Frank Sinatra - Here’s to the Losers lyrics

Here's to those who love not
Too wisely, know not wisely, but too well
To the girl who sighs with envy
When she hears that wedding bell
To the guy who'd throw a party
If he knew someone to call
Here's to the losers, bless them all

Here's to those who drink their dinners
When that lady doesn't show
To the girl who'll wait for
Kisses underneath that mistletoe
To the lonely summer lovers when
The leaves begin to fall
Here's to the losers, a-bless them all

Hey, Tom, Dick and Harry
Come in out of the rain
Those torches you carry must
Be drowned in champagne

Here's the last toast of the evening
Here's to those who still believe
All the losers will be winners
All the givers shall receive
Here's to trouble-free tomorrows
May your sorrows all be small
Here's to the losers, a-bless them all

Hey, Tom, Dick and Harry
Come in out of that rain
Those torches you carry must
Be drowned in champagne

Here's the last toast of the evening
Here's to those who still believe
All the losers will be winners
All the givers shall receive
Here's to trouble-free tomorrows
May your sorrows all be small
Here's to the losers, here's to the losers
Here's to the losers bless them all!