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I GO TO PIECES
Peter Gordon

When I see her comin' down the street
I get so shaky and I feel so weak
I tell my eyes look the other way
But they don't seem to hear a word I say

And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide
Go to pieces and I almost die
Everytime my baby passes by

I tell my arms they'll hold someone new
Another love that will be true
But they don't listen, they don't seem to care
They reach for her but she's not there

And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide
Go to pieces and I almost die
Everytime my baby passes by

I remember what she said when she said
"Goodbye baby. We'll meet again soon maybe"
"But until we do, all my best to you"
I'm so lonely, I think about her only

I go to places we used to go
But I know she'll never show
She hurt me so much inside
Now I hope she's satisfied

And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide
Go to pieces and I almost die
Everytime my baby passes by
Go to pieces and I cry
Everytime my baby passes by
Go to pieces and I cry

UhOh, folks. Our hawkman must be having a wee bit of trouble as I didn't see one of his ending jokes.

Hello there, Try. Falling to Pieces is dangerous, buddy, but we're glad to see you back.

I could do Patsy Cline's "I Fall to Pieces" but I think I'll do this one instead:

Artist: Matt Munro
Song: From Russia with Love Lyrics
From Russia with love I fly to you
Much wiser since my goodbye to you
I've traveled the world to learn
I must return from Russia with love
I've seen places,
faces and smiled for a moment
But oh, you haunted me so
Still my tongue tied young pride
Would not let my love for you show
In case you'd say no
To Russia I flew, but there and then
I suddenly knew you'd care again.
My running around is through
I fly to you from Russia with love.

Trying to remember the lyrics to this one:

Smile a while you bid me sad adieu,
When the clouds roll by I'll come to you,
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Til we meet again. Help Raggedy!<smile>

I do hope Raggedy will be here sometime today, folks, but seeing Bob's info about Mary Martin, led me to think of James Barrie, and then my thoughts turned here:

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
How could he know we two were so in love
The whole damned world seemed upside down

The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodnight
A nightingale sang in Berekeley Square

How strange it was
How sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
To those hazy crazy nights we met
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

Ah this heart of mine
Loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
We would dance cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

The dawn came stealing up
All gold and blue
To interrupt our rendez-vous
I still remember how you smiled and said
Was that a dream or was it true?

Our homeward step was just as light
As the dancing feet of Astaire
And like an echo far away
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

That night in Berkeley Square.

Good evening.

Good evening to you, Raggedy. Hope all is well in PA, gal.

Just two photo's this evening, but this is a lovely song for this time of night:

From Peter Pan:

The second star to the right
Shines in the night for you
to tell you that the dreams you plan
Really can come true
The second star to the right
Shines with a light that's rare
And if it's Never Land you need
It's light will lead you there
Twinkle, twinkle little star
So I'll know where you are
Gleaming in the skies above
Lead me to the one who loves me
And when you bring him my way
Each time we say "Goodnight"
We'll thank the little star that shines
The second from the right

Forgot to answer you, Letty. PA's experiencing 50 mile per hr winds which is a disaster in PA. Cable was out for awhile, but at least the power is still on. The power usually goes out here at the first rain drop.

There's a song in the land of the lily,
Each sweetheart has heard with a sigh.
Over high garden walls this sweet echo falls
As a soldier boy whispers goodbye:

Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu
When the clouds roll by I'll come to you.
Then the skies will seem more blue,
Down in Lover's Lane, my dearie.

Wedding bells will ring so merrily
Ev'ry tear will be a memory.
So wait and pray each night for me
Till we meet again.

Tho' goodbye means the birth of a tear drop,
Hello means the birth of a smile.
And the smile will erase the tear blighting trace,
When we meet in the after awhile.

Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu
When the clouds roll by I'll come to you
Then the skies will seem more blue
Down in Lover's Lane, my dearie,

Wedding bells will ring so merrily
Ev'ry tear will be a memory
So wait and pray each night for me
Till we meet again.

My God, Raggedy. Now I understand, gal. Thank you so much for filling me in on those lyrics.

Makes a wonderful goodnight song. Soooooo

Til we meet again.

Goodnight.

From Letty with love

Julie Harris
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Julie Harris (born Julia Ann Harris on December 2, 1925 in Grosse Pointe Park, Michigan) is a five-time Tony Award-winning, three-time Emmy Award-winning and one-time Academy Award nominated American actress and an American Theatre Hall of Fame member.

She has received more Tony Award nominations (ten) and wins (five) than any other performer and in 1966 won the Sarah Siddons Award for her work in Chicago theatre.

Harris's screen debut was in 1952 in The Member of the Wedding, for which she was nominated for the Academy Award for Best Actress. She had created the role on Broadway. She has also appeared in such seminal films as East of Eden, Reflections in a Golden Eye, and Requiem for a Heavyweight.

Harris appeared as the star of The Haunting, director Robert Wise's 1963 screen adaptation of a novel by Shirley Jackson. Production took place starting in October, 1962, at MGM Borehamwood studios, with location work near Stratford-upon-Avon. Another cast member recalled Harris maintaining a social distance from the other actors while not on set, later explaining that she had done so as a method of emphasizing the alienation from the other characters experienced by her character in the film.

She reprised her Tony-winning role as Mary Todd Lincoln in 1973's play Last of Mrs. Lincoln to the film version, which appeared in 1976.

Besides her Academy Award nomination and her Tony Awards, Harris has won three Emmy Awards and has been nominated eleven times.

On December 5, 2005, she was named a Kennedy Center Honoree, along with singer Tony Bennett, ballerina Suzanne Farrell, singer Tina Turner, and actor Robert Redford. At a White House Ceremony, President George W. Bush remarked, "It's hard to imagine the American stage without the face, the voice, and the limitless talent of Julie Harris. She has found happiness in her life's work, and we thank her for sharing that happiness with the whole world." [citation needed]

On television, she is best known for her role as Lilimae Clements on the soap opera Knots Landing, a role she played as a recurring character from 1980 to 1981 and as a series regular from 1981 to 1987.

She lives in Chatham, Cape Cod, and was a friend to the late illustrator Edward Gorey and neighbor to the late Shirley Booth, whom she visited frequently. While living in New England, she has continued to work and has narrated five historical documentaries by Christopher Seufert and Mooncusser Films and is active as a director on the board of the independent Wellfleet Harbor Actor's Theater. She has also done extensive voice over work for documentary maker Ken Burns.

She is thrice divorced with one son, Peter Gurian.

She has survived breast cancer, a bad fall requiring surgery, and a stroke.

This is a very personal list of songs that turn me on. It is not finished yet, keeps changing all the time.
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I invite all of you to make up a list of your faves.
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My favourites.
Love song: 'Ne me quitte pas'. (Jacques Brel)
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Most romantic: 'I can't get started' (Bunny Berigan)
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Most haunting: 'Bailero (chants d'Auvergne)
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Saddest: 'Strange Fruit' (Billy Holiday)
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best national anthem: La Marseillaise.
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http://www.marseillaise.org/english/english.html
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Best marching song: 'It's a long way to Tipperary'.
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Soldier's Lament: 'Ich hatt' einen Kameraden'.
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. http://german.about.com/library/blkameraden.htm
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Most Brasilian: 'Bachianas Brasileiros #5. (Villa Lobos).
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Most relaxed singer: Jack Teagarden-'Basin Street'
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Funniest: Russian Composers (Danny Kaye)

Good morning WA2K.

Slipping in a few photos before Bob completes his bios of the day.

Ain't No More Cane
Leadbetter

Ain't no more cane on the Brazos, oohoohooh.
They done grounded it all to molasses, mm mm mm.

Shoulda been on the river in 19'n'10, mm mm mm.
They were driving women just like men, mm mm mm.

Should a-been on the river in nineteen five, oohoohooh.
Find yourself lucky to be alive, ohoohooh.

Go down old Hannah, don't you rise no more, mm mm mm.
Don't you rise till judgement day, mm mm mm.

Ain't no more cane on the Brazos, mm mm mm.
They done grounded it all to molasses, mm mm mm.

Good afternoon, everyone. Sorry that I have not acknowledged every contribution earlier, but more problems on the home front, I'm afraid.

Thanks to our hawkman for his brief bio's and to our Raggedy for her fabulous photo's.

detano, welcome back, Canada. I admire your compilation. It's is a well balanced selection and I know most of them. Love Danny Kaye and really appreciate his ability to laugh at the world.

will be back later to access your info on the non English songs.

I noticed that Julie Harris did a monologue on The Belle of Amherst, so here is one of my favorites that I can really think about today.

This is my letter to the world
That never wrote to me,
The simple news that nature told
With tender magesty.

Her message is commited
To hands I cannot see.
For love of her, sweet countrymen,
Judge tenderly of me.

Emily Dickinson

Oops, Texas. Missed your leadbelly song. He did a lot of the blues. Hey, I understand you got part of the winter storm, edgar. Glad to see you're not shovling snow.

A weather song, folks:



13th Storm

Oh this road is icy, the going is slow.
It's a wonder why I'm heading north in the 13th storm of winter.
And there's just one thing I know down deep in my soul:
I don't quite have the tires to be heading north in the 13th storm of winter.

I've been keeping my distance. I've been letting you go.
I've been singing that song about you so hard, so that everyone would know
That I've been keeping my distance. I've been letting you go.
I can see the world without you for so long, that I almost believe
That I've been keeping my distance. I've been letting you go.

I have never made promises before, and I'm not making them now,
But I don't see how I can love you anymore than all the words
I've already found.

Please let me off this road, I'm tired of the lanes.

I've been keeping my distance. I've been letting you go.
I've been singing that song about you so hard, so that everyone would know
That I've been keeping my distance. I've been letting you go.
I can see the world without you for so long, that I almost believe

This is not the toughest thing I've done
But it still takes a lot of me to ask.
Keeping my distance is not my style
But something tells me you can take me as I am.

Please let me off this road, I'm tired of the lanes.

I've been keeping my distance. I've been letting you go.
I've been singing that song about you so hard, so that everyone would know
That I've been keeping my distance. I've been letting you go.
I can see the world without you for so long, that I almost believe

And don't think I've got nowhere else to sleep.
Don't go thinking I've got nowhere else to go.
'Cause I'm just giving one more knock at you door,
And I've got other choices if you're not home.

Please let me off this road, I'm tired of the lanes.

We got a day of cold and rain. Now it's pretty cool, but nice compared with other folks' weather.

hi , all listeners !
5 pm and pitch-dark !
perhaps a little tequila - or at least the song - to warm us all up a bit ?
winter has been knocking on our door ; it's been around freezing during the daytime and snow is expected within a couple of days !
hbg

Artist/Band: Reeves Jim
Lyrics for Song: Drinking Tequila
Lyrics for Album: The Essential Jim Reeves

I'm just gettin' back from Juarez Mexico
And I'll tell you something I want you to know
My poor head is aching it throbs and it twirls
From drinking tequila and teasing the girls
Don't get me wrong because I'm not complaining
I have no regrets I am only explaining
For all of you fellows that ain't had the thrill
A drinking tequila and teasing the girls
Heeee ha happy tonight the maidens are dancing out in the moonlight
Heee ha on top of the world drinking tequila and teasing the girls

Moonlight and flowers make night so appealing
The breete from the garden comes tenderly stealing
A beautiful maiden then whispers your name
And suddenly both of your hearts are aflame
Her dark eyes are gleamin' her raven hair shining
You pull her up closer your hearts are entwinning
Her warm lips are thrilling you're out of this world
From drinking tequila and teasing the girls

If down in Juarez you should happen to be
The Cafe El Gusto's the place you should see
They claim that they have and I know it's so the prettiest dancers in old Mexico
When Spanish maidens start squirmin' and dancin'
It's sure to set any young heart to romancin'
Your troubles get lighter your worries unfurl
While drinking tequila and teasing the girls
Heeee ha happy tonight...

Hey, hbg. My sister loved Jim Reeves, but guess what Letty is having at happy hour?

Sour Whiskey
(From the album "DAN HILL")

Hand me down another whiskey sour
I'm a willing victim to its spell
And I just can't rebel
I'm far too thirsty and too tired
Hold me like you'd hold a broken soldier
Who's forgotten the meaning of war
Please don't' close that door
I'm about as pure as a children's choir

Chorus:
Sunshine
Can you spread your warmth over me
Chase the clouds from the sky casually
Make me feel like a child
Once again
Sunshine
How does it feel lost in the sky
Is it dizzy looking down from that high
Well you know
You've always got a friend

One more drink and this day'll be over
I can already feel the cold
My jacket I sold
For fifteen dollars worth of booze
One more drink and I'll be off on some
Rainbow
Looking down at this world below
I'm so high that I'm low
But this is the only life I'd choose

"guess what Letty is having at happy hour? " :wink: hbg
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i've cut out smoking :wink:
pls modify song as appropriate
hbg
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CIGARETTES, WHISKEY AND WILD WILD WOMEN
(Tim Spenccer)
(note: Record was titled Cigareets, Whuskey and Wild Wild Women)

cho: Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane;
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane;

Once I was happy and had a good wife
I had enough money to last me for life
Then I met with a gal and we went on a spree
She taught me smokin' and drinkin' whiskee
(CHORUS)

Cigarettes are a blight on the whole human race
A man is a monkey with one in his face;
Take warning dear friend, take warning dear brother
A fire's on one end, a fools on the t'other.
(CHORUS)

And now good people, I'm broken with age
The lines on my face make a well written page
I'm weavin' this story -- how sadly but true
On women and whiskey and what they can do
(CHORUS)

Write on the cross at the head of my grave
For women and whiskey here lies a poor slave.
Take warnin' poor stranger, take warnin' dear friend
In wide clear letters this tale of my end.
(CHORUS)

note: Records was titled Cigareets, Whuskey and Wild Wild Women
recorded long ago by Red Ingles and the Natural Seven RG

Love it, Canada. I think that was the theme for the movie, "Thank you for Smoking."

Aside to edgar. There was a movie about that song, "My Boy friend's Back..."

Here's a goodie, folks:

CHAKA KHAN

Slip n' Slide
(From the album "RUFUS")

Band gonna play that rock 'n roll
Sound of the music gonna groove your soul
Band gonna do that slip 'n slide
Sound of the music gonna get you high

Now if you dig Chuck Berry and your head's into rock 'n roll
Come on down the road a piece
The cats are gonna burn your soul

Chorus:
And they all was a reelin'
Well they all was a rockin'
The place was blown sky high
Grandpa's sittin' in the corner
Mixin' his rock with rye

Now if you dig the dixieland and your heart's into rhythm and blues
Come on down the road a piece
The cats are gonna break the news

Chorus:
And they all was a reelin'
They all was a rockin'
The bass man drives it on home
Now if you dig the dixieland
Listen to that slide trombone

If you think I'm a bit old-fashioned
And you want to maintain your cool
The rhythm of the music is guaranteed
To make you out a fool

Chorus:
And they all was a slippin'
They all was a slidin'
The place was blown sky high
Now if you dig the boogie
The cats will blow your mind

Band gonna play that rock 'n roll
Sound of the music gonna groove your soul
Band gonna do that slip 'n slide
Sound of the music gonna get you high

slip 'n slide
slip 'n slide