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Haha I love it Letty!

That is, both the lobster and the Cyndi Lauper song you posted, thanks.

edgar, Jerry Lee is one prolific musician. Didn't Elvis also do Shake, Rattle, and Roll? Thanks, buddy.

Rex, you are most welcome.

Don't know what happened to Victor, folks, but I was thinking about what a terrific lyricist Hank Williams was.

Here's one that is lovely, and has been done by several discerning artists.


Today I past you on the street
And my heart fell at your feet
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
Somebody else stood by your side
And you looked so satisfied
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you

A picture from the past came slowly stealing
As I brushed your arm and stood so close to you
And suddenly I got that old time feeling
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you

It's hard to know another's lips will kiss you
And hold you just the way I used to do
Heaven only knows how much I miss you
And I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
No I can't help it if I'm still in love with you

Shake Rattle and Roll was done by quite a few artists besides Elvis and Jerry Lee. There was Bill Haley and the Comets and Joe Turner, for instance.

Thanks, edgar. I went looking for the lyrics to Joe Turner's Come and gone, but couldn't find 'em.

Who did this one, then?

Corrine, Corrina, where you been so long
Corrine, Corrina, where you been so long
I ain't had no lovin' since you've been gone

Corrine, Corrina
Corrine, Corrina
Corrine, Corrina
I love you so

I love Corrina, tell the world I do
I love Corrina, tell the world I do
I pray every night she learns to love me too

Corrine, Corrina
Corrine, Corrina
Corrine, Corrina
I love you so

I left Corrina, way across the sea
I left Corrina, way across the sea
If you see my baby, send her home to me

Corrine, Corrina
Corrine, Corrina
Corrine, Corrina
I love you so

Corrine, Corrina, why don't you come on home
Corrine, Corrina, why don't you come on home
I'm mighty tired, bein' all alone

Corrine, Corrina
Corrine, Corrina
Corrine, Corrina
I love you so

Corrina Corrina been done by lots of artists also. I think Joe Turner, for one. Ray Peterson did my favorite version. Bob Dylan redid the lyrics for his version.

Well, edgar. I finally got a sound clip of Big Joe Turner singing Memphis Blues, but no lyrics, I'm afraid.

http://www.joeturnerblues.com/

Speaking of great songs done by lots of folks, here's a fantastic blues song, listeners.

Chicago - Blues In The Night Lyrics

(Music By Harold Arlen, words By Johnny Mercer)

My Mama Done Told Me When I Was In Knee-Pants,
My Mama Done Told Me, She Said Son!
A Woman Will Sweet-Talk Ya, She'll Give You The Big Eye,
But When That Sweet Talkin' Is Done
A Woman's A Two-Face, A Worrisome Thing
Who'll Leave Ya To Sing The Blues In The Night.

Now The Rain's A Fallin', Hear The Train A Callin', Whoo-Ee,
Hear The Lonesome Whistle Blowin' 'Cross The Trestle, Whoo-Ee,
Whoo-Ee-A-Whoo-Ee, Ol' Clickety-Clack
I'm Back On The Track Of Blues In The Night

The Evening Breeze Will Start The Trees To Cryin'
And The Moonlight'll Hide Its Light,
When You Get The Blues In The Night.

Take My Word, The Mockingbird
He Will Sing The Saddest Kind Of Song,
He Knows Things Are Wrong And He's Right.

From Natchez To Mobile, From Memphis To St. Joe,
Wherever The Four Winds Seem To Blow,
I've Been In Some Big Towns And I've Heard Me Some Big Talkin',
But There Is One Thing I Know,
A Woman's A Two-Face, She's A Worrisome Thing
Who'll Leave You To Sing The Blues In The Night.

Song For Whoever
The Beautiful South

I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case
I love you in the songs,
I write and sing

Love you because,
you put me in my rightful place
And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring

Cheap, never cheap
I'll sing you songs till you're asleep
When you've gone upstairs I'll creep
And write it all down

Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane
I wrote so many songs about you
I forget your name (I forget your name)
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
I forget your name
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
I forget your name

I love your from the bottom of my pencil case
I love the way you never ask me why
I love to write about each wrinkle on your face
And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry

Deep so deep,
the number one I hope to reap
Depends upon the tears you weep,
so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry

Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue
You made me so much money,
I wrote this song for you
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
I wrote this song for you
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
I wrote this song for you

Window Shopping For Blinds
The Beautiful South

One day I'm loaded, next day I'm broke
Spent all my money on whisky and coke
Riding high 'till the rock hit the spoke
It's like window shopping for blinds

Spent all my money on a sunbed tan
Spoke the best that a young girl can
Ended up with a blind drunk man
It's like window shopping for blinds

It's like the heartbreak hotel,
with the heartbreak but nowhere to stay
The doors are shut on us,
the neon light fading to grey

They say I drink too much, to me, well that's just profound
How do you know you can't swim, until you have drowned?

Well there's always a drop in the bottle lady
Always a sip of the wine
The glass doesn't seem quite so empty
When window shopping for blinds

It's like gatecrashing a field, that's not true,
they've a harvest they yield
Save your tears for your evening meal,
when you're window shopping for blinds

One day you're sober, next day you're not
One day remembered, the next day forgot
Spent all my money on cocaine and pot
It's like window shopping for blinds

Covered in bruises from head to toe
No-one to speak to, and nowhere to go
A map of nowhere, and nowhere I know
It's like window shopping for blinds

It's like the heartbreak hotel,
with the heartbreak but nowhere to stay
The doors are shut on us,
the neon light fading to grey

They say I drink too much, to me, well that's just profound
How do you know you can't swim, until you have drowned?

Well there's always a drop in the bottle lady
Always a sip of the wine
The glass doesn't seem quite so empty
When window shopping for blinds

But what if my husband should come?
Well tell me what have you done?
I've cherished my vodka, I've cherished my rum
Don't mind us, we're just licking our wounds in the sun

It's like writing 'I love you' in snow
You know when you write it the message will go
I want a message my lover will find
Don't mind us, we're just window shopping for blinds

I love you from the bottom of my pencil case? Love it, dj.

Love this one as well, folks. Ray Charles, naturally.

In old Savannah
I said Savannah
The weather there is nice and warm
The climate's of a Southern brand
But here's what I don't understand

They got a gal there
A pretty gal there
Who's colder than an arctic storm
Got a heart just like a stone
Even ice men leave her alone.

They call her
Hard-hearted Hannah
The Vamp of Savannah
The meanest gal in town
Leather is tough, but Hannah's heart is tougher
She's a gal who loves to see men suffer

To tease them and thrill them
To torture and kill them
Is her delight, they say
I saw her at the seashore with a great big pan
There was Hannah, pouring water on a drowning man
She's hard-hearted Hannah
The Vamp of Savannah, GA

They call her hard-hearted Hannah,
The Vamp of Savannah
The meanest gal in town
Talk of your cold, refrigerating mamas;
Brother, she's the polar bear's pajamas

To tease them and thrill them
To torture and kill them
Is her delight, they say
An evening spent with Hannah sitting on your knees
Is like traveling through Alaska in your BVD's

She's hard-hearted Hannah
The Vamp of Savannah, GA
Can you imagine a woman as cold as Hannah?
She's got the right name, the Vamp of Savannah
Anytime a woman can take a great big pan
Start pouring water on a drowning man
She's hard-hearted Hannah
The Vamp of Savannah, GA

Ooh, she's sweet as sour milk!

Tower Of Strength
Gene McDaniels

[Words and Music by Burt Bacharach and Bob Hilliard]

If I were a tower of strength, I'd walk away
I'd look in your eyes and here's what I'd say
"I don't want you, I don't need you
I don't love you any more"
And I'd walk out that door

You'd be down on your knees
You'd be calling to me-ee
But a tower of a-strength is a-something
I'll never be

If I were a tower of strength, I'd watch you cry
I'd laugh at your tears and tell you goodbye
"I don't want you, I don't need you
I don't love you any more"
And I'd walk out that door

You'd be down on your knees
You'd be calling to me-ee
But a tower of a-strength is a-something
I'll never be

"I don't want you, I don't a-need you
I don't love you any more"
And I'd walk out that door

You'd be down on your knees, ahh-huh
You'd be calling to me-ee-ee
But a tower of a-strength is a-something
I'll never be

Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song

I said to hank williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank williams hasnt answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the tower of song

I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the tower of song

So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
Im very sorry, baby, doesnt look like me at all
Im standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they dont let a woman kill you
Not in the tower of song

Now you can say that Ive grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And theres a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the tower of song

I see you standing on the other side
I dont know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
Well never have to lose it again

Now I bid you farewell, I dont know when Ill be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But youll be hearing from me baby, long after Im gone
Ill be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the tower of song
Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song

This has been a lovely way to spend an evening, dj and edgar. but it's time for me to say goodnight.

Selena means the goddess of the moon in Greek, so here is one from a lovely but ill-fated goddess of song.


Dreaming of You
Selena

Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I wish on a star that somewhere you are
Thinking of me too
Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow, I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me

Wonder if you ever see me and i
Wonder if you know I'm there (am I there, am i? )
If you looked in my eyes would you see what's inside
Would you even care?
I just wanna hold you close but so far
All I have are dreams of you
So I wait for the day (wait for the day)
To take the courage to say how much I love you
Yes I do

I'll be dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow, I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me

Corazón
No puedo dejar de pensar en ti
Como te necesito
Mi amor, como te extraño
(translation:
Sweetheart
I can't stop thinking of you
How I need you
My love, how I miss you)

Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I still can't believe
That you came up to me and said I love you
I love you too

Now I'm dreaming with you tonight
Till tomorrow (till tomorrow) and for all of my life
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room
Dreaming with you endlessly

Goodnight, all.

From Letty with love

My Happiness
Connie Francis

[Words by Betty Peterson and Music by Borney Bergantine]

Evening shadows make me blue
When each weary day is through
How I long to be with you, my happiness

Every day I reminisce
Dreaming of your tender kiss
Always thinking how I miss my happiness

A million years it seems
Have gone by since we shared our dreams
But I'll hold you again
There'll be no blue memories then

Whether skies are gray or blue
Any place on earth will do
Just as long as I'm with you, my happiness

Whether skies are gray or blue
Any place on earth will do
Just as long as I'm with you, my happiness

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors.

edgar, I recall that song having a strange meter to it. Thanks for the reminder, Texas.

Here's an unlikely combination, folks.

MISS SARAJEVO (U2 & Luciano Pavarotti)

Is there a time for keeping your distance
A time to turn your eyes away
Is there a time for keeping your head down
For getting on with your day
Is there a time for kohl and lipstick
A time for cutting hair
Is there a time for high street shopping
To find the right dress to wear

Here she comes
Heads turn around
Here she comes
To take her crown

Is there a time to run for cover
A time for kiss and tell
Is there a time for different colors
Different names, you find them hard to spell
Is there a time for first communion
A time for East 17
Is there a time to turn to Mecca
Is there a time to be a beauty queen

Here she comes
Beauty plays the clown
Here she comes
Surreal in her crown

Dici che il fiume, trova la via al mare
Che come il fiume, giungerai a me
Oltre i confini, e le terre assefare
Dici che como il fiume, como fiume
L'amore giungerai, l'amore
E non so piu pregare
E nell'amore non so piu sperare
E que l'amore, non so piu aspettare

Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees
Is there a time for laying tables
When the night is set to freeze

Good morning.

I'd like to hear that U2/Pavarotti song.

Some celebs born on this day -

Mel Brooks, Pat Morita, Kathy Bates, John Cusack and Mary Stuart Masterson

Ah, folks, there's our smiling Raggedy back. I would like to have heard that U2 too, PA.

Great quintet today, gal

One my favorites is Mel Brooks because there ain't nothing politically correct about the man.

For example, listeners, who would expect Shakespeare and Hitler to be rappin'

To Be Or Not To Be

Well
hi there people
you know me

I used to run a little joint called Germany.
I was number one
the people's choice
And everybody listened to my mighty voice.
My name is Adolf
I'm on the mike.
I'm gonna hip you to the story of the New Third Reich.
It all began down in Munich town and pretty soon
The word started gettin' around.
So I said to Martin Boorman
I said
Hey Marty, why don't we throw a little nazi party?
We had an election
well
kinda sorta
And before you knew it hello
new order.
To all those mothers in the fatherland I said
Achtung, Baby, I got me a plan
.
'YVhatcha got Adolf? Whatcha gonna do?"
I said "how about this one
World War Two?"

To be or not to be
oh baby
can't you see

We're gonna take it to the top. You're making history
And it feels so good to me
ooh darlin'
please don't ever stop.
Don't be stupid; be a smarty
come on and join the nazi party - party.
Like humpty dumpty offa that wall

All the little countries they began to fall
Holland
Belgium
Denmark
Poland-
The troops were rockin' and the tanks were rollin'

We were swingin' along with a song in our hearts.
And "Deutschland über alles" was making the charts

We had a new step called a goosestep we were dancing to.
Well
it's sorta kinda like a German boogaloo

I was gettin' what I wanted
but it wasn't enough.
So I called the boys
I said boys
get though

Now I surrounded myself with some unusual cats.
There was skinny little Göbbels and Göring mister fats

And let's not forget ole Himmler and Hess.
You'd better believe we made a hell of a mess

Say Heil - Heil - siegety Heil
we gonna whip it on the people teutonic style
To be or not to be
oh baby
can't you see

We're gonna make it to the top. You are our destiny

This thing was meant to be
why don't we do it till we drop?
Say you boots ain't black and shirt ainY brown?
Well
get back Jack
you can't get down. Do it
Adolf
do it.
I drank wine from the Rhine with the finest ladies

And we did it in the back of my black Mercedes.

I was on a roll
I couldn't lose
then came D-day
the birth of the blues.
The Yanks and the Brits started raising cain

Those guys were the pits
I was goin' insane.
People all around me started swallowing pills

Let's face it
folks
we was going downhill.
Berlin was crumbling
we was under the gun

Time to look out for number one.
So I grabbed a blonde and a case of beer

Say the Russians are commin'
lets get out of here.

To be or not to be
oh honey
can't you see

We had to take it to the top. You sure made history
And it felt so good to me
oh schatze


Please don't ever stop.

Auf wiedersehn
good to've seen ya

I got a one way ticket to Argentina.
To be or not to be
oh baby
can't you see

We've got to take it to the top. You're makin' history
And it feels so good to me


Why don't we do it till we drop?
We have ways of making you dance . . .
- Sprechen Sie Argentinian ?

Runaway - Traveling Wilburys

As I walk along I wonder
What went wrong with our love
A love that was so strong

And as I still walk on I think of
The things we've done together
While our hearts were young

I'm a walkin in the rain
Tears are fallin and I feel a pain
Wishin you were here by me
To end this misery
And I wonder, I wo, wo, wo, wo, wonder
Why, why, why, why, why, why, she ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway
A run, run, run, run, runaway

---- Instrumental Interlude ----

I'm a walkin in the rain
Tears are fallin and I feel a pain
Wishin you were here by me
To end this misery
And I wonder, I wo, wo, wo, wo, wonder
Why, why, why, why, why, why, she ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway
A run, run, run, run, runaway
A run, run, run, run, runaway
A run, run, run, run, runaway

Hey, edgar. I recall that song, and the "wo wo wo wonder" part made me think of Stevie. I had not realized that he was the first black guy to win a grammy.

Here's one by him, folks, that is different.

STEVIE WONDER

"Ngicuelela - Es Una Historia - I Am Singing"

[Ngiculela]
[Zulu translation by Thoko Mdalose Hall]

Ngiculela ikusasg
Ngliyacula nao thando
Ngicula ngelinyi langa
Uthando luyobusa
Jikelele kulomblada wethu

[Es Una Historia]
[Spanish translation by Raymond Maldonado]

Es una historia de manana
Es una historia de amor
Es una historia que amor reinera
Por nuestro mundo
Es una historia de mi corazon

[I Am Singing]

There's songs to make you smile
There's songs to make you sad
But with an happy song to sing
It never seems so bad
To me came this melody
So I've tried to put in words how I feel
Tomorrow will be for you and me

I am singing of topmorrow
I am singing of love
I am singing someday love will reign
Througout this world of ours
I am singing of love from my heart

Let's all sing someday sweet love will reign
Througout this world of ours
Let's start singing
Of love from our hearts
Let's start singing
Of love from our hearts

Ah his fingernails, I see theyre broken,
His ships theyre all on fire.
The moneylenders lovely little daughter
Ah, shes eaten, shes eaten with desire.
She spies him through the glasses
From the pawnshops of her wicked father.
She hails him with a microphone
That some poor singer, just like me, had to leave her.
She tempts him with a clarinet,
She waves a nazi dagger.
She finds him lying in a heap;
She wants to be his woman.
He says, yes, I might go to sleep
But kindly leave, leave the future,
Leave it open.

He stands where it is steep,
Oh I guess he thinks that hes the very first one,
His hand upon his leather belt now
Like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner.
And she will learn to touch herself so well
As all the sails burn down like paper.
And he has lit the chain
Of his famous cigarillo.
Ah, theyll never, theyll never ever reach the moon,
At least not the one that were after;
Its floating broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends,
And it carries no survivors.
But lets leave these lovers wondering
Why they cannot have each other,
And lets sing another song, boys,
This one has grown old and bitter.

Leonard Cohen

Thanks, edgar, and Leonard is as mystic as ever.

A song for our missing......



I hope when I awake in the morning we'll see our Reyn back again.

I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Just singin',
Singin' in the rain

Dancin' in the rain
Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah
Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah
I'm happy again!
I'm singin' and dancin' in the rain!

Goodnight everyone

From Letty with love