TRICKLE TRICKLE
By Clarence Bassett
CHORUS:
Trickle, Trickle, Splash, Splash
Tell me how long will this rain last
The rain keeps droppin', there ain't no stoppin',
Tell me how long will this rain last
Trickle, Trickle, Slop, Slop
Just got to see my seat don’t drop
She's there waitin' and I'm hesitatin'
Tell me just when this rain will stop
Ronnie, dig my clothes here boy,
One button row
Well, you know I'm sharp, as a tack,
Say can you lend me your Cadillac
Gotta go, gotta go to a party - yeah
Please lend me your show
Well if I can't take it,
You know I can't make it,
I won't see my baby no more.
CHORUS
Ronnie, she's sweet, she's fine yeh boy,
And I love her so.
Well if I don't make the party,
Man - she sure to blow.
Gotta go, gotta go to the party - yeh,
Please lend me your show,
Well if I can't take it, you know I can't make it,
I won't see my baby no more.
CHORUS
Trickle, Trickle, Slop, Slop
Just got to see my seat don’t drop
She's there waitin' and I'm hesitatin'
Tell me how long will this rain last
Tell me how long will it last
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GLORIA
By Esther Navarro
Gloria
Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria
It's not Cherie
Gloria (Gloria)
But she's not in love with me
Can't you see
It's not Marie
Gloria
It's not Cherie
Gloria (Gloria)
But she's not in love with me
And maybe (maybe)
She'll want me (want me)
But who am I to know (who am I to know)
And maybe (ooh, maybe)
She'll want me (ooh, want me)
But who am I to know (who am I to know)
Oh---
Gloria (Gloria)
It's not Marie
Gloria (Gloria)
It's not Cherie
Gloria (Gloria)
'Cause she's not in love with me
Gloria!
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OPERATOR
By William Spivery
Operator
Give me information
Information
Give me long distance
Long distance
Give me heaven...
(Two, three)
Operator
Information
Give me Jesus on the line
Operator
Information
I'd like to speak to a friend of mine
Oh prayer is the number
Faith is the exchange
Heaven is the street
And Jesus is his name
Operator
Information
Please give me Jesus on the line
Operator
Information
Won't you tell me why
Tell me why
Operator
Information
Don't try to tell me
What number to call
My mother used this number
When I was very small
And everytime she dialed it
She always got 't call the
Operator
Information
Please give me Jesus on the line
Operator
Information
Please hurry if you can
Oh Operator
Information
Please connect me
With the man
Don't worry 'bout the money
You know I will pay the charge
Just give me on the line
I'm callin' from my heart
Operator
Information
Please give me Jesus on the line
Please give me Jesus on the line
Won't you please -
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus on the line
Yeah!
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HELPLESS
By Eddie Holland/Lamont Dozier/Brian Holland
Every day I walk some lonely street
Searchin' 'til you come back to me
People around just stop and stare
as if they know the hurt I bear
And suddenly I realize
I'm in a helpless situation
And I need some consolation
'Cause my mind is in a confusion
And I'm having these strange illusions
Since you've been gone I've been cryin' cryin' cryin' cryin'
Without a word without a warning
you left my life on early morning
Did I lean on you a little too strong
Too much of you I depended on
All at once I'm alone
I'm in a helpless situation
And I need some consolation
'Cause my mind is in a confusion
And I'm having these strange illusions
Since you've been gone I've been cryin' cryin' cryin' cryin'
In the shelter of your love my strength I found
But now I'm useless, darlin', since you're not around
I'm helpless baby
Sax solo
Background voices "Need some consolation, I need it, need it"
Baby baby I'm helpless since I lost your love
Helpless 'cause now I need your love
I need your words of confidence (need it, need it)
I need those happy times we spent
Since you've been gone
I'm in a helpless situation
And I need some consolation
'Cause my mind is in a confusion
And I'm having these strange illusions
All at once it hit me, I'm alone I'm alone
Oh helpless
since I lost your love
Helpless
'Cause now I need your love
I never needed no one before
but now I need you more and more
I'm helpless 'til you come back to me
Helpless....(to fade)
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RAY'S ROCKHOUSE
Music by Ray Charles - Lyrics by Jon Hendricks
Ray's Rockhouse, that's my joint
House of soul, git my point
We don't care what's your blues
Come in here, lose yo' blues
When trouble comes a-knockin'
Everything looks better while y'rockin'
You don't notice trouble while y'rockin'
Rock! (Repeat for 12 bars)
(Chorus)
Let's rock! That's what we're offerin' you
Let's rock! That's what we wantcha' t'do
Let's rock! Rock all y' troubles away
Let's rock! Rock till the dawnin' o'day
Let's rock! Rockhouse is ready t'roll
Let's rock! Rockhouse is good f'th'soul
Ev'ry Saturday night there's a scene
That's a part o'the fun
Mrs. Tucker will enter the joint
In a search for her son
Every Saturday night he sneaks out
Leavin' her in the lurch
But she's lookin' t'bring him on home
'Cause tomorrow is church
She really hates the rockhouse
She's sure the devil is in control here
Nothin' but rock'n'roll here
Yodle-dole-dole (Echo) Lady who
gotr a lotta rockin' to do
Swing - whatta y'waitin' for
We got plenty o'soul for you
Everybody gotta loosen your hip
Do a few rolls wait'll y'feel
Y'back'll slip then y'rockin'
Rock!
(Repeat Chorus)
Sisters of the flockhouse
Ain't got no business comin' to th'rockhouse
All the people in here
Are all in t'sin in here
Of this there's no doubt
That's why Miz' Tucker is pullin' Sam out
Rock!
(Repeat Chorus)
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HEART'S DESIRE
By Hugh Lewis, George Cox, James Dozier, Ralph Ingram, and Bernard
Purdie
You're my heart's desire,
You're my hearts desire--
You are my heart's desire (hearts desire)
You set my soul on fire (soul on fire)
Your lips are close to mine
You'll find Р
You're my hearts desire (you're my hearts desire, you're my hearts desire)
No other love could be
As sweet as yours to me
My darling, can't you plainly see
You're my hearts desire
No other dream could replace
That lonely and cold empty space
And fill my heart with a love
For it's you I'm dreaming of...
One thing I know (baby I know)
That wherever you may go (you may go)
Forever keep on loving you so
You're my hearts desire
You are my heart's desire
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ZINDY LOU
By Johnnie Moore and Eddie Smith
Ah, Zindy Lou
Ah, Zindy Lou
(Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou)
Zindy Lou was a woman who came from the hills
And ooh I taught her - she could really thrill Zindy Lou,
Oh Zindy Lou
(Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou)
She had two great big beautiful eyes
Zindy Lou was a woman that I idolized Zindy Lou
Oh Zindy Lou
(Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou)
A coca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae
A coca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae
A coca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae
A coca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae
Ah, Zindy Lou
She had black hair and ruby red lips
And when she walked by I almost flipped
Zindy Lou
A lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou
A lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou
A lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou
When she walked by with a fine fine frame
Each and every man could call her by name
Zindy Lou
A lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou
A lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou
A lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou
A coca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae
A coca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae
A coca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae
A coca-wica-no, a coca-wica-shae
Ah, Zindy Lou
Zindy Lou was sweet she sure was fine
And when she kissed me I lose my mind Zindy Lou
Oh Zindy Lou
(Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou)
Ah, Zindy Lou
Ah, Zindy Lou
(Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou, Lou lou lou, ooh Zindy Lou)
(Repeat with other background "coca" voices to fade)
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MYSTERY
By Rod Temperton
Turnin' back the hands of time
Holdin' on to misty memories
Chasin' shadows thru the night
Tryin' to find that happy ending
Reaching out for another chance at heaven
We can still find the way if we try
You gotta believe in the mystery
How it used to be
We were more than lonely drifters in the dark
Oh I can remember the sun inside
When love held us tight
Can't you see I need that magic in my heart
Instead of it tearing apart
Diamonds shinin' in the night
Lyin' soft and warm together
Only images survive
Can't this dream go on forever?
There is still time to lock away the sadness
Let the secrets of love start to smile
It's only believin' the mystery
Like it used to be
Baby bring back all the passion to my life
Oh don't you remember the tender days
All the love we made
Can't we feel that warm sensation here tonight, oh....
Lonely spirits seem to whisper in the wind
It's a silent song that's never meant to be
Since the dawn of time the mystery never ends
We can find forever
If we let love rise again
Won't you reach for another
chance at heaven
We can still find the way if we try
It's only believin' in the mystery
How it used to be
Baby bring back all the passion to my life
Oh cause I can remember the tender days
All the love we made
I need to feel that warm sensation - oh baby
Mystery
How it used to be
We were oh so much more
Oh baby, don't you remember (sun inside)
(held us tight)
Love held us tight
Turn around and look at me baby
Oh we gotta get back, gotta get back, gotta get back, gotta get back
Please take me there -
Oh I remember all the passion
Tender days - all the love we made
And I need to feel you baby....
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BABY COME BACK TO ME (The Morse Code Of Love)
Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty
Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty
Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty
Dit dot ditty, Baby come home to me
I sent my baby a telegram asking to be her man
Begging her to come back home to me (Baby come home to me)
Oh I dotted the I's and I crossed the T's
And I'm begging pretty please
Honey honey, come back home to me (Baby come home to me)
Dit dotЙ..
Baby I want your love
Woo-oo
Baby I need your love
Ooo
Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me)
Dit dotЙ.
Got to have your love
Woo-oo
Can't live without your love
Woo-oo
Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me)
Oh I made mistakes, yes that's the truth
But the biggest one I made with you
Honey honey, come back home to me (Baby come home to me)
I thought that you would understand
I'm just a one woman man
Not like before so come back home to me (Baby come home to me)
Dit dot...
Baby I want your love
Woo-oo
Baby I need your love
Ooo
Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me)
Dit dot...
Got to have your love
Woo-oo
Can't live without your love
Woo-oo
Honey honey come back home to me (Come back home to me)
Dit dot ditty dit dot a ditty ditty
Ooo, aahh (Baby come home to me)
I said
Come back come back to me
Come back come back to me
Come back baby come back to me
Come back come back to me
Come back come back to me
Come back baby come back to me
(Repeat to fade)
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ROUTE 66
By Bobby Troup
If you ever
Plan to motor west
Travel my way, take the highway that's the best
Get your kicks on Route 66
It winds from Chicago to LA
More than two thousand miles all the way
Hey, get your kicks on Route 66
Now you go through St. Louie
Joplin, Missouri
And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty
Hey Janis, now you'll see Amarillo
Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff Arizona
Don't forget Winona
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino
Won't you get hip to this timely tip
When you make that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66
Now you go through St. Louie
Joplin, Missouri
And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty
Now you'll see Amarillo
Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff Arizona
Don't forget Winona
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino
Won't you get hip to this timely tip
When you make that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route six six
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route six six
Whoo whoo ------
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JAVA JIVE
Music by Ben Oakland, Lyric by Milton Drake
I love coffee, I love tea,
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me,
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup!
I love java sweet and hot,
Whoops, Mister Moto, I'm a coffee pot
Shoot me the pot, and I'll pour me a shot,
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup!
Oh slip me a slug from the wonderful mug
and I'll cut a rug 'til I'm snug in a jug
A slice of onion and a raw one,
Draw one!
Waiter, waiter, percolator!
I love coffee, I love tea,
I love the Java Jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me,
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup!
Boston beans (soy beans)
I said the little itty-bitty green bean
(cabbage n' greens)
You know that I'm not keen about a bean, unless it is a
chili chili bean! (Talk it, boy!)
I love java sweet and hot,
Whoops, Mister Moto, I'm a coffee pot (yeah)
You shoot me the pot, and I'll pour me a shot,
A cup, a cup, a cup, 'an dat zat bootle!
Blow me a slug from that wonderful mug
And I'll cut a rug that's snug in a jug
Drop a nickel in my pot - Joe
Takin' it slow
Waiter, waiter percolator
I love coffee, I love tea,
I love the Java Jive an' it loves me
Coffee and tea and the java and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup - BOY!
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CHANSON D' AMOUR
By Wayne Shanklin
Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da, play encore.
Here in my heart, ra da da da da, more and more.
Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da, je t'adore.
Each time I hear, ra da da da da, Chanson, chanson, d'amour.
(Sax solo)
Ra da da da da
(Sax solo)
Ra da da da da
Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da, je t'adore.
Each time I hear, ra da da da da, Chanson, chanson, d'amour.
Every time I hear
Chanson, chanson, d'amour.
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FOREIGN AFFAIR
By Tom Waits
When traveling abroad in the continental style
It's my belief that one must attempt to be discreet
And subsequently bear in mind your transient position
Allows you a perspective that's unique
Though you'll find your itinerary's a blessing and a curse
Your wanderlust won't let you settle down
And you wonder how you ever fathomed that you'd be content
To stay within the city limits of a small midwestern town
Most vagabonds I knowed don't ever want to find the culprit
That remains the object of their long relentless quest
The obsession's in the chasing and not the apprehending
The pursuit you see and never the arrest
Without fear or contradiction Bon Voyage is often hollered
In conjunction with a handkerchief from shore
By a girl that drives a Rambler and furthermore
Is overly concerned that she won't see him anymore
Planes and trains and boats and buses
Characteristically evoke a common attitude of blue
Unless you have a suitcase and a ticket and a passport
And the cargo that they're carrying is you
A foreign affair juxtaposed with a stateside
And domestically approved romantic fancy
Is mysteriously attractive due to circumstances knowing
I will only be parlayed into a memory
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SMILE AGAIN
(Dedicated to Angela from Alan)
Music by Jay Graydon, David Foster & Bill Champlin
Lyrics by Alan Paul
Endless nights
I'd play solitaire
Imagining that you were here
One night flights
Such heartless affairs
They froze the hopes of love in me
You suddenly appeared
Melted all my fears
Filled me with the love I need
You make me smile again
Like a child of three
And I believe it will turn out right baby
Oh you make me smile again
Hold me in your arms
Oh love, my love
Heart to heart
Our souls intertwine
Make love and float away with me
Twins of flame
A love so divine
I want to spend my life around you
Now, now I have the strength
Now I have the hopes
You give me all I need
To make me smile again
Like a child of three
And I believe it will work out right
Oh you make me smile again
Hold me in your arms
Oh love, my love
You make me smile again
Like a child of three
Oh I believe we'll live a dream for two
Oh you make me smile again
Hold me in your arms
Oh love, my love
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SPICE OF LIFE
By Rod Temperton & Derek Bramble
Down on the corner there's a reason to smile
When those evenin' shadows fall
Some kinda feelin' that it's hard to deny
Once the neon lights start to call
People out there searchin' for action
Daytime distraction slippin' right on by
Tonight, let's taste the spice of life
Keep it sweet until the mornin' light
Watch fantasy unfold
And let the lovin' flow
Caught in the madness of a summer romance
At a moonlight rendezvous
Lost in the spirit of a sensual dance
That can cast a spell over you
All you need's a night to remember
Flyin' together on the highest high
Tonight, let's taste the spice of life
A little music and some candlelight
Put passion in control
And let the lovin' flow
Could be the start of a million dreams we share
So lay back in the feelin' let the evenin' take you there
All we need is a night to remember
Flyin' together on the highest high
Tonight, let's taste the spice of life
A little music and some candlelight
Put passion in control
And let the lovin' flow
All night we'll taste the spice of life
Keep it sweet until the mornin' light
Watch fantasy unfold
That's the only way to go
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THE SPEAK UP MAMBO (CUENTAME)
By Al Castellanos
Intro:
IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE (Pronounced e-oh-ah, e-oh-ah-a)
IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE
Cuentame que te paso
Cuentame que te paso
Que estaba alla en la playa
Recorriendo las aguaritas
Y vino una abejita y me pico ay ay!
Cuentame que te paso
Cuentame que te paso
Yo me saque la loteria
Corriendo fui de romeria
Y fue alli donde to el dinero perderi
Pero las dos vienen las dos pao pao
Pao pao pao pao pao (chiquita)
Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita)
Pao pao pao pao pao
Pero las dos vienen la colococota
E La la la la la la la la la pao pao
Pao pao pao pao pao (chiquita)
Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita)
Pao pao pao pao pao
IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE
IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE
Cuentame que te paso
Cuentame que te paso
Que estaba alla en la playa
Recorriendo las aguaritas
Y vino una abejita y me pico ay ay!
Pero las dos vienen las dos pao pao
Pao pao pao pao pao (chiquita)
Pao pao pao pao pao (senorita)
Pao pao pao pao pao
Woo-ooh!
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SOUL FOOD TO GO (SINA)
Music by Djavan
Lyrics by Doug Figer
My, my
Oh the feelin'
Of the sound
Precious and real and
Ooo that's nice
Whip up some steamin' jazz
The pot is on the stove
It's cookin'
Want some more
We always save some
Art nouveau
For special patrons
You look nice
Do you believe in jazz
Kansas City to Brazil
It even gets you hot in your home
Kansas City to Brazil
I say blow your top
Blow your own
Ooo ooo ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip hop
Never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got
Cool and hot
Just for you
The pleasures of the soul
Come on
Come in
And check it out
Ooo c'est si bon
Ooo ooo ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip hop
Never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got
Cool and hot
Just for you
The pleasures of the soul
Come on
Come in
And check it out
Soul food to go
Yeah, yeah yeah...
(Repeat all)
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SO YOU SAY (ESQUINAS)
Music by Djavan
Lyrics by Amanda McBroom
So you say
It's a feeling I'll get over someday
So you say
So you say
I should try
Just to let the flame inside me die
I should try
So you say
Against the wind
With my face turned to the empty side
Of loneliness
Midnight black and blue
So you say
That the world will keep on turning
So you say
So you say
Tell me why
All the stars have lost their mystery now
Tell me why
Tell me how
Where love has been
The taste of wine
Seems to linger on like distant perfume
And all of the memories
Carelessly left behind
Ghosts and lies
They haunt me wherever I go
So you say
That the pain of love will pass away
So you say
So you say
(Sax solo)
Before goodbye
I look for the fire behind your eyes
But they're cold as ice
I hear in your voice
The echo of love that's gone by
Now I cry
I'll love you for all of my life
So you say
It's a feeling I'll get over someday
So you say
So you say
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BOY FROM NEW YORK CITY
By John Taylor & George Davis
Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
He's kind of tall
He's really fine
Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine
And he's neat
And oh so sweet
And just the way he looked at me
He swept me off my feet
Ooo whee, you ought to come and see
How he walks
And how he talks
Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
He's really down
And he's no clown
He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
And he's cute
In his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot
Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see
His dueling scar
And brand new car
Every time he says he loves me
Chills run down my spine
Every time he wants to kiss me
He makes me feel so fine
Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Well he can dance
(He can dance, take a chance with a little ro-)
And make romance
(mance baby, cause he's a looker)
That's when I feel in love
With just one glance
(He's sweet talking and cool)
He was shy
And so was I
And now I know I'll never, ever say goodbye
Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see
He's the most
From coast to coast
Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
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TWILIGHT TONE
By Alan Paul and Jay Graydon, Lyrics by Alan Paul
When I hear this melody
This strange illusion takes over me
Through a tunnel of the mind
Perhaps a present or future time oh, oh
Out of nowhere comes this sound
This melody that keeps spinning 'round & 'round
Pyramidal locomotion
From a mystic unknown zone
Hearin' the twilight
Hearin' the twilight tone
Unpretentious girl from Memphis
Saw the future through her third eye
People came with skepticism
Picking, testing her precision, no, wo, oh, oh
Suddenly they heard this sound
This melody that keeps spinning 'round & 'round
A signpost up ahead is calling
Through the mystic unknown zone
Hearin' the twilight
Twilight swept away, feelin' the rhythm
Hearin' the twilight
Twilight swept away, ba da, loo da, ba da loo da
Hearin' the twilight
Twilight tone
Submitted for your approval. One Mr. Miller, who's about
to take a trip into oddness and obsolescene, through a
zone whose boundaries are that of imagination.
Accompanying him on this journey is the mesmerizing
sound of the Twilight Tone.
On a cold & rainy night
One Mister Miller had a rare flight
Glen was up there boppin' a rhythm
Then the engine stopped to listen with him
Play that beat, oh, oh
Suddenly he heard this sound
This melody that keeps spinning 'round & 'round
Now he resides and plays trombone
In the mystic unknown zone
Hearin' the twilight
(Ooooooh, twilight)
Hearin' the twilight
(Hearin' the twilight)
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FOUR BROTHERS
By Jimmy Giuffre & Jon Hendricks
Take a seat and cool it 'cause unless you overrule it
We are ready to show you some blowin'
A rompin' and a stompin' is a lot of fun
Four brothers who are blowin' our horns
So settle down an' listen 'cause you don't know what you're missin'
And we're ready to give you a showin'
A movin' it 'n groovin' it has just begun
Four brothers who are blowin' our horns
We got a little message that you're gonna enjoy
Ain't no sense in dodgin' the facts
So settle in your easy chair an' if you ever had a care - forget it,
It's time to relax
We might as well admit it, we're the best that ever did it
But in case you ain't too sure a knowin'
We're gonna let you listen to us one by one
Four brothers who are blowin' our horns
JANIS:
How'd ya do, I'm talkin' about you
It's very nice to know that you have really taken time to listen to
me blow
'Cause as sure as I'm born, I'm blowin' my horn
It's me baby, I'm blowin', zootin' it up
And I hope you dig the sounds I'm makin' more'n any other
Now I must go for it's time for you to listen to my other brother
TIM:
I think the chick's talkin' 'bout me so I'd better go 'n see
I'm hip that she knows a horn is very best to greet you
That's the reason I'm blowin' so snappily
I don't know what ya got, but it thrills me an' I hope to have a lot
'Cause it puts me in clover
So baby, if you would like to dig my other brother
You're gonna have to turn the record over
ALAN:
Hey hey hey
Who ya talkin' about, say who ya talkin' about
Did I hear you say you'd introduce your other brother
'Cause in case I heard you talkin' about three, that's me
Pleased to meet you, how'd you do, how are you, nothing new,
How is everything with you?
Whattya say I leave this jazz up to my brother --
CHERYL:
Dig dig dig my Long Island sound
I hope you're puttin' it down
You got me in a mood that's so romantic
If you notice you can dig this silly old act
Because I'm actin' so distracted when I dig you
Pretty baby you will never know how much I really dig you
You have got me so excited that I goofed blowin' my horn
ALL:
Ooh bop the news is gettin' around, we're really puttin' it down
We're glad of fact that you enjoy it and we wish we had the time to
give you more
Thank you for the compliment
You told us we were better just as if we didn't know it
We're hip that we're the best, we're over all the rest
We're in the modern school, we always play it cool, we never play the
fool
The honkers and the squeakers might be stealin' the show
But we don't go for that, so while we blow
BAND MEMBER:
Hi-ho, lackadaise, for it's a natural fact
I ain't no kin, but I would like to get in the act!
ALL:
Well get outta here, get outta here, get outta here
Now fellas we appreciate him makin you mad,
But we must ask you to apologize
Because after all he's in our band
Four brothers, four brothers, four brothers
Although we sound like more
Four brothers, four brothers, four brothers
We're really only four
We like to blow but we don't know how time can fly and how our cares
pass away
We wish the time would never go so we could take our time an' blow 'til
judgement day
Four brothers, four brothers, four brothers
Now just one final word:
JANIS: I'd like to know you and I hope I don't forget you
TIM: It's really a pleasure and I hope I don't look silly to you
ALAN: I'm hopin' the story that I told did not upset you
CHERYL: Sorry now in conclusion were you hoping that you heard four
ALL:
So just before we go we want you to know ---
We're glad you let us show you how we always end up with that jazz
(We don't call for back up on the road)
Oh - ohhh!!!!
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BLEE BLOP BLUES
Music by William "Count" Basie - Lyrics by Jon Hendricks
All the night it's bli-bli-bli
'N blop-blop-blop 'n drip, drip, drip
I'm turnin' the faucet off
Pretty uptight from bli-bli-bli
'N blop-blop-blop, I hate this trip
I'm turnin' the faucet off
That faucet's drippin'
Turnin' the faucet off
Tryin' t'sleep, I need my rest
But there's no rest f'me, I guess
I'm turnin' the faucet off
(Repeat Top)
My mind is flippin'
Turnin' the faucet off
I'm tryin' my best to sleep
I'm tryin' without success
I tell y' it just ain't fair a faucet
Measures in this mess
That's it, I guess!
Every night I gotta git up in the middle of the gol'durn night
An' it's colder'n a Swedish well-digger's behin'
But I gotta do it
Otherwise I'm outta' m'min. stone crazy
Stop the faucet from drippin'
'N drivin y'nuts - stone nuts
It's drivin' you crazy
One more drip an' you'll scream
No stuff, you can look him
An' tell he has enough
Whoa-oh, lemme tell y'really
It's rough
Talkin' 'bout them blee blop blues
I'm hip to that drip goofin' my sleep
I'm so tired o'gittin' up in the night
What a catastratrose
Pride's got me feelin' I'm boun't'
Behave like an oaf
I'll git me a hammer - Bam!
Quite the difference in the way
The faucet soun's now
I'm gonna go bam-bam-bam-bam
Bam-bam-bam on that faucet
Damn that faucet for the stupid ol'
Drip that it is I tell y'
I really am sick o'that drip
Maybe the plumber man's
Got him a better, prettier tip
About stoppin' that drip
But as f'now
Background:
When you be deep within y'nightly nap
An' nothin worser than a drippin' tap
You try t'lay there an' preten' you deaf
But soon y' fin'ly know there ain' nothin' left
That you jus' cannot stand it anymore
You're hip
Drip drip drip drip
An' so y'git up an' you're half asleep
You're so disgusted that'cha wanna weep
You bump your knee while tryin' t'find the lamp
Your throat is dried up and y'feelin' a cramp
You can't feel dum'r an' you'd like t'kill the plum'er
You envy children in summer camp
But as for now
But as for now
The drippin' soun'
The drippin' soun'
Has got me so I'm 'bout t'tear the plumin' down
I'm 'bout t'tear the plumin' down I'm talkin' down
Y'gotta stop
Y'gotta stop
The constant seep
The constant seep
Because it makes it real impossible t'sleep
Real impossible t'sleep, I'm talkin' sleep
Your plum'er goofed
So face the fact
Y' gotta use
A lot o'tact
Your plumber really gotta' straighten
Up his act
Next time you're li'ble to crack
Folks with leaky faucets
Think o'wakin' up millions o'times
T'stop the faucet drippin'
Part o'the trouble o'livin' with plumbin'
Is the dues a fella always pays
Adoptin' fancy citified ways
That's what'cha git f'livin in the city
Whenever a nature lover hears your tale
You ain' gonna git lots o'pity
Dig - when y'r bothered by the blee bop blues
Dig this - turn the faucet off'n you'll stop blues
Then dig this - you won't have t'sing th'
Blee bop blues
When pipes're drippin' nerves're strainin'
People jus' can't help complainin'
Everybody really c'n dig that
Stuff that pipe
End this endless incredible gripe
End this endless gripe
That's them dues' - Blee blop blues
Yeah - - - - - - -
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CANDY
By Mack David, Joan Whitney & Alex Kramer
Candy
I call my sugar Candy
Because I'm sweet on Candy
and Candy's sweet on me
She understands me
My understanding Candy
And Candy's always handy
When I need sympathy
You wish that there were four of her
So I could love much more of her
She has taken your complete heart
Got a sweet tooth for my sweetheart
Candy
It's gonna be just dandy
The day I take my Candy
And make her mine, all mine
Candy
I call my sugar Candy
Because I'm sweet, so sweet on Candy
And Candy's sweet on me
You wish that there were four of him
Oh how I could love much more of him
He has taken your complete heart
You got a sweet tooth for your sweetheart
Candy
It's gonna be just dandy
The day I take my candy
Gee how the sun will shine
On the day my Candy
On the day my Candy
On the day my Candy's mine
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A GAL IN CALICO
By Leo Robin/Arthur Schwartz
Met a gal in calico
Down in Santa Fe
Used to be her Sunday beau
'Til I rode away
Do I want her
Do I want her love - yes, siree
Will I win her
Will I win her love - wait and see
Workin' with the rodeo
Rode from town to town
Seen most every kinda gal
Every kind of gown
But who makes my heart sing
Yipee yi, yipee yo -
My little gal in calico
I'll take my gal in calico
Down in Santa Fe
Guess I better let her know
That I feel this way
Is she waitin' (is she waitin')
Aw, she'd better be
Am I hopin' to be ropin' her
Yes siree
Gonna quit the rodeo
Gonna settle down
Buy a bolt of calico
For a wedding gown
And will I fence her in
Yip yipee yi, yip yipee yo ---
My little gal in calico
Little gal in calico
My little gal in calico
Yipee yi, yipee yo -------
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LOVE FOR SALE
By Cole Porter
Love for sale
Advertising young love for sale
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled
Love that's only slightly soiled
Love - yes come get my love because it's right here for sale
Who will buy
Who would like to sample my supply
Who's prepared to pay the price
For a trip to paradise
Love for sale
Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way
I've known every type of love better far than they
If you want the thrill of love,
I've been through the mill of love
Old love, new love, every love but true
Love for sale
Advertising young love for sale
If you want to buy my wares
Follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale
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ON A LITTLE STREET IN SINGAPORE
Peter DeRose/Billy Hill
On a little street in Singapore
With me - beside a lotus covered door
A veil of moonlight on her lovely face
How pale the hands that held me in embrace
My sails tonight are filled with perfume of Shalimar
With temple bells that guide me to her shore
And then I hold you in my arms
And love the way I loved before
On a little street in Singapore
On a little street in Singapore
With me - beside a lotus covered door
A veil of moonlight on her lovely face
How pale the hands that held me in embrace
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TUXEDO JUNCTION
BY Buddy Feyne, William Johnson, Julian Dash & Erskine Hawkins
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Way down South, in Birmingham
I mean South, in Alabam'
There's a place
Where people go to dance the night away
It's a junction
Where the town folk meet
At each function in their best they'll greet you
Sax solo
Scat solo
Way down South, in Birmingham
I mean South, in Alabam'
That old place
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Boop bop, Boop Bop
Way down South, in Birmingham
I mean South, in Alabam'
'Ans old place
Where people go to dance the night away
They all drive or walk for miles
To get blues - that southern style,
So blue - it'll make you want to dance the night away
Tuxedo Junction - where I want to be
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THAT CAT IS HIGH
By J.M. Williams
Spoken: Folks I'm mellow as a honeydew! (Oh yeah, yeah)
That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
On man he's high
The cats higher than a kite
When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet
Man he's high
I said that cat is high
Yes he's high
Man he's higher than a kite
That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
You know I wouldn't lie
That cat is higher than a kite
Boys he's high
Oh look at them two black eyes
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky
When you see him tippin'
Round and round the block
Oh you know that cat he's very beat
Hip clean down to his socks
That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky
Yeah!
Instrumental
Scat section...ends with "Shoot some liquor to me John Boy!"
When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet
Man he's high
Yes he's high
My oh my
The cat's higher than a kite
He's high (That cat is high)
So high (That cat is high)
My my (Oh man he's high)
He's high (He's high)
He's high (That cat is high)
So high (That cat is high)
My my (Oh man he's high)
Spoken:
I want the home cookin' mama w/ the fryin' pan!
Well I know that cat is high!
Hee hee -- yeah!
That's right!
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BODY AND SOUL
By Edward Heyman, John Green, Robert Sour, & Frank Eyton
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
But Hawkins was his name
He sure could swing and play pretty too
Sounds good to me -- should sound good to you
I love to hear him playing Body and Soul
Very pleasing to the ear
When I first heard it on the record
I just stopped-- right there,
Sounded like a band of angels in the sky,
And I have never ever heard a sweeter tone
I fact I pay no 'ttention to the saxophone
'Til Coleman Hawkins came along and spoke to everyone --
Saying better listen won't you hear me,
While I play for you --
Sometimes it's hot
Then again it's blue
My soul just seems to wander,
Pleasing each and everyone --
It's what I've long been craving for
The doors have not been always open,
But I am trying to please you.
Please don't stop me.
Hope you like it folks
And then he started cookin' --
Everytime he played
Some melodic melody fast or slow
You could tell that it was Hawkins --
No other one ever has
Quite captured his tone
Just he alone --
Has the sound that penetrates
It will sure go right through you
Yes it will --
And every chorus gives you just another thrill
Then along came Eddie Jefferson
He sang the melody like Hawkins played it
He sang it true
He sang it blue
Made words for it too
All his fans in New York loved him
There's no one above him
Here in the USA
I've heard 'em say ol' Eddie was the man
Oh how he could sing
Man did he swing
Sang on the wing, did his own thing
Yes he did
Throughout the country --
Music lovers are still wiggin' on Eddie's singin'
All around the world -- he is known
Rhythm was his special joy --
He swung it like a horn
He must have been born to be a singer
'Cause his lyrics were so sincere and true
Funny sad or blue
Oh yeah!
And we've got to remind you
Many years it took him
Singing every day to achieve his first claim to fame
He was twenty years ahead of his time
And he knew it
But he kept right on-a singing
He went all around the world making rhythm
'Cause music sure was in him and he knew it was
Sang with Moody and Richie Cole
He could sing it just like Bird
But his forte was the words he wrote to
Music that he sang
So he sang, and he sang
And he sang his words so clever
And I know they'll silence him never
'Cause he cut this masterpiece
And now we're trying to sing it for you
Hope the Bean and Eddie both would still approve
There we go
We didn't mean to reminisce
You can surely bet
That we won't forget
'Cause we hear them yet
Goodbye
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MEET BENNY BAILEY
Music by Quincy Jones - Lyrics by Jon Hendricks
Let me introduce you
I've heard that boredom's entered your life
And you're feelin' real low
Have you met Benny Bailey?
Well he's a fella that you should know
They tell me lassitude's has laid you low
An' you're losin' your grip
you must meet Benny Bailey
At least he's somebody who is hip
To cure an ennui, you need a bon nuit
It's part o' the joie de vie
And his attention, I'm loathe to mention
Is, incident'ly, available
And so if providence should decree
Who'll stand in the way
So you'll meet Benny Bailey
And you'll remember your lucky day
Background Vocals: Once you've met
You won't forget
No stuff
Benny's tough
(Repeat 1,2,3)
This could be your lucky day
Incident'ly, he's the sort
Tho' seen at court
Carries an awful lotta weight
In many less royal quarters
Filled with less than regal daughters
Quite the quixotic Romeo whom every
Filly'll know because they find his
Reputation wherever they go
Whether it's here
Or whether it's in another boudoir
Whee!
He's such a scandal, really
T' handle him demands a savoir fairer
And a great indulgence rarer
Than any that I've encountered surveyin' the scene
But never mind, I'll explain it later
The fact is that he's always ready to please
And that's aroused a lot o'chatter
But it really doesn't matter, not to him
No siree! It's 'bout as big t'him as any flea
He's gotta be maitre'd
Or so it seems to me
Wait'll y'meet, you'll see what I'm sayin'
Background Vocals: Meet this cat
He's where it's at
That's right, outta sight
Benny Bailey
He's no slouch
For this I'll vouch
He's cool, he's no fool
To cure an ennui
You need a bon nuit
It's part of the joie de vie
He's the kind o'cat people hear about
But in a second-handed way
That there's nothing really clear about
Let me introduce you
I've heard that boredom's entered your life
And you're feelin' real low
Have you met Benny Bailey?
Well he's a fella that you should know
They tell me lassitude's has laid you low
An' you're losin' your grip
you must meet Benny Bailey
At least he's somebody who is hip
We're glad you got to meet Benny Bailey
I'm happy fin'lly meeting with you
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SING JOY SPRING
Music by Clifford Brown - Lyrics by Jon Hendricks
We sing a spring
(Sing joy spring)
A rare and most mysterious spring
(This most occult thing)
Is buried deep in the soul
(It's story never has been told)
The joy spring, the fountain of pleasure
Is deep inside you whether you're diggin' it or not
Once you're aware of this spring
You'll know that it's the greatest
Treasure you've got
And furthermore
The joy spring, the bounteous treasure
Cannot be bartered away and never
Can be sold
Nothing can take it from you
It's yours and yours alone to have
And to hold
And something more:
It never is lost to fire or theft
It's always around
When trouble is gone the pleasure
Is left I've always found
It's burglar-proof same as the treasure
Man lays up in heaven worth a
Price no one can measure
that says a lot
So joy spring this fountain of pleasure
That's deep inside you let me inform
You in all truth *(to Coda second time)
Ponce de Leon sought this
When he was searchin' for the fountain of youth
Ol' Ponce de Leon laughed so much he
Never did find the magic fountain
But many people with a well-adjusted
Spirit they could hear it when y'told
'em it was there tellin' them was
Like tellin' it on the mountain
It's quite a life havin' the gift of
laughter I'm a man who knows in a
minute I can tell y'just exactly how the story goes
It involves a firm conviction in another
previous life givin' your mind a chance to fly
Fly aroun' the universe investigatin' other
galaxies n' certain other subtle
types o'life tryin' t'dig it gettin'
pretty well-acquainted with a lot of
other strife an' pretty much acquirin'
yourself plenty of education
pretty soon here comes earth birth
'n then y'ready t'put it all t'work
but soon as you're finished bein' born
you start forgettin' what you knew
'Cause you're another kinda you - a
reincarnation manifestation
of spirit in sensation
Y'really got that right
The average person isn't bright
not so bright that they recall the fatal fall
down here t' this earth
their minds disguise their death to spirit
life and call it birth
that's their reason for forgetting and they
find it very upsetting when reminded
tell 'em they've lived before
They'll show y' the nearest open door
Gotta have feelin' while dealin' with
walkers in their sleep
they can't imagine somethin' as deep
Here they come - here they come - there they are
Unimaginative and ignorant of falling from a star
Here they come - there they are - there they go
Life is over in a minute an' they never dug
it in it or enjoy a minute of it
'cause they put too much above it
that was gross
somethin' that was worth a couple bucks
at mos'
So there is the reason that the maker of man
included there in his plan
A certain fountain deep within'
where there was laughter, youth 'n gold
for human beings t'have 'n hold
'n share the memory of where we've all been
Brothers called Grimm knew chances were slim'
Anybody would dig that the human soul
was Snow White
and the Seven Dwarfs were seven tempers
in man
whose digging out the gold completes
the plan
An Bacon was hip that Shakespeare
couldn't read
and so he gave him all the rhymes
that have lasted through the years
and kept eternal truths alive through
several centuries
That's how we know them now
they lasted 'cause they're true
What was it from "MacBeth?"
"Life's but a walking shadow
a player poor
that struts and frets upon the stage
and's seen no more
A tale that truly has an idiotic ring
That's full of lotsa sound and fury
signifying nothing..."
That's right signifying nothing
I'll repeat it! Nothing
Don't forget it - Nothing
And that's the reason for that spring
of joy
That the Father put inside of every
single girl and boy
Show time! Everyone's on
let's hit the stage
It's show time everyone an' proceed
to act your age
Whatever you're frownin' at is funny
enough f'laughin'
so you're wastin' all your humor on a frown
While you're bringin' your spirit down
You gotta book yourself a comic in your act
without some laughter life's a maudlin
farce 'n that's a fact
Once you know about the spring you always can smile
It becomes your one expression
and you're always wearin' it like the
Buddhas do
(Repeat Intro to *)
(Coda)
Ponce de Leon sought this
When he was searchin'
for the fountain of youth
I say in truth he
sought a magical thing
For he was searchin'
for the joy spring
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TO YOU
Music by Thad Jones - Lyrics by Jon Hendricks
To you my very heart and soul
Everyday my very heart
Very heart and soul ----
I give to you
You never know of giving
Until you give yourself
I do - To you
To you the very life I live I give to you
Very life I live
My deep devotion
My every thought and feeling, too
I give, I do
All my love, all my life to you
I've never known a day of strife
Since you entered my life
My care and my sorrow had me everyway
Before we met, I was tryin'
But my livin' felt like dyin'
To you I give all of my heart and my very soul
The life I'm living
Yes, I'm giving everything to you
It's true, really true
You know that it's true
All my love, all my life I live
I want to give to you
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DOWN SOUTH CAMP MEETIN'
Music by Fletcher Henderson & Irving Mills
Lyric by Jon Hendricks
Saints and sinners, come one, come all
(Have a little revival)
Losers, winners, answer my call
"Cause right now the tent's up
(Really it is)
The word's out -
(Truly, it is)
An' has been since the dawn
(Hear me tell ya)
The call's out
(Really it is)
An' we're 'bout
(Tendin' t'biz)
To git this meetin' on - Hear me tellin' you
Brothers n' sisters who want to repent
(That's right!)
You'll find what you've been lookin' for right here in the tent
Cheryl's solo:
Lend an ear an' you'll see
"Cause when it comes t' needin' savin' ain' nobody
knows it better than me
I was so low that I know that only a miracle like this is
the only way t' heavenly bliss
It's really the truth, Lawdy, I know it
I know it 'cuz I been taken through it
Now the spirits in me an' allowed the Lord
t'win me, I can testify to it
Sweet, sweet the angel's song
Sweet the feelin' I been searchin' for
for ever so long
I never again imagine livin' life
like I was livin' when I lived wrong
Git ready
(Sing)
Here they come! the choir's all set
Be steady
(Pray)
See the people fillin' them pews
Be willin'
(All)
To announce without a regret
It's thrillin'!
(Day)
Tell the world the wonderful news
Folks are troopin' in from far 'n near
f' news that they can hardly wait to hear
They're nearly starved 'cause they're waitin'
for food for the soul, yeah
Starved 'cause they're waitin' for what will not grow old
Preacher's openin' up the book
He's gonna pause awhile an' take a look
'n then he'll start tellin' everyone
'jes how t' do, yeah
Start tellin' everyone jus' what's true, yeah
Sister Emmy Lou done gone t' shoutin'
an jumpin' 'cause she feels the spirit
the congregation's stompin' it's feet
an' everybody's movin' outta their seat
They really gonna get this meetin' on
An' praise the Lord until the dawn
(Yeah) - Hear that preacher spread the word
(Hear that Preacher)
'cause its the greatest word you ever heard
He's our teacher
When he says "I'm callin' sinners right now you hear?
I'm callin' sinners right to me"
When ol' Satan grabs your soul
When he grabs you
It takes the Lord's true word to break his hold,
Trouble nabs you
So I say, "You got to listen mostly to me.
You got to listen closely."
Don't let the devil catch y' nappin'
Gotta' keep the vigil every minute
or the devil surely git you
"Watch your step 'n how you act
Watch what you do
Mister Scratch is here, an' that's a fact
He wants you too
If anyone can stop him, I can
That's why I'm the Preacher Man"
We hear the word
We hear your voice
We know there really isn't any other choice
Head f'heaven t'day
(We're on the gospel train)
We can show you the way
(Relieve all strain)
Leave your cares and your woes
(Yes!)
Heaven knows
(Yes!)
Y' dodge that devil in his fine fancy clothes
(Yes!)
Come git aboard
(We still got space)
Hear the word of the Lord
(We saved your place)
Save your soul while y'can
(Yes!)
Sinner man
(Yes!)
Git on as fast as you can
(Repeat)
You've heard the sermon sublime
Down South Camp Meetin' time!
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UNTIL I MET YOU (Corner Pocket)
Music by Freddie Green
Lyrics by Don Wolf
I used to be so fancy free,
But really lonesome as could be,
Till one lucky day, you came my way
I never knew what love was all about
UNTIL I MET YOU.
I knew it right from the start
I used to think there'd never be,
A girl who'd ever care for me,
Then, what d’ya know, you made it so,
I never knew what love was all about,
UNTIL I MET YOU.
Once we start, then we'll never part
In my blue life,
No one at all would even care if I cried.
(Hurtin' inside)
In my new life,
I'm walkin' tall, I got a feelin' of pride
Glowin' inside.
And, lover, you're the reason why,
A lonely girl is ridin' high
Now, who do you see, lucky as me?
I never knew what love was all about,
UNTIL I MET YOU.
It's cherry pink -
And apple blossom white
That's right - pink and white
I be tellin' y' right
Who'da' ever believed a guy that
Hustled pool was such a romantic;
He really was frantic
He pursue_________d me
Chalkin’ his cue
Lemme’ tell y’ now, without a doubt
Gettin' ready for a little romance
The rustic romeo pursued me
Now is his chance
He showed me such emotion that I finally
That's what t'do if he's got some eyes - - - - -
Took a notion to give in
F'Hittin on you
An' when y' took the notion
Love is a game
Did you imagine his emotion
Everybody plays it the same
Ever was the kind t' go f'coolin'
It's a game - y' play by the rules
Did 'ja think he might be jivin' and only foolin'
Tho y' know the winners are victims
Or did you appraise it as real?
An' losers are fools
Did you go f'what came?
Now that you're his
Or was love in the game?
He c'n put his mind t'tending t' biz
If love is the answer
'Cause thats how it is -
Then you'll never, ever be quite the same
When y' find love, that's the one thing
I'm sure you know that that's so
You'll be sure of -
Well I dropped m'heart now an' bent it
Said a few sincere words
Never dreamin' that I meant it
To tell you the truth, I never,
ever really meant to begin it
How can you explain true love?
How can I disdain true love?
Love is real exciting it's so exciting - That when it
Turned me around I didn't feel like fighting
It wouldn't a caught me
Except when I saw you I was surer than sure
This really couldn't be
But what'y-know
It really was so!
I'm ready f'settlin' right down
No more runnin' around
And that's the truth, really the truth,
Really ain't puttin' on no act.
Really a fact
Really, this ain't no time f'jivin'
'Cause what I'm tellin' y' really comes
Right from this heart of mine
An' lemme tell y' there's an awful lot o'
Sacrifice t' lay it on the line
What's this thing people call love
Something nobody has too much of
This game all misunderstand, but play it
One thing's sure; Love's what I'm in
Unloose cupid's bow, let it begin
That's it! Let that madness start!
There goes my heart!
It's got me stumblin', it's got me mumblin'
I'm like a ship without a rudder,
A car without wheels
Unless y' feel it, I can't reveal it
Y' gotta have it happen to y'
T' know how it feels
One thing's sure; Love has got me
I'm as certain as certain can be
I'm yours till eternity
From the day that we met
When you showed on the set
I remember it yet
I was knocked out
I took one look at you
And what else could I do
Love walked in and I knew
There was no doubt
No, no doubt
I love you, yes, I sure do, yes, I love you
Yes, you know it
I know that you knew from the start
Now we two become one
and we'll make it together
I never really knew what love was all about
UNTIL I MET YOU.
I never really knew what love was all about
UNTIL I MET YOU.
Good - - - Shot!
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WHY NOT! (MANHATTAN CARNIVAL)
Music by Michael Camilo
Lyrics by Hilary Koski & Julie Eigenberg
Let me in, I've got to be near you
Let the song begin
Just let me hear you
Oh pretty baby don't leave me all
alone on my knees
Oh please, you'll like me
I'll show you
What will be will be, just let me know you
One two now you and me could be so hot
We got a lot, tell me now why not?
Play me out, make me shout
Tell me what you really feel so I
can see what you're about
I'll do all I can just to chase away your doubts
I'm here let me wash away your fear
Hey dear, let me hear what you're
doing way over there
You see you'll like me I'll show you
What will be will be, just let me know you
One two now you and me could be so hot
We got a lot, tell me now why not?
Come on and jump the wire,
you give my soul desire
Send me baby
Be a little crazy! Like the first
time fall in love
We read it in the stars above
Repeat
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ANOTHER NIGHT IN TUNISIA
Music by Frank Paparelli & John "Dizzy" Gillespie
Lyrics by Jon Hendricks
Livin' in the middle 'n relaxin' while y' loosen only a little
Means y'gotta figure out a way y'oughtta' go
'N steady movin' on ahead're anywhere y'kharma led'n
With a fascinatin' desert f'y'bed
How very inviting!
Such a lush, poetic sight full o'lots o'lovely desert
And a rare, exotic mystery at night
How y'gonna beat it f'r a magic delight
Thrill to the chant of - the Muezzin
Callin' all t'pray aroun' the closin' o'the day
Becomes a regular occurrence
Git offa' the camel's back
Put you a tent up, lay you a mat down
Ready t'dream o'what'cha lack
Meanwhile, y'quietly sleepin' soun'ly
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CAPIM (CAPIM)
Music & Lyrics by Djavan
Capim do vale
Vara de goiabeira
Na beira do rio
Paro para me benzer
Mae d'agua sai um pouquinho
Desse seu leito-ninho
Que eu tenho um carinho
Par lhe fazer
Pinheiros do parana
Que bom te-los
Como areia no mar
Mangas do para
Pitombeiras da borborema
A ema gemeu
No tronco do jurema
Cacique perdeu
Mas lutou que eu vi
Jari nao e deus
Mas acham que sim
Que fim levou o amor
Plantel um pe de fulo
Deu capim
(Repeat)
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A NIGHTINGALE SANG IN BERKELEY SQUARE
By Eric Maschwitz & Manning Sherwin
That certain night
The night we met
There was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the Ritz
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
I may be right
I may be wrong
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
The moon that lingered over London town
Poor puzzled moon
He wore a frown
Oh how could he know we two were so in love
The whole wide world was upside down
The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodbye
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
A nightingale sang. A nightingale sang
The streets of town
Were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodbye
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
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BIRDLAND
By Zawinul & Jon Hendricks
5,000 light years from Birdland
But I'm still preachin' the rhythm
Long-gone, uptight years from Birdland
An' I'm still teachin' it with 'em
Years from the land of the Bird
An' I am still feelin' the spirit
5,000 light years from Birdland
But I know people can hear it
Bird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, then played it
Well-stated! Birdland--
it happened down in Birdland
Oh!
In the middle of that hub
I remember one jazz club
Where we went to pat feet
Down on fifty-secon' street
Everybody heard that word
That they named it after Bird
Where the rhythm swooped and swirled
The jazz corner of the world
An' the cats they gigged in there
Were beyond compare
Birdland - I'm singin' Birdland
Birdland - Ol' swingin' Birdland
Hey, man, the music really turns you on!
Y' turn me on,
Really, y' turn me aroun'
'N turn me on
Down them stairs, lose them cares - where?
Down in Birdland
Total swing, bop was king - there
Down in Birdland
Bird would cook, May would look - where?
Down in Birdland
Miles came through, 'Trane came too - there
Down in Birdland
Basie blew, Blakey too - where?
Down in Birdland
Cannonball played that hall - there
Down in Birdland
Yeah---
There may never be nothin' such as that
No Mo' - No Mo'
Down in Birdland, that's where it was at
I know - I know
Back in them days bop was ridin' high
Hello! 'n goodbye!
How well those cats remember
Their first Birdland gig
To play in Birdland is an honor we still dig
Yeah---that club was like--
In another world, sure enough--
Yeah, baby
All o' the cats had the cookin' on
People just sat an' they was steady lookin' on
Then Bird--he came 'n spread the word--
Birdland
Yes, indeed, he did
Yes, indeed, he did
Yes, indeed, he did
Yes, he did, Parker played at Birdland
Yes, he really did
Yes, indeed, he really did
Yes, he really did
Told the truth down in Birdland
Yes, indeed he did, Charlie Parker played in
Birdland
Yes, indeed, he really did
Charlie Parker played in Birdland
Bird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it,
Then played it
Well-stated! Birdland
It happened down in Birdland
Everybody dug that beat
Everybody stomped their feet
Everybody digs be-bop
An' they'll never stop
Down them stairs, lose them cares - yeah!
Down in Birdland
Total swing! bop was king - yeah!
Down in Birdland
Bird would cook, May would look - yeah,
Down in Birdland
Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah!
Down in Birdland
Basie blew, Blakey too - yeah!
Down in Birdland
Cannonball played that hall - yeah
Down in Birdland
Down them stairs, lose them cares - yeah
Down in Birdland
Total swing! bop was king - yeah
Down in Birdland
Bird would cook, May would look - yeah,
Down in Birdland
Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah!
Down in Birdland
Basie blew, Blakey too - yeah!
Down in Birdland
Cannonball played that hall - yeah
Down in Birdland
Down them stairs, lose y' cares -yeah
Down in Birdland
Total swing! bop was king - yeah
Down in Birdland
Bird would cook, May would look - yeah,
Down in Birdland
Background Solo:
Come in pairs down them stairs, lose y' cares
Them that dares gits it!
Pay the gate, don't be late
It's a date! - whattay' know
If y' dig, then you'll dig, it's a groove
Quite a groove, 'cause y' t' move
Come in twos, pay your dues
What can you lose?
Just your blues!
So lose them!
The band swingin' one and all and what a ball!
Yeah!
Music is good, music is better than good
Pretty good
Very nice
Really very good - things are bein' like they should
Very good -- very good -- very good
All y' gotta do is lend an ear
An' listen to it
Then y' dig a little sooner than soon
You'll be diggin' everything diggin' all the music
What a ball!
How y' gonna figure out
A way t' bring it all about amid a
Lot o' other music on the set'n on
The scene know what I mean?
How y' gonna separate the music from the scene
'Gonna have t' keep the memory clean
Y' gonna hear a lotta' sound -- a lotta soun'