Mama cried when Frank Sinatra died She wept for days, when old blue eyes pa**ed away Was like a d**h in the family, she only had one LP And she played it constantly, and it drove us all insane When Mama sang along to all them tin pan alley songs And she'd get the words all wrong And it didn't really matter, it made it sorta sadder It's such a shame How Mama cried when Frank Sinatra died As good a reason as any other It's as if they had been lovers A long long time ago, but as far as I know She never caught a show But all the same, her tears they were real And her grief was sincere And it came from a deep place Beyond reason, beyond lyin' with our name Yeah Mama cried like I never saw "Mama cried before," "That's not exactly true .. She cried a lot for you and Richard Burton too" It was all she could do To ease the pain, she smoked cigarettes in bed Drank Kahlua as she read, everything the papers said She believed every word, now it seems sort of absurd How Mama cried when Frank Sinatra died And her tears they were real And her grief was sincere And it came from a deep place Beyond reason, beyond lyin' with our name Yeah Mama cried when Frank Sinatra died