In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning

In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning

Frank Sinatra

In the wee small hours of the morning,
While the whole wide world is fast asleep,
You lie awake and think about the girl
And never, ever think of counting sheep.

When your lonely heart has learned its lesson,
You'd be hers if only she would call,
In the wee small hours of the morning,
That's the time you miss her most of all.

When your lonely heart has learned its lesson,
You'd be hers if only she would call,
In the wee small hours of the morning,
That's the time you miss her most of all.

Written by ELLIOTT, JOHN MOON / JAMES, INEZ
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing

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