Monday Morning Quarterback Frank Sinatra
"Monday Morning Quarterback" by Frank Sinatra is a #Jazz song released in 1947. The lyrics reflect on the tendency of people to critique decisions after the fact, using the metaphor of a football game to explore themes of hindsight, regret, and second-guessing. The song captures a sense of nostalgia and the complexity of human emotions in decision-making. Musically, it features Sinatra's smooth vocals complemented by a rich orchestral arrangement. Its cultural impact lies in its relatable commentary on the human experience, resonating with listeners who reflect on their own choices.
I know there were a hundred ways to tell her I loved her
It's funny how they're all so clear today
And when her face was burning with sadness and yearning
I don't know why I turned my eyes away
But it's so easy looking at the game the morning after
Adding up the kisses and the laughter
Knowing how you'd play it if the chance to play it over ever came
But then, a Monday morning quarterback never lost a game
The room was so alive with all her feelings and longings
I saw the spark of danger in her eyes
Well, how would it have hurt me if I'd turned back and held her?
A moment passes, something lovely dies
But it's so easy looking at the game the morning after
Adding up the kisses and the laughter
Knowing how you'd play it if the chance to play it over ever came
But then, a Monday morning quarterback never lost a game
Yes, it's easier to win it when you know you'd never play it quite the same
But then, this Monday morning quarterback never lost a game
It's funny how they're all so clear today
And when her face was burning with sadness and yearning
I don't know why I turned my eyes away
But it's so easy looking at the game the morning after
Adding up the kisses and the laughter
Knowing how you'd play it if the chance to play it over ever came
But then, a Monday morning quarterback never lost a game
The room was so alive with all her feelings and longings
I saw the spark of danger in her eyes
Well, how would it have hurt me if I'd turned back and held her?
A moment passes, something lovely dies
But it's so easy looking at the game the morning after
Adding up the kisses and the laughter
Knowing how you'd play it if the chance to play it over ever came
But then, a Monday morning quarterback never lost a game
Yes, it's easier to win it when you know you'd never play it quite the same
But then, this Monday morning quarterback never lost a game
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