Feet of Clay - Frank Sinatra

(Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo oo oo oo)

(Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo oo oo oo)

Her eyes were softer than the night, her lips were honey and wine

And oh I love her more than life, I worship this love of mine.

(Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo oo oo oo)

(Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo oo oo oo)

I worshipped her so blindly till I was told one day,

For love of gold, my true love sold, sold her heart away.

(Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo oo oo oo)

(Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo oo oo oo)

The love that I had idolized has sold her heart away,

Too late, too late, I realized my idol had feet of clay.

(Oo oo oo oo oo oo, ee)