OL BLUE EYES

No one could compare to such a  great voice,
not a comparison, there was really no choice;
when Michael Buble' was asked, said: 'He's dead,'
a disrespectful remark it could  only be said.

Luck be a lady tonight, don't blow on another
guy's dice, just concentrate on being my lover;
the lady was a tramp, but maybe he'd borrow,
he had some rainbows planned for your tomorrow.

Bring in the clowns, only softly with his song.
he might do 'something stupid' when Nancy came along,
always Dean to lean on and the good old rat pack,
said remember and enjoy, there's nothing I lack.

He was the best, always forever on his day,
there was just no one else to do like 'My Way.'