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My one and only love|Close
The very thought of you makes
My heart sing,
Like an April breeze
On the wings of spring
And you come to me all your splendor,
My one and only love
The shadow's fall and spread their
Mystique charms in the hush of night,
While you're in my arms.
I feel your lips, so warm and tender,
My one and only love
The touch of your hand is like heaven.
A heaven that I've never known
The blush on your cheek,
Whenever I speak,
Tells me that you are my own
You fill my eager heart with
Such desire,
Every kiss you give
Sets my soul on fire
I give myself in sweet surrender,
My one and only love.
Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most|Close
Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that never left the post
I lie in my room
Staring up at the ceiling
Spring can really hang you up the most
Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers
And to them I'd like to drink a toast
I walk in the park
Just to kill the lonely hours
Spring can really hang you up the most
All ?? the birds twitter-twitt
I know this tune
This is love, this is it
Heard it before
And don't I know the score
And I've decided that spring is a bore
Love seems sure around the new year
Now it's April
Love is just a ghost
Spring arrived on time
Only what became of you, dear
Spring can really hang you up the most
Doctors once prescribed a tonic
Sulfur and molasses was the dose
That didn't help one bit
My condition must be chronic
Spring can really hang you up the most
All alone, the party is over
Old man winter was a gracious host
But when you keep praying
For snow to hide the clover
Spring can really hang you up the most.
Hi-Lili-hi-lo|Close
The song of love is a sad song
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo
The song of love is a sound of woe
Don't ask me how i know
The song of love is a sad song
For i have loved and it's so
I wake up this morning
And watch the rain
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo
Tomorrow i will probably love again
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo
The song of love is a sad song
For i have loved and it's so
I wake up this morning
And watch the rain
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo
Tomorrow i'll probably love again
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo
Up From The Skies|Close
Tell me everything
I just want to talk to you
I won't do you no harm
I just want to know about your different lives
On this is here people farm
I heard some of you got your families
Living in cages tall and cold
And some just sit there and dust away
Past the age of old.
Is this true?
Please let me talk to you.
I just wanna know
The rooms behind your minds
Uh do I see a vacuum there
Or am I going blind?
Or is it just remains of vibrations
And they happen long ago?
Things like "Love the world" and
"Let your fancy flow"
Is this true?
Please let me talk to you
Is this true?
I just wanna talk to you.
I have lived here before
The days of ice
So of course this is why
I'm so concerned about the earth
'Cause I come back to find
The stars are misplaced
And the smell of a world
That's burned
A smell of a world
That's burned.
So where do I purchase my ticket?
I'd just like to have a ringside seat
I wanna hear about these new Mother Earth
I want to hear and see everything
I want to hear and see everything
I want to hear and see everything
I want you to show me
I want you to say to me
Show me everything
Oh yeah is that true?
Is that true?
Please let me talk to you
Oh my new Mother Earth
I won't do you no harm
Yes I have lived here before,
Many times many times
I know you.
Second Time Around|Close
Love is wonderful, the second time around
Just as wonderful, with both feet on the ground
It's that second time you hear your love song sung
Makes you think perhaps that love, like youth, is wasted, is wasted on the young
Love's more comfortable the second time you fall
Like a friendly home the second time you call
Who can say, what wrought us to this miracle we've found
There are those who'd bet
Love comes but once - and yet
I'm oh so glad we met
The second time around
Love's more comfortable the second time you fall
Like a friendly home the second time you call
Who can say, what wrought us to this miracle we've found
There are those who'd bet
Love comes but once - and yet
I'm oh so glad we met
The second time around.
Dat Dere|Close
Hey mama, what's that there?
And what's that doing there?
Hey mama, up here! Mama, hey look at that over there!
And what's that doing there?
And where're they going there?
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there?
Who's that in my chair?
And what's he doing there?
Mummy, up here!
Mummy, can I go over there?
Hey mummy, what is square?
And where do we get air?
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there?
Quit talking!
There's no more anything here!
Forever to manage to know who and why and where!
Quit that, child!
Sometimes the questions get filed!
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there?
Don't wanna comb my hair
And where's my teddy bear?
Mummy, up here!
Look at the cowboy coming there!
And can I have a pair
Of boots like that to wear?
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there?
Time will march
Days will go
And little baby's going to grow
I gotta tell her what she needs to know
I'll help her along
And she'll be strong
And she'll know right from wrong
As life's parade goes marching by
She's gonna need to know some reasons why
I don't have all the answers
But I'll try the best as I can
I'll make him a man, that's right
'Cause you give the kid your best
And hope she passes the test
And I find it so hard I taught him well ***
Somewhere though she's going I betting I never will forget ***
Mummy, can I have that big elephant over there?
Hey why they do that there?
And how you put that there?
Hey mummy, up here! Hey mummy, what that say up there?
Hey mummy, what is fair?
How come I have to share?
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there? (3x)
I'll Be Seeing You|Close
Cathedral bells were tolling
And our hearts sang on,
Was it the spell of Paris
Or the April dawn?
Who knows, if we shall meet again?
But when the morning chimes ring sweet again:
I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces all day through:
In that small cafe,
The park across the way,
The children's carousel,
The chestnut trees,
The wishing well.
I'll be seeing you in every lovely summer's day,
In everything that's light and gay,
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you in the morning sun,
And when the night is new,
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you.
Bye Bye Blackbird|Close
Pack up all your cares and woes
Here I go singing low,
bye bye blackbird.
Where someone waits for me
Sugars sweet and so is he,
bye bye blackbird.
No one here can love and understand me,
Oh what hard luck stories they all hand me.
Make my bed and light the light
I'll arrive late tonight,
bye bye blackbird
The Ballad of the Sad Young Men|Close
Sing a song of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men
Sitting in the bars
Knowing neon nights
Missing all the stars
All the sad young men
Drifting through the town
Drinking up the night
Trying not to drown
All the sad young men
Singing in the cold
Trying to forget
That they're growing old
All the sad young men
Choking on their worth
Trying to be brave
Running from the truth
Autumm turns the leaves to gold
Slowly dies the heart
Sad young men are growing old
That's the cruelest part
All the sad young men
Seek a certain smile
Someone they can hold for a little while
Tired little girl does the best she can
Trying to be gay for her sad young man
While the grimy moon
Watches from above
All the sad young men
Play of making love
Misbegotten moon
Shine for sad young men
Let your gentle light
Guide them home tonight
All the sad young men.
I Won't Grow Up|Close
I won't grow up
I don't wanna go to school
Just to learn to be a puppet
And recite a silly rule
If growing up means it would be
Beneath my dignity to climb a tree
I won't grow up, won't grow up, won't grow up
Not me.
I won't grow up
I don't wanna wear a tie
Or a serious expression
In the middle of July
And if it means that I must prepare
To shoulder burdens with a worried air
I'll never grow up, won't grow up, never grow up
So there
Never gonna be a man
I won't!
Like to see somebody try
And make me!
Anyone who wants to try
And make me turn into a man
Catch me if you can
I won't grow up
I don't wanna wear a tie
Or a serious expression
To try to act just like a guy
'Cause growing up's awfuller than
All of the awful things that's ever been
I won't grow up, won't grow up, won't grow up
Again
Growing up's awfuller than
All of the awful thing that's ever been
I won't grow up, never grow up, won't grow up
Again.
Not me.
Not I.
Love Junkyard|Close
Dented bodies, broken souls
Wilted roses, hearts grow cold
Unhappy endings and shattered dreams
There go all the nearly-real things
Where's the candlelight, where's the smiles?
Man, this place goes on for miles
There's heaps and heaps of wedding rings
Equal space for tramps and kings
There's no doberman dog or security guard at the love junkyard
Open twenty four hours, come as you are, yeah, to the love junkyard
Tanks of teardrops shed in vain
Mixin with the pourin' rain
Promises go up in smoke
Freight cars full of hurt and hope
There's no doberman dog or security guard at the love junkyard
Open twenty four hours, come as you are, yeah, to the love junkyard
Tiny trysts or grand affairs, there’s no more need for teddy bears
The time for pretty words has past, so fly the flag of love half mast
At the love junkyard
There's no dobermans though or security guards at the love junkyard
Open twenty four hours, bring your broken heart, to the love junkyard
To the love, to the love junkyard
Is that you? is that you? Baby, is that you?
Look what I've done to you ...
Comin' Back to Me|Close
The summer had inhaled and held its breath too long
The winter looked the same, as if it never had gone
And through an open window where no curtain hung
I saw you, I saw you, comin' back to me
One begins to read between the pages of a look
The shape of sleepy music, and suddenly you're hooked
Through the rain upon the trees, that kisses on the run
I saw you, I saw you, comin' back to me
You can't stay and live my way
Scatter my love like leaves in the wind
You always say you want to go away
But I know what it always has been, it always has been
A transparent dream beneath an occasional sigh
Most of the time I just let it go by
Now I wish it hadn't begun
I saw you, yes I saw you, comin' back to me
Strolling the hills overlooking the shore
I realize I've been here before
The shadow in the mist could have been anyone
I saw you, I saw you, comin' back to me
Small things like reasons are put in a jar
Whatever happened to wishes wished on a star?
Was it just something that I made up for fun?
I saw you, I saw you, comin' back to me.
Discography|Close
Pop Pop (1991, GEFFEN)
▒ Track
1. My One And Only Love (5:54)
2. Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most (3:56)
3. Hi-LiLi Hi-Lo (3:38)
4. Up From The Skies (4:30)
5. Second Time Around (4:50)
6. Dat Dere (4:07)
7. I’ll Be Seeing You (3:14)
8. Bye Bye Blackbird (2:22)
9. The Ballad Of The Sad Young Men (4:22)
10. I Won’t Grow Up (3:11)
11. Love Junkyard (4:10)
12. Comin’ Back To Me (5:35)
▒ Information
released: 1991
producer: Rickie Lee Jones and David Was
Rickie Lee Jones performed vocals and played 6 and 12-String Guitar. She also did the vocal arrangements for "I Won't Grow Up" and the horn arrangements for "Love Junkyard."
Terry Bradford - Background Vocals
Robben Ford - Acoustic Nylon String Guitar/Acoustic Steel String Guitar/Acoustic Guitar
April Gay - Background Vocals
Donny Gerrard - Background Vocals
Michael Greiner - Hurdygurdy/Glass Harmonica
Charlie Haden - Bass
Joe Henderson - Saxophone
Steve Kindler - Violin
John Leftwich - Bass
Arnold McCuller - Background Vocals
Michael O'Neill - Acoustic Nylon String Guitar
Walfredo Reyes - Snare/Bongos/Brushes/Shaker
Dino Saluzzi - Bandoneon
Charley Shoemake - Vibes
Bob Sheppard - Clarinet/Tenor Saxophone
David Was - Background Vocals/Bottles & Junk
"The album's got a kind of old flavor about it. There's no electric music,
no keyboard and no drums. A couple of songs have snare and a bongo, but no
drum kit. Real intimate. It's real nice listening. [The album's] just what I
wanted to do, what I like to listen to. All standards."
"I can't remember when I decided on just guitar and bass. I was thinking
about it for a couple of years, because I had practiced 'Valentine' with a
guitar and bass when I lived in France and said 'Oh, that's really beautiful
and different without a keyboard.' I think I got the idea then and it was
growing on me. [That sparer sound] is what I grew up with. My uncle and my
dad used to play together all the time: they would sing those standards with
the guitar so for me it's the most natural sounding."
"It's not jazz in the way that people who like jazz like jazz. It's my own
way of looking at it. The album is old, it's very special."
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