You'd Be So Nice to Come Home To
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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It's not that you're fairer
Than a lot of girls just as pleasin'
That I doff my hat
As a worshiper at your shrine
It's not that you're rarer
Than asparagus out of season
No, my darling, this is the reason
Why you've got to be mine

You'd be so nice to come to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all that I could desire
Under stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above




You'd be so nice
You'd be paradise, to come home to and love

Overall Meaning

In Frank Sinatra's song "You'd Be So Nice to Come Home To," the lyrics are a love letter to a woman who is not necessarily the fairest or the rarest, but is the perfect fit for the singer. He worships her like a shrine, and it is clear that he desires her to be his own. The song is a lover's ode to coming home to his lady and how she is his paradise. The lyrics speak of the comfort and contentment that can be found in being with the right person. The use of the seasons and the weather reference heightened emotions that can be associated with love. The idea of coming home to a partner that provides solace and happiness is the main idea of the song. The lyrics highlight the feelings and thoughts of someone in love and how their perfect partner makes them feel at home no matter the weather or the time of year.


Line by Line Meaning

It's not that you're fairer
Your physical beauty isn't what catches my eye


Than a lot of girls just as pleasin'
You're not any better looking than other girls who are sweet and kind


That I doff my hat
I don't admire you because of your beauty


As a worshiper at your shrine
I'm not treating you like a goddess


It's not that you're rarer
You're not unusual or unique


Than asparagus out of season
You're not particularly special


No, my darling, this is the reason
But there's definitely a reason I'm so drawn to you


Why you've got to be mine
Why I want to make you mine


You'd be so nice to come to
I would enjoy spending time in your company


You'd be so nice by the fire
Being near you would create a cozy atmosphere


While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
Listening to the wind outside with you would be peaceful


You'd be all that I could desire
You're the only thing I could ever want


Under stars chilled by the winter
Even in cold weather, being with you would make things feel warm


Under an August moon burning above
Even in heat, being with you would make things feel cool


You'd be so nice
You are irresistibly appealing


You'd be paradise, to come home to and love
Coming home to you would be heaven, and loving you would be fulfilling




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Written by: Cole Porter

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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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