Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
Tony Bennett
But my heart says, “Reach for the stars”
And my heart I cannot deny
Though its my hard luck
That I’m stuck
On the farthest one in the sky
So my eyes are destined to wander
And my brain no more to relax
For there’s nothing farther out yonder
Than the other side of the tracks
On the other side of the tracks
It’s a long and difficult climb
But the air up there on the bill of faire
Is a choice of lemon and lime
And the muscles keeping your nose up
Are the only muscles you tax
Oh I envy someone who grows up
On the other side of the tracks
So I’m off and running
Over the rail
I’m going gunning
After the quail
Off and running
Send me the mail
To the great big world
On the other side
To the great big world
On the farther side
To the great big world
On the other side of the tracks
One more time!
To the great big world
On the other side
The great big world
On the farther side
The great big world
On the other side of the tracks