We Hate to Leave [From "Anchors Aweigh"] - Gene Kelly, Frank Sinatra

We hate to leave

But when they give you leave, you gotta leave

Oh our hearts bleed for all you guys aboard

But right now sympathy is a thing we can’t afford

We hate to leave, we hate to leave

Without you guys along, we’ll even grieve

But we’ll be back, yes, we’ll be back

Before we’re even missed

And tell you guys about the gals out there that we have kissed

We’ll even say, we’ll even say

We really hate to leave

(You know, Clarence, I hate the thought of going ashore,)

(And leave these guys here sitting in their undershirts)

(We gotta meet all those beautiful dames in their soft silk dresses,)

(But duty is duty, and an order is an order)

(Now I know some guys get a thrill out of meeting)

(A gorgeous gal every night.)

Oh, we hate to leave, we hate to leave

But when they give you leave, you gotta leave

No more pin-up gals that we so enjoy

Tonight, my boy, we get to meet the real McCoy

We hate to leave, we hate to leave

But we’ll be back before the night is here

We want to stay, we want to stay

Our hearts are with the ship

But the Admiral made us take this leave

Or he’ll beat us with a whip

We’d rather stay, we’d rather stay

Oh we really hate to leave