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Nina Simone
Nina Simone


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Настоящее имя Eunice Kathleen Waymon
Дата рождения 21 февраля 1933 г.
Место рождения Tryon, North Carolina, United States
Дата смерти 21 апреля 2003 г.
Место смерти Carry-le-Rouet, Bouches-du-Rhône, France
Жанры Jazz
Blues
Soul
R&B
Folk
Gospel
Годы 1954—2003
Лейблы RCA Records
Legacy Recordings
Сайт Website



Альбом Nina Simone


Legendary Nina Simone (2000)
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Young, gifted, and black
Oh what a lovely precious dream
To be young, gifted, and black
Open your heart to what I mean

In the whole world you'll know
There’s a million boys and girls
Who are young, gifted, and black
And that's a fact!

You are young, gifted, and black
We must begin to tell our young
There's a world waiting for you
Yours is the quest that's just begun

When you’re feeling real low
There's a great truth that you should know
When you're young, gifted, and black
Your soul's intact!

To be young, gifted, and black
Oh how I've longed to know the truth
There are times when I look back
And I am haunted by my youth

Oh but my joy of today
Is that we can all be proud to say
To be young, gifted, and black
Is where it's at…Is where it's at…Is where it's at!

. . .


I loves you Porgy
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
And drive me mad
If you can keep me, I wants to stay here
With you forever and I'd be glad
I loves you Porgy
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
With his hot hand
If you can keep me, I wants to stay here
With you forever
I got my man

Someday, I know he's comin' back
To call me...
He's gonna handle me and hold me so
It's gonna be like dyin', Porgy,
Deep inside me,
But when he calls I know I have to go

Porgy, I's your woman now
I is, I is...
And I ain't never goin' nowhere
'Less you shares the fun
Want no wrinkle on your brow,
No how
Because the sorrow of the past is all
Done, done
My Porgy,
Now the real happiness is just begun
There's no wrinkle on my brow
No how
And I ain't goin'
You hear me saying, if you ain't goin',
With you I'm stayin'

Porgy, I's yo' woman now
I's yours forever
Mornin' time and evenin' time
And summer time and winter time
Mmm
Oh my Porgy
My man Porgy
From this minute I'm tellin' you
I keep this vow
Porgy, I's yo' woman now

. . .


In the Morning

In the morning when the moon is at it's rest,
you will see me at the time I love the best
watching rainbows play on sunlight;
pools of water iced from cold night,in the morning.
'Tis the morning of my life.

In the daytime I will meet you as before.
You will find me waiting by the ocean floor,
building castles in the shifting sands
in a world that no one understands,
In the morning.
'Tis the morning of my life,

In the morning of my life the
minutes take so long to drift away
Please be patient with your life
It's only morning and you're still to live your day

In the ev'ning I will fly you to the moon
To the top right hand corner of
the ceiling in my room
Where w'll stay until the sun shines
Another day to swing on clothe's lines
May I be yawning
It is the morning of my life
It is the morning of my life
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning

. . .


(1968) Randy Newman

Broken windows and empty hallways
A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today

Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles
With frozen smiles to chase love away
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today

Lonely, lonely
Tin can at my feet
Think I'll kick it down the street
That's the way to treat a friend

Bright before me the signs implore me
To help the needy and show them the way
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it's going to rain today

. . .


Chip Taylor

There'll be no strings to bind you hands
Not if my love can bind your heart
And theres no need to take a stand
For it was I who chose to start
I see no reason to take me home
I'm old enough to face the dawn

Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me (baby)
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Then slowly turn away from me

Maby the suns light will be dim
But it wont matter anyhow
If mornings echo says we've sinned
Well it would what i would give now
And if we're victims of the nght
I won't be blinded by the light

Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me (baby)
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Then slowly turn away, I wont beg you to stay with me, me

Through the tears, of the days, of the years
Baby, Baby, baby

Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me (baby)
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me (baby)

Repeat to fade

. . .


Now if your mind lies in the Devil's workshop
And evil duens your thrill
And trouble and mischief is all you live for
You know darn well
That you'll go to hell

So you're living high and mighty
Rich off the fat of the land
Just don't dispose of your natural soul
'cos you know darn well
That you'll go to hell

I say hell
Where your natural soul burns
Hell
Where you pay for your sins
Hell
Keep your children from wrongdoing
'cos you know darn well
That they'll go to hell.

I say hell
Man, woman were created
Hell
To live for eternity
Hell
With an apple they ate from the tree of hate
So you know darn well
That they went to hell

Now Satan was an angel in heaven
But he stirred up trouble and woe
So the LORD commanded that the Devil be branded
So you know darn well
He went to hell
Yeah, he went to hell
Yeah, he went to hell
He went to hell.

. . .


And I wish I knew how
It would feel to be free
I wish that I could break
All the chains holding me
I wish I could say
All the things that I'd like to say
Say 'em loud say 'em clear
For the whole round world to hear
I wish I could share
All the love that's in my heart
Remove all the bars
that keep us apart
And I wish you could know
What it means to be me
Then you'd see and agree
Every man should be free

I wish I could give
All I'm longin' to give
I wish I could live
Like I'm longin' to live
And I wish I could do
All the things that I can do
And I'm way way over due
I'd be starting anew

I wish I could be like a bird up in the sky ,hey
How sweet it would be
If I found I could fly
Oh, I'd soar to the sun
And look down at the sea
then I'd sing coz I'd know
I sing because I know
yeah
And I sing because I know
yeah
To be free, yeah

. . .


Suzanne takes you down to her place BY (near) the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night FOREVER (beside her)
And you know that she's half crazy
AND (But) that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
(then) She gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.

NOW (And) Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
'CAUSE (And) you think maybe you('ll) CAN trust him
'CAUSE (For) he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
BETWEEN (Among) the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning, LEANING out for love
And they will lean that way forever

. . .


Langston Hughes, Nina Simone

Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash
Just who do think I am
You raise my taxes, freeze my wages
And send my son to Vietnam

You give me second class houses
And second class schools
Do you think that alla colored folks
Are just second class fools
Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you
With the backlash blues

When I try to find a job
To earn a little cash
All you got to offer
Is your mean old white backlash
But the world is big
Big and bright and round
And it's full of folks like me
Who are black, yellow, beige and brown
Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you
With the backlash blues

Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash
Just what do you think I got to lose
I'm gonna leave you
With the backlash blues
You're the one will have the blues
Not me, just wait and see

. . .


Cherish is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don't know how many times I've wished that I had told you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could hold you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could
Mold you into someone who could
Cherish me as much as I cherish you

Perish is the word that more than applies
To the hope in my heart each time I realize
That I am not gonna be the one to share your dreams
That I am not gonna be the one to share your schemes
That I am not gonna be the one to share what
Seems to be the life that you could
Cherish as much as I do yours

Oh I'm beginning to think that man has never found
The words that could make you want me
That have the right amount of letters, just the right sound
That could make you hear, make you see
That you are drivin' me out of my mind

Oh I could say I need you but then you'd realize
That I want you just like a thousand other girls
Who'd say they loved you With all the rest of their lies
When all they wanted was to touch your face, your hands
And gaze into your eyes

Cherish is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don't know how many times I've wished that I had told you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could hold you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could
Mold you into someone who could
Cherish me as much as I cherish you

And I do cherish you
And I do cherish you

Cherish is the word

. . .


Oh we got a revolution
I see ...

Helo, hold it...
(speaks....)

.... start again

And now we got a revolution
Cause i see the face of things to come

Yeah, the Constitution
Well, my friend, its gonna have to bend
Im here to tell you about destruction
Of all the evil that will have to end.

Some folks are gonna get the notion
I know they'll say im preachin hate
But if i have to swim the ocean
Well i would just to communicate
Its not as simple as talkin jive
The daily struggle just to stay alive

Singin about a revolution
Because were talkin about a change
Its more than just evolution
Well you know, you got to clean your brain
The only way that we can stand in fact
Is when you get your foot off our back

....

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Bob Dylan

When you're lost in the rain in Juarez
And it's Easter time too
And your gravity fails
And negativity don't pull you through
Don't put on any airs
When you're down on rue morgue avenue
They got some hungry women there
And they really make a mess out of you

Now if you see Saint Annie
Please tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move
My fingers are all in a knot
I don't have the strength
To get up and take another shot
And my best friend my doctor
Won't even say what it is I have got

Sweet Melinda
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English
And she invites you up into her room
And you're so kind
And careful not to go to her too soon
And she takes your voice
And leaves you howling at the moon

Up on housing project hill
It's either fortune or fame
You must pick one or the other
Though neither of them
Are to be what they claim
If you're looking to get silly
You better go back from where you came
Because the cops don't need you
And man they expect the same

Now all the authorities
They just stand around and boast
Hew they blackmailed the sergeant at arms
Into leaving his post
And picking up angel who
Just arrived here from the coast
Who looked so fine at first
But left looking like a ghost

I started out on burgundy
But soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd stand behind me
When the game got rough
But the joke was on me
There was nobody even there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City
I do believe I've had enough

. . .


One more
Sunday in Savannah
Hear the whole creation shoutin'
Praise the Lord
See them flinging out the banner
While the congregation says amen

Young folk
Tendin' Sunday School
They sing merrilly 'bout the golden rule
Horse sense preaching all the day
They all hollar in the righteous way

It's time for me to call on Mother Hannah
While she sits there wishing for her last reward
One more Sunday in Savannah
One more Sunday in Atlanta
It's the same thing
Same feeling

Don't ya dare
Go fishin' son
Amen

. . .


I get along without you very well
Of course, I do
Except when soft rains fall
And drip from leaves then I recall
The thrill of being sheltered
In your arms
Of course, I do
But I get along without you very well

I've forgotten you
Just like I said I would
Of course, I have
Or maybe except when I hear your name
Someone's laugh that's just the same
I've forgotten you just like
I should

What a guy
What a fool am I
To think my aching hearth
Could keep the moon
What's in store
Should I phone once more
No, no, no, no, no
It's best that I stick to my tune

I said that I get along
Without you very well
Of course, I do
Except perhaps in spring
But then I should never
Ever think of spring
For that would
Surely break my heart in two

. . .


Everyone's gone to the moon

Streets full of people, all alone
Roads full of houses, never home
A church full of singing, out of tune
Everyone's gone to the moon

Eyes full of sorrow, never wet
Hands full of money, all in debt
Sun coming out in the middle of June
Everyone's gone to the moon

You see a long time ago life had begun
Everyone went to the sun

Parks full of motors, painted green
Mouths full of chocolate-covered cream
Arms that can only lift a spoon

You see everyone's gone
Everybody's gone
Everyone's gone to the moon
Everyone's gone to the moon
What will happen now
Everyone's gone to the moon
There's nobody left
Everyone's gone to the moon

. . .


Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
If this joint is raided
Somebody get me my gin
Don't try me nobody
Cause you will never win
Don't try me nobody
Cause you will never win
I'll fight the army and navy
Somebody give me my gin
I don't want no clothes
I don't want no bed
I don't want no clothes yeah
Want no bed
Want no pork chops and greens
Just give me gin instead
Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
Stay away from me yeah
Cause i'm in my sin
Joint is raided
I don't care!
Give me my gin!
I'm in my sin
Joint is raided
Lets go home
So i can get me my gin

. . .


Hey Lordy mama
I heard you wasn't feeling' good
They're spreadin' dirty rumors
All around the neighborhood
They say you're mean and evil
And don't know what to do
That's the reason that he's gone
And left you black and blue
Hey yeah
Tell me what you gonna do now

They say he's left you all alone
To weather this old storm
He's got another woman now
Hangin' on his arm, yeah yeah yeah
That old fool's tellin' everybody
He's sick and tired of you
Hey Lordy Lordy mama
What you gonna do
Hey yeah
Tell me what you gonna do

They say you love to fuss and fight
And bring a good man down
And don't know how to treat him
When he takes ya' on the town
They say you ain't behind him
And just don't understand
And think that you're a woman
But actin' like a man
Hey Lordy mama
What you gonna do now?

Get your nerves together, baby
And set the record straight
Set it straight
Let the whole round world know
It wasn't you that cause his bitter fate
All these years you loved him
And he knows it's true
'Cause what you're wantin' for your man
Is what he's wantin', too
Hey yeah
Tell me what you gonna do now

When you love a man enough
You're bound to disagree
'Cause ain't nobody perfect
'Cause ain't nobody free
Hey Lordy mama
Tell me what you gonna do
What you gonna do

. . .


(Refrain)
Here comes the sun Little darlin, here comes the sun I say, its all right, its all right
(Repeat 1)

Little Darlin its been a long cold and lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here
(Refrain)

Little darlin the smiles have returned to the faces now little darlin it seems like years since you've been here

Little darlin its been a long cold lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here

Here somes the sun, arent you glad to see it, I say its all right

Here comes the sun little darlin, I say Its alright

Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun I say Little Darlin, it seems like years since you've been here
Little darlin here comes the sun, its all right
You can come on out

. . .


I want a little sugar
In my bowl
I want a little sweetness
Down in my soul
I could stand some lovin'
Oh so bad
I feel so funny and I feel so sad

I want a little steam
On my clothes
Maybe I can fix things up
So they'll go
Whatsa matter Daddy
Come on, save my soul
I need some sugar in my bowl
I ain't foolin'
I want some sugar in my bowl

You been acting different
I've been told
Soothe me
I want some sugar in my bowl
I want some steam
On my clothes
Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go
Whatsa matter Daddy
Come on, save my soul
I want some sugar in my bowl
I ain't foolin'
I want some sugar hmmm
In my bowl.

. . .


(1967) Robin Gibb, Barry Gibb

I walk the lonely streets; I watch the people passing by.
I used to smile and say hello. Guess I was just a happy guy.
Then you happened,girl, this feeling that posessses me.
I just can't move myself. I guess it all just had to be.

(Chorus)
I can't see nobody...no, I can't see nobody.
Mine eyes can only look at you...you.

I used to have a brain; I used to think of many things.
I watched the falling rain and listened to the sweet birds sing.
Don't ask me why, little girl. I love you and that's all I can say.
You're ev'ry ,ev'ry breath I take.You are my nights; my night and day.

(chorus...)

Every single word you hear...is coming from this heart of mine.
I never felt like this before...a love like yours so young and fine.
And now as I try to forget you...it doesn't work out any way.
I loved you such a long time ago...but in my eyes you'll always be.
Every single word you hear...is coming from this heart of mine.
I loved you such a long time ago...don't know why...
And I don't know why...baby...

(chorus...)
(chorus...)

. . .


Bob Dylan

I take
just like a woman
Yes I do
And I make love
just like a woman
and I ache
just like a woman
but I break
like a little girl

Nobody here feels any pain
tonight as I stand inside the rain
And no one has to guess
that baby's got new clothes
Lately I see her ribbons and her bows
and the problems
from her curls

REFRAIN
I take
just like a woman...

It was raining from the first
and I was dying her of thirst
That's why I came here
and a long time's curse
and what's worse
is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear
Ain't it clear

I must admit
I believe it's time for me to quit
And until we meet again
bein' introduced as friends
please don't let on
that you knew me when
I was hungry
and it was your world

REFRAIN
I take
just like a woman....


Original lyric by Bob Dylan

Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand here in the rain.
Everybody knows that baby's got new clothes,
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.

She takes just like a woman.
She makes love just like a woman.
And then she aches just like a woman.
But she breaks just like a little girl.

Queen Mary, she's my friend.
Yes I believe I'll go see her again.
Nobody has to guess that baby can't be blessed
'Till she finally sees that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamines, and her pearls.

She takes just like a woman.
She makes love just like a woman.
And then she aches just like a woman.
But she breaks just like a little girl.

(break:)
It raining at first, and I was dying there of thirst,
So I came in here.
And your long-time curse hurts, but what's worse
Is this pain in here.
I can't stay in here.
Ain't it clear...

That I just can't fit.
I believe it's time for us to quit.
But when we met again and are introduced as friends,
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry, and it was your world.

You take just like a woman.
You make love just like a woman.
And then you ache just like a woman.
But you break just like a little girl.

. . .


Nina Simone

Ah, nobody's fault but mine
Nobody's fault but mine
Tryin' to raise my soul to light

Ah, have a bible in my home
Have a bible in my home
Tryin' to raise my soul to light

.. taught me how to read
.. taught me how to read
Tryin' to raise my soul to light
Nobody's fault but mine.

Oh Lord, nobody's fault but mine
Tryin' to raise my soul to light
Ah have a bible in my home
Have a bible in my home
Tryin' to raise my soul to light
Oh, buddy she taught me how to read
Buddy she taught me how to read
Tryin' to raise my soul to light.

Ah, Lord, Lord, nobody's fault but mine
Bible and my soul tonight
And sister she taught me how to read
Sister she taught me how to read
Bible and my soul tonight.

Ah, no, no, nobody's fault but mine.
Bible and my soul tonight.
Nobody's fault but mine
Nobody's fault but mine
Tryin' to raise my soul to the light
Nobody's fault but mine

Got a bible in my home
Got a bible in my home
Tryin' to raise my soul to the light
Nobody's fault but mine - yeah!

Sister she taught me to roll
My sister she taught me to roll
I roll along the line
Nobody's fault but mine

Nobody's fault but mine
Nobody's fault but mine
I'll raise my soul to the light
Nobody's fault but mine
Take it on, take it on

I got a monkey on my back
I gotta monkey on my back, back, back
I'll raise my soul to the light
Nobody's fault but mine - yeah

Nobody's fault but mine
Nobody's fault but mine
I'll raise my soul to the light
Nobody's fault but mine
Whoo!

Naw.
Nobody's fault but mine
Nobody's fault but mine
I'll raise my soul to the light
Nobody's fault but mine

Nobody's fault but mine
Nobody's fault but mine
Tryin' raise my soul to the light
Nobody's fault but mine
Oh!

. . .


They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is not near
So I remember every face
Of every man who put me here

I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now any day now
I shall be released

They say every man needs protection
They say every man must fall
So I swear I see my reflection
Somewhere inside these walls

I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east
Any day now any day now
I shall be released

Yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd
Man who swears he's not to blame
ALl day long I hear him hollering so loud
Just crying out that he's not to blame

I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now any day now
I shall be relased

. . .


Jimmy Webb

Do what you gotta do
Come on back see me when you can
Man I can understand how it might be
Kinda hard to love a girl like me
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
I've loved you better that your own kin did
From the very start it's my own fault
What happens to my heart
You see I've always known you'd go

So you just do what you gotta do
My wild sweet love
Though it may mean that I'll never kiss
Those sweet lips again
Pay that no mind
Find that dappled dream of yours
Come on back and see me when you can

Now I know it'll make you feel sad
And make you feel so bad
They say you don't treat me me like you should
They got ways to make you feels no good
I guess they got no way to know
I've had my eyes wide open from the start
And man you never lied to me
The part of you that they'll never see
Is the part you've shown to me

So you just do what you gotta do
My wild sweet love
Though it may mean that I'll never kiss
Those sweet lips again
Pay that no mind
Find that dappled dream of yours
Come on back and see me when you can

. . .

My Man's Gone Now

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. . .


See the little brown girl
She's as old as me
She looks just like chocolate
Oh mummy can't you see

We are both in first grade
She sits next to me
I took care of her mum
When she skinned her knee

She sang a song so pretty
On the Jungle Gym
When Jimmy tried to hurt her
I punched him in the chin

Mom, can she come over
To play dolls with me?
We could have such fun mum
Oh mum what'd you say

Why not? oh why not?
Oh. . . I. . . see. . .

. . .


When your guy has got his hat,
And made himself hard to find
It doesn't mean you should go crazy,
It be's that way sometime
Find yourself another love
Who will treat you good and kind
Return that love he gives to you,
It also be's that way sometime

Baby, yes it does
Baby, yes it does
Baby, yes it does
Baby, yes it does
Baby

When you think you've found a love
And you have peace of mind
Somebody else steals his heart
Yes it also be's that way sometime

Baby, yes it does
Baby, yes it does
Baby, yes it does now
Baby, yes it does
Baby

Don't let the problems of this world
Drive you slowly out of your mind
Just smile look at the problem and say
It be's that way, be's that way sometime

Baby, yes it does
Baby, yes it does
Baby, yes it does now
Baby, yes it does
Baby, oh.....

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(1967) Robin Gibb, Barry Gibb

Many years ago I was a simple man
A simple man, no worries me;
I never lied
Please read me.

Not much conversation ever came from me,
I never saw reality;
I never tried.
Please read me.

Ah....

Maybe I've been lying on your couch too long
I'll stay if you can see me through, explain why
Please read me. Please read me. Please read me.

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Rudy Stevenson

When you like a fellow
Try to treat him right
Give him your attention
Day and Night

When he starts to smilin'
And he's got you uptight
Shower him with kisses
Day and night

Tell him how you love him
Tell him he's out of sight
Then he'll know you dig him
Day and night

If he wants to leave you
And you think he might
Beg him not to leave you
Day and night

Tell him that you're lonely
Tell him that you're cold
Tell him that you need him
Here to (Satisfy your soul)

If he likes to dance now
Tell you what you do
When you see him comin' down the street
You start to (Do the bungaloo)

Oh no, even when he's wrong
Tell him that he's righr
You can take the blame
Both day and night

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Nina Simone

Do I move you, are you willin'
Do I groove you, is it thrillin'
Do I soothe you, tell the truth now
Do I move you, are you loose now
The answer better be (Yes, yes)
That pleases me

Are you ready for this action
Does it give you satisfaction
Are you hip to what I'm sayin'
If you are then let's start swayin'
The answer better be (Yes, yes)
That pleases me

When I touch you do you quiver
Form your head down to your liver
If you like it let me know it
Don't be psychic or you'll blow it
The answer better be (Yes, yes)
That pleases me

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Buddy Johnson

When you just give love
And never get love
You'd better let love depart
I know it's so, and yet I know
I can't get you out of my heart

You made me leave my happy home
You took my love and now you're gone
Since I fell for you

Love brings such misery and pain
I guess I'll never be the same
Since I fell for you

Well, it's too bad
And it's too sad
But I'm in love with you
You love me, then you snub me
But what can I do?
I'm still in love with you

I guess I'll never see the light
I get the blues most every night
Since I fell for you
Since I fell for you...

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Lyrics to Mississippi Goddam!
Nina Simone, 1963

Mississippi Goddam (Nina Simone)
The name of this tune is Mississippi Goddam
And I mean every word of it

Alabama's gotten me so upset
Tennessee made me lose my rest
And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam

Alabama's gotten me so upset
Tennessee made me lose my rest
And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam

Can't you see it
Can't you feel it
It's all in the air
I can't stand the pressure much longer
Somebody say a prayer

Alabama's gotten me so upset
Tennessee made me lose my rest
And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam

This is a show tune
But the show hasn't been written for it, yet

Hound dogs on my trail
School children sitting in jail
Black cat cross my path
I think every day's gonna be my last

Lord have mercy on this land of mine
We all gonna get it in due time
I don't belong here
I don't belong there
I've even stopped believing in prayer

Don't tell me
I tell you
Me and my people just about due
I've been there so I know
They keep on saying "Go slow!"

But that's just the trouble
"do it slow"
Washing the windows
"do it slow"
Picking the cotton
"do it slow"
You're just plain rotten
"do it slow"
You're too damn lazy
"do it slow"
The thinking's crazy
"do it slow"
Where am I going
What am I doing
I don't know
I don't know

Just try to do your very best
Stand up be counted with all the rest
For everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam

I made you thought I was kiddin'

Picket lines
School boy cots
They try to say it's a communist plot
All I want is equality
for my sister my brother my people and me

Yes you lied to me all these years
You told me to wash and clean my ears
And talk real fine just like a lady
And you'd stop calling me Sister Sadie

Oh but this whole country is full of lies
You're all gonna die and die like flies
I don't trust you any more
You keep on saying "Go slow!"
"Go slow!"

But that's just the trouble
"do it slow"
Desegregation
"do it slow"
Mass participation
"do it slow"
Reunification
"do it slow"
Do things gradually
"do it slow"
But bring more tragedy
"do it slow"
Why don't you see it
Why don't you feel it
I don't know
I don't know

You don't have to live next to me
Just give me my equality
Everybody knows about Mississippi
Everybody knows about Alabama
Everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam

That's it!

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Hallelujah,
Hallelujah,
Hallelujah,

Oh, my Lord, (Hallelujah)
I really want to see you (Hallelujah)
I've got to see you (Hallelujah)
I really want to see you,
But it takes so long, my Lord (Hallelujah)
Oh, my Lord, (Hallelujah)
My sweet Lord (Hallelujah)
My, my Lord (Hallelujah)
I really wana to see you, (Hallelujah)
Really wana to see you, (Hallelujah)
Really wana to see you,
But it takes too long, my Lord (Hallelujah)
I will wait all my life for you
So you gotta? through (Hallelujah)
I really wana to see you now, (Hallelujah)
I've got to see with you (Hallelujah)
I've got to see with you (Hallelujah)
I really want to see you,
But it takes so long, my Lord
Oh, my Lord
My, my sweet Lord
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord
I really want to see you,
I really want to see you,
I really want to see you,
I wanna see you,
I wanna see you,
But it takes so long, my Lord
Oh, my Lord
I really wanna see you, let's go
I really wanna see you, oh yeah, oh yeah
I really wanna see you,
I really wanna see you,
I really wanna see you,
But it takes me too long, my Lord
Oh, my Lord
My sweet Lord
Sunday night (My Lord)
Hope this time I'll see ya (My Lord)
Don't you know I need ya (My Lord)
Don't you know I want you (My Lord)
Don't you know I need you (My Lord)

I wanna see you, yes, I do
I wanna see you, yes, I do
I wanna see you, yes, I do

I have to see you, yes, I do
I have to see you, yes, I do
....
....

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Mr. Bojangles

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TO LOVE SOMEBODY(1967) robin gibb, barry gibb

There' a lightA certain kind of lightIt's never shown on meI want my whole life to beLived with youLived with you
There's a wayEverybody sayDo each and every little thingWhat good does it bringIf I ain't got you If I ain't got youIf I ain't got you If I ain't got you
You don't knowWhat it's likeBaby you don't knowWhat it's likeTo love somebodyTo love somebodyThe way I love you
In my brainSee your face againI know my frame of mindYou ain't got to be so blindAnd I'm blind so blind

But I'm a womanCan't you see what I amI live and breathe for youWhat good does it doIf I ain't got you If I ain't got youIf I ain't got you If I ain't got you
Say you don't knowWhat it's likeBaby you don't know what it's likeTo love somebodyTo love somebodyThe way I love you
Oh'a, you don't knowWhat it's likeBaby you don't knowWhat it's likeTo love somebodyTo love somebodyThe way I love you

. . .


Darling, you always needed
And your tenderness is needed too
And it seems that I'm never tired
Loving you, loving you, oh oh
Never was a feeling stronger
Aching for the sweet things you do
And it seems that I'm never tired loving you
Should the mountains crumble to ashes
And the rain should cease to fall
And if the river stopped its flowing
You'd still be my all in all
And if the clouds cover the sky
So the sunlight won't come through
Then I will never, never, never, never, never,
Never, tire loving you

. . .


To everything, turn, turn, turn (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven

To everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to weep, time to laugh;
A time to mourn, time to dance;
A time to get, time to lose;
A time to embrace
And a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to sew, time to rend,
A time for silence, time to speak;
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

Oh to everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to be born and a time to die
A time to break down, time to build up
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for war, time for peace,
I swear it's not too late

To everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven

To everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)

To everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)

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Traditional

Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face so soft and wondrous fair
The purest eyes
And the strongest hands
I love the ground on where he stands
I love the ground on where he stands

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair

Oh I love my lover
And well he knows
Yes, I love the ground on where he goes
And still I hope
That the time will come
When he and I will be as one
When he and I will be as one

So black is the color of my true love's hair
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Black is the color of my true love's hair

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(1970) Stan Vincent

O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter

Someday we'll get it toghether and we'll get it undone
Someday when the world is much brighter
Someday we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Someday when the world is much lighter

O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter

Someday we'll get it toghether and we'll get it undone
Someday when the world is much brighter
Someday we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Someday when the world is much lighter

O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter

Someday we'll get it toghether and we'll get it undone
Someday when the world is much brighter
Someday we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Someday when the world is much lighter

O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
Right now right now

. . .


You know I smoked a lot of grass,Oh Lord
And I popped a lot of pills
But I never did touch nothing
That my spirit couldn't kill
You know I see a lot of people walkin' round
Here with tombstones in their eyes
'Cause the pusher don't care
Child if you live or if you die
God damn on the pusher, yea yea
I said God damn him
God damn him, pusher man

You know the dealer
I said the dealer is a man
With lots of love racks in his hand
But the pusher is a monster
Good God, oh Lord he's my natural man
You know the dealer
The dealer takes a nickel lord
And sells you lots of sweet dreams
And lord knows we need lots a sweet dreams

But here comes the pusher
Takes your body and leaves your mind a screen
God damn on the pusher
I said God damn the pusher
He's not a natural man
You know the dealer takes a nickel
And he sells a box of sweet dreams
But he pusher takes your body
He takes your body
He takes your body
And he leaves your mind a screen
God damn him
God damn him, God damn him
God damn him, God damn the pusher

If I were the president, hear me, of this land
I'd declare totale war on the pusher man
Gimme now, now
I'd shoot him if he stands
I'd cut him if he runs yea
I'd kill him with my Bible
My razor and my gun
God damn him, God damn him
Oh, the pusher
God damn the pusher man

. . .


I ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes
Ain't got no money, ain't got no class
Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweater
Ain't got no perfume, ain't got no bed
Ain't got no mind

Ain't got no mother, ain't got no culture
Ain't got no friends, ain't got no schooling
Ain't got no love, ain't got no name
Ain't got no ticket, ain't got no token
Ain't got no God

And what have I got?
Why am I alive anyway?
Yeah, what have I got
Nobody can take away?

Got my hair, got my head
Got my brains, got my ears
Got my eyes, got my nose
Got my mouth, I got my smile
I got my tongue, got my chin
Got my neck, got my boobs
Got my heart, got my soul
Got my back, I got my sex

I got my arms, got my hands
Got my fingers, got my legs
Got my feet, got my toes
Got my liver, got my blood

I've got life, I've got my freedom
I've got a lot

I've got the life
And I'm gonna keep it
I've got the life
And nobody's gonna take it away
I've got the life

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Traditional

There is a house in New Orleans
Call it the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin
Of many a poor girl
And me, oh Lord, I'm one

If I'd listened what my mama said
Be at home today
Bein' so young
And foolish, my Lord
Let a gambler lead me astray

My mother was a tailor
Sews new blue jeans
My sweetheart's is a drunkarad, Lord
Drinks down in New Orleans

Go tell my baby sister
Never do what I have done
Shun that house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun

Goin' back to New Orleans
Race is almost run
Goin' back to spend my life
Beneath, beneath, beneath, oh Lord
Beneath, oh now
Beneath the rising, rising sun
Now, now

You come on bye

. . .


Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Above you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin', changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That will be namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin', changin'.

Come senators and congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
For wind'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin', they are a-changin', Hey

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
For your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin', they are a-changin',

The line it is drawn
And the curse it is cast
And the slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
For the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin', changin'.

. . .


Like a flower waiting to bloom
Like a light bulb in a dark room
I am sitting here waiting for you to come home and turn me on
Like the desert waiting for rain
Like a school kid waiting for spring
I am sitting here waiting for you to come back home and turn me on
My poor heart, it's been so dark
Since you've been gone
After all you're the one who turned me off
Now you're the only one that can turn me back on
Uh
My hi-fi's waiting for a new tune
And my glass is waiting for some fresh ice-cubes
I'm just sitting here waiting for you to come on
Back home and turn me own.

. . .


There's a new world commin'
And it's just around the bend
There's a brand new mornin'
That belongs to you and me
A nwe world commin'
The one we had vision of
And its commin' in peace
Is commin in joy
And commin in love...yea...yea...yea
There's a new world commin'
And its just around the bend
There's a new day dawning
The one that's for you and me
A new world commin'
The one we've had vision of
And itys commin in peace
Commin' in love
Commin' in peace
Commin' in joy
And commin in peace
Commin' in joy
And commin in love
And I saw another sign in Heaven
Great and marvelous
Seven angels having the seven last plagues
For in them is filled up the Wratrh of God
And I saw as it were a sea of glass mingled with fire
And them that had gotten the victory over the beast
And over his image
And over his mark
And over his name,
Stand on the sea of glass
With the harps of God all around them.

There's a new world commin'
And its just around the bend
There's a new day dawning

. . .


The look of love is in your eyes
A look your smile can't disguise
The look of love
Is saying so much more than just words could ever say
And what my heart has heard, well it takes my breath away
I can hardly wait to hold you, feel my arms around you

How long I have waited
Waited just to love you, now that I have found you

You've got the look of love,
It's on your face
A look that time can't erase
Be mine tonight
Let this be just the start of so many nights like this
Let's take a lover's vow and then seal it with a kiss

I can hardly wait to hold you, feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to hold you, now that I have found you

Don't ever go
I love you so
Don't ever go
Don't ever go

. . .


Save me, somebody save me
Save me, somebody save me

I promised myself after the last romance
That I wouldn't give ya a second chance
They say to you seek, you're sure to find
And I know how sure that is
'Cause the closer I get to ya, baby
You're driving me clean out of my mind

I say save me
Somebody save me
Anybody save me
If somebody save me

Those who love always give the most
We're cryin' together from coast to coast
'Cause love makes me cold and hurt inside
These tears of ours unjustified
Beggin' ya to save me
Good lord
Somebody save me

Those who love always give the most
We're cryin' together from coast to coast
'Cause love leaves us cold and hurt inside
These tears of ours unjustified

Your never said ya needed me
You abused my love, to set me free
You didn't need me, you didn't even want me
Somebody help me, this man wants to taunt me

Calling the Cape Crusader, Green Hornet, Batman, Kadoo too, anybody
I'm in so much trouble, I don't know what to do yeah
If you're thinkin' a thing about me
If you love me at all
If you love me at all

Please now
Please now
Please now
Please now

Oh just save me
Wow

Hey, save me

. . .


They hold each others hands
They walk without a sound
Down forgotten streets
Their shadows kiss the ground
Their footsteps sing a song
Tat's ended before it's begun
They walk without a sound
The desperate ones

Just like the tiptoe moth
That dance before the flame
They burn their hearts so much
That death is just a name
And if love calls again
So foolishly they run, they run, they run
They run, they run, they run, they run
They run without a sound
The desperate ones

I know the road tey're on
I've walked their crooked mile
A hundred times or more
I drank their cup of bile
They watch their dreams go down
Be hind the settin sun
Yeh, yeh, yeh, they walk without a sound
The desperate ones

Le he who threw the stone at them
Stand up and take a bow
He knows the verb "to love"
But he'll never, never, never know how
On the bridge of nevermore
They disappear one by one
Disappear without a sound
The desperate ones

And underneath the bridge
The water's sweet and deep
This is their journey's end
The land of endless sleep
They cry to us for help
We think it's all in fun,
They cry, they cry, they cry, they cry
Without a sound
They disappear without a sound
They walk without a sound without a sound
Disappear without a sound
Cry without a sound
Yai, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj
The desperate ones

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(1928) Gus Kahn, Walter Donaldson

My baby don't care for shows
My baby don't care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for cars and races
My baby don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style
And even Lana Turner's smile
Is somethin' he can't see
My baby don't care who knows
My baby just cares for me

Baby, my baby don't care for shows
And he don't even care for clothes
He cares for me
My baby don't care
For cars and races
My baby don't care for
He don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style
And even Liberace's smile
Is something he can't see
Is something he can't see
I wonder what's wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for me

Original lyrics

My baby don't care for shows
My baby don't care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for cars and races
My baby don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style
And even Lana Turner's smile
is somethin' he can't see

My baby don't care who knows it
My baby just cares for me

My baby don't care for shows
And he don't even care for clothes
My baby just cares for me

My baby don't care for cars and races
My baby don't care for
he don't care for high-tone places

I wonder what's wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
Just says his prayers for
My baby just cares for me

. . .


(1968) Jacques Revaux, Claude François, Gilles Thibault, Paul Anka
And now, the end is near and so I got to faceThe final curtain, girlFriends I say clear and state her case of which I'm uncertainI've lived a life that's full of travelled each and every highwayAnd more, much more than this, I did it my way
Yeah, regrets, I've had a fewBut then again, who feel to me uncertain.I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemptionI planned each other course, each careful footstep along the byway,Yeah, and more, much more than this,I did my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knowWhen I did all much more than I could doBut threw it all, when there was doubt, on everydayAnd it's not enough, I faced it allAnd as big as all did my way.
Oh, I've laughed and cried, had my fill my share of losingAnd now, as tears subside, counted also musicTo think like the old ladAnd may I say not in a sky away,Oh, no no no, You're not me, I did it my way.
What is a man, what have he gotIf not himself, and he had not to may the thingsHe truly feels not words of one for useWith that shows, I took the blows and did it my way!

Original French lyric
Je me lève et je te bousculeTu n'te réveilles pasComme d'habitudeSur toi je remonte le drapJ'ai peur que tu aies froidComme d'habitudeMa main caresse tes cheveuxPresque malgré moiComme d'habitudeMais toiTu me tournes le dosComme d'habitudeAlors je m'habille très viteJe sors de la chambreComme d'habitudeTout seul je bois mon caféJe suis en retardComme d'habitudeSans bruit je quitte la maisonTout est gris dehorsComme d'habitudeJ'ai froidJe relève mon colComme d'habitude
Comme d'habitudeToute la journéeJe vais jouerA faire semblantComme d'habitudeJe vais sourireComme d'habitudeJe vais m⌦㔲㬴me rireComme d'habitudeEnfin je vais vivreComme d'habitude
Et puisLe jour s'en iraMoi je reviendraiComme d'habitudeToiTu seras sortieEt pas encore rentréeComme d'habitudeTout seulJ'irai me coucherDans ce grand lit froidComme d'habitudeMes larmesJe les cacheraiComme d'habitude
Comme d'habitudeM⌦㔲㬴me la nuitJe vais jouerA faire semblantComme d'habitudeTu rentrerasComme d'habitudeJe t'attendraiComme d'habitudeTu me sourirasComme d'habitude
Comme d'habitudeTu te déshabillerasComme d'habitudeTu te coucherasComme d'habitudeOn s'embrasseraComme d'habitude

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