Sunrise, Sunset (Live At The Sahara, Las Vegas, NV / May 13-16, 1966)

Where, is the little girl, I carried?
And where, is that little boy, at play?
I don't remember, growing older
When did they?

How did she grow, to be a beauty?
And how did he grow, to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday, when they were small?

Sunrise, Sunset, Sunrise, Sunset
Swiftly, flow the days
Seedlings, turn overnight, to sunflowers
Blossoming, even as we gaze

Sunrise, sunset, Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly, flow the years
One season, following another
Laden, with happiness, and tears

Sunrise, sunset, Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly, flow the years
One season, following another
Laden, with happiness, and tears

One season, following another
Laden, with happiness, and tears

Oh, you are a wonderful audience
Thank you. Oh, you are delightful. Thank you
I'd like to stay out here and sing all night for you. I really would
Unfortunately, they're waiting for you outside, folks

But you don't have to worry
Because nobody ever really loses very much money
At the fabulous Sahara Hotel
As a matter of fact, every time this hotel loses money
A new building goes up

I'll never forget the first time that I came to Las Vegas
I got myself a dollar's worth of nickels
And I ran right over to one of those nickel one-armed bandits
And I was doing great when all of a sudden
The manager of the hotel approached me
And he handed me a package of silver dollars

He said, Miss Francis, would you kindly
Do everyone at this hotel a big favor
And go and play on the dollar machine?
You're giving the place a bad name

Now, I don't want to give the Hotel Sahara, a bad name
So later on, if you happen to be walking through the lobby
And you see this little short Italian fellow with a trench coat
Slouch hat and dark glasses playing on the nickel machine
Just pass right on by and pretend you don't recognize me, okay?