses.


Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows,
The child's sweetness and loveliness are universally recognized and affirmed by all who encounter them.


Don't know what to call him but he's mighty like a rose!
Once again, the child's natural strength, resilience, and beauty are emphasized in relation to the iconic flower, further cementing their status as a precious and unique being.


Lookin' at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue,
The child's gaze is fixed on their mother, who represents a source of emotional and physical nourishment and security.


Makes you think that heaven is comin' close to you.
Once again, the child's presence creates an aura of warmth, light, and love that feels akin to a divine, celestial realm.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ETHELBERT WOODBRIDGE NEVIN, FRANK L. STANTON

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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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