Somebody Done Somebody Wrong Songs

I'VE GOT TEARS IN MY EARS
(FROM LYIN' ON MY BACK IN MY BED WHILE I CRY OVER YOU)
(Harold Barlow)


I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you
And the tears in my ears, they're off the
beaten track
Since you said "It's goodbye, we are through"
So if I should get water on the brain
You will know you're the one who is to blame
I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you.

I've got tears in my ears from lyin'on my back
In my bed while I cry over you
I've been cryin' these tears and soakin' in my
sack
Since the day I found you were untrue
And if I don't get up pretty soon
I'll turn into a sleepy lagoon
I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you.

I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you
It's been so many years, my sacroiliac
Feels as though it's been soaked through and
through
Oh, you lied when you said we'd take the plunge
Now I know how it feels to be a sponge
I've got tears in my ears from lyin' on my back
In my bed while I cry over you.

delicious pain mixed with fun and games. Little Jazz ballad now:

There was a moon out in space
But a cloud drifted over its face
You kissed me and went on your way
The night we called it a day
I heard the song of the spheres
Like a minor lament in my ears
I hadn't the heart left to pray
The night we called it a day
Soft through the dark
The hoot of an owl in the sky
Sad though his song
No bluer was he than I
The moon went down stars were gone
But the sun didn't rise with the dawn
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day

"Don't it make my brown eyes blue"!

Letty:

Little Green Apples was a romantic song, very sad. I'll see if I can find the words.

Elvis Costello
Title: Our Little Angel
Album: King Of America

This is the place where I made my best mistakes
This is the place even angels don't understand
I've seen the disappointment in her face
And the collection of engagement rings on her right hand
She sits alone apart from the crowd
In a white dress she wears like a question mark
Friends speak of her fondly
Enemies just think out loud
You think you're man enough to please her
And you're fool enough to start
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change

Now the cabaret is frozen and the laughter comes in cans
And the lonely hearts club clientele don't know what to do with their hands
You think that you'll be sweet to her but everybody knows
That you're the marshmallow valentine that got stuck on her clothes
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change

So you mix your drinks and words
You make bad jokes you make bad time
The floors are there to walk over
The walls are there to climb
You swear you'll never go back again once you're inside
You're never the bridegroom she's always the bride
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change

You'll come in a sweetheart and you'll go out a stranger
Well you try to love her but she's so contrary
Like a chainsaw running through a dictionary
So get your mind off the sweet behind of our little angel
You're not going to do a thing
You're not going to do a thing
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel

http://www.lyricsdepot.com/roger-miller/little-green-apples.html

Better Be Home Soon
Crowded House

Somewhere deep inside
Something's got a hold on you
And it's pushing me aside
See it stretch on forever

I know I'm right
For the first time in my life
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon

Stripping back the coats
Of lies and deception
Back to nothingness
Like a week in the desert

I know I'm right
For the first time in my life
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon

So don't say no, don't say nothing's wrong
Cos when you get back home maybe I'll be gone

It would cause me pain
If we were to end it
But I could start again
You can depend on it

I know I'm right
For the first time in my life
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon

"Who's Sorry Now"!

This is long, but worth it! From "Chicago"...

And now, the six merry murderesses of the Cook County Jail in their rendition of the Cell Block Tango...

[ALL]
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same!

[LIZ]
You know how people
have these little habits
That get you down. Like Bernie.
Bernie liked to chew gum.
No, not chew. POP.
So I came home this one day
And I am really irritated, and
looking for a little bit of sympathy
and there's Bernie lyin'
on the couch, drinkin' a beer
and chewin'. No, not chewin',
Poppin'. So, I said to him,
I said, "Bernie, you pop that
gum one more time..."
And he did.
So I took the shotgun off the wall
and I fired two warning shots...
Into his head.

CHORUS:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have heard it
I betcha you would
Have done the same!

[ANNIE]
I met Ezekiel Young from
Salt Lake City about two years ago
and he told me he was single
and we hit it off right away.
So, we started living together.
He'd go to work, he'd come home,
I'd fix him a drink, we'd have dinner.
And then I found out:
"Single" he told me. Single, my ass.
Not only was he married...
Oh, no, he had six wives.
One of those Mormons, you know.
So that night when he came home from work,
I fixed him his drink, as usual.
You know, some guys just can't hold their arsenic.

[LIZ, ANNIE, JUNE and MONA]
He had it coming
He had it coming
He took a flower
In its prime
And then he used it
And he abused it
It was a murder
But not a crime!

[JUNE]
Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
carving up the chicken for dinner,
minding my own business.
In storms my husband Wilbur in a jealous rage.
"You been screwin' the milkman," he says.
He was crazy and he kept on screamin',
"You been screwin the milkman."
And then he ran into my knife.
He ran into my knife ten times!

[ALL]
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same!

[THE HUNYAK]
Mit kersek, en itt? Azt mondjok,
hogy a hires lakem lefogta a ferjemet en meg
lecsaptam a fejet. De nem igaz, en artatlan
vagyok. Nem tudom mert mondja
Uncle Sam hogy en tettem. probaltam
a rendorsegen megmayarazni de nem ertettek meg...

[ROXIE]
Yeah, but did you do it?

[HUNYAK]
UH UH, not guilty!

[VELMA]
My sister, Veronica and I had this double act,
and my husband, Charlie, travelled round with us.
Now, for the last number in our act,
we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row.
one, two, three, four, five, splits, spread eagles,
back flips, flip flops, one right after the other.
So this one night before the show we're down at the Hotel Cicero,
the three of us, boozin', havin a few laughs and we ran out of ice.
So I go out to get some.
I come back, open the door, and there's Veronica and
Charlie doing Number Seventeen -- the spread eagle.
Well, I was in such a state of shock,
I completely blacked out, I can't remember a thing.
It wasn't until later, when I was washing the blood off my hands
I even knew they were dead.

[ALL]
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming all along
I didn't do it
But if I'd done it
How could you tell me that I was wrong?

[VELMA]
They had it coming

[GIRLS]
They had it coming

[VELMA]
They had it coming

[GIRLS]
They had it coming

[VELMA]
They had it coming

[GIRLS]
They took a flower

[VELMA]
All along

[GIRLS]
In its prime

[VELMA]
I didn't do it

[GIRLS]
And then they used it

[VELMA]
But if I'd done it

[GIRLS]
And they abused it

[VELMA]
How could you tell me

[GIRLS]
It was a murder

[VELMA]
That I was wrong?

[GIRLS]
But not a crime!

[MONA]
I loved Alvin Lipschitz more than I can possibly say.
He was a real artistic guy...sensitive... a painter.
But he was troubled.
He was always trying to find himself.
He'd go out every night
looking for himself and on the way
he found Ruth, Gladys, Rosemary and Irving.
I guess you can say we broke
up because or artistic differences.
He saw himself as alive
and I saw him dead.

[ALL]
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

[LIZ, ANNIE, MONA]
They had it comin'

[VELMA, JUNE, THE HUNYAK]
They had it comin'

[LIZ, ANNIE, MONA]
They had it comin'

[VELMA, JUNE, THE HUNYAK]
They had it comin'

[LIZ, ANNIE, MONA]
They had it comin'

[VELMA, JUNE, THE HUNYAK]
They had it comin'

[LIZ, ANNIE, MONA]
All along

[VELMA, JUNE, THE HUNYAK]
All along
'Cause if they used us
'Cause if they used us
And they abused us
And they abused us

[LIZ, ANNIE, MONA]
How could you tell us

[VELMA, JUNE, THE HUNYAK]
How could you tell us
That we were wrong?
That we were wrong?

He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had
Himself
To blame.
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha
You would have done the same!

Mornin', All.

Eva, that song by Chicago was SCAREY

Thanks, New Haven, for the words to "Little Green Apples". I had heard that song, but I had never thought of it as sad. Having reread the lyrics, I can see why you'd think that.

Interesting side note:
It seems that Paul McCartney was once accussed of plagiarizing"Answer Me"(my love) for his song "Yesterday". The two songs have absolutely nothing in common to me, and his retort about the entire thing was funny.
He observed that the songs were as much alike as "Get Back" and "God Save the Queen."

Letty: Was that "Answer Me, Oh My Love, just what sin have I been guilty of? Good grief, there is no similarity between that song and Yesterday. I love "Yesterday".

And I never really listened to the lyrics of "But Tomorrow Never Comes". Thanks for posting them. They're beautiful. Sinatra introduced and recorded that song on his first solo single after leaving Tommy Dorsey's band.

I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window.
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind.
She was my woman.
As she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind.
My, my, my, Delilah.
Why, why, why, Delilah.
I could see that girl was no good for me
But I was lost like a slave that no man could free.
At break of day when that man drove away, I was waiting.
I crossed the street to her house and she opened the door.
She stood there laughing.
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more.
My, my, my Delilah.
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me Delilah I just couldn't take any more.

(Insert trumpet solo here - and throw your undies at Tom. )
My neighbor actually went to Vegas to see Tom Jones in concert, and did that very thing. And she was the mother of nine.

Wow, Raggedy. Since I never cared much for Tom Jones as a singer, I never really listened to the lyrics too much. My word, I had no idea that Delilah was "offed" at the end

Somebody done somebody.....
Not exactly being a country fan, I nevertheless was blown away by these lyrics to an old Oak Ridge Boys song:

I'll Be True to You

They met upon a blue moon,
And they parted on a cloudy day
They were so in love and out of school,
But he was goin' so far, far away.

She said: "I'll be true to you,
"Even though you don't want me to.
"And I'll be blue for you,
"Even though you've asked me not to."

Well the year's drifted by them, as we all know they can.
He found other women, but she refused other men.
But as fate would have it, they met again,
She was on a down-hill slide, and he was just slidin' in.

As he looked into her eyes that night, he didn't realize.
The only real love in his life was passin' by.
When he turned and left her there, his words: "Goodbye".
He heard her calling out to him, and as he walked, she cried:

"I've been true to you.
"Seems like speakin' to me is the least that you could do.
"And I've been blue for you,
"Even though you've asked me not to."

She'd been drinkin way too hard one night,
She'd been drinkin way too long.
Alone and pale in a cheap hotel, she died there in the dawn.
Kneelin' by the grave, oh so late and oh so wrong,
He longed to hold her close again, cryin' on and on.

He cried: "I''ll be true to you.
"After all that I have put you through.
"And I'll be blue for you,
"Though you never even asked me to."

giovan, Welcome to A2K.

Wow! Haunting lyrics. Often seeing the words without the music is a reminder that so many songs are poetry. This one is most definitely tragic poetry. It sorta' reminds me of "Barbara Allen."

I've always loved this Tom Waits tune:

Invitation to the Blues

Well she's up against the register
with an apron and a spatula
with yesterday's deliveries,
and the tickets for the bachelors
she's a moving violation
from her conk down to her shoes
but it's just an invitation to the blues

and you feel just like Cagney
looks like Rita Hayworth
at the counter of the Schwab's drug store
you wonder if she might be single
she's a loner likes to mingle
got to be patient and pick up a clue

she says howyougonnalikem
over medium or scrambled
anyway's the only way
be careful not to gamble
on a guy with a suitcase
and a ticket gettin out of here
it's a tired bus station
and an old pair of shoes
but it ain't nothing but an
invitation to the blues

but you can't take your eyes off her
get another cup of java
and it's just the way she pours it for you
joking with the customers
and it's mercy mercy Mr. Percy
there ain't nothin back in Jersey
but a broken-down jalopy of a
man I left behind
and a dream that I was chasin
and a battle with booze
and an open invitation to the blues

but she's had a sugar daddy
and a candy apple Caddy
and a bank account and everything
accustom to the finer things
he probably left her for a socialite
and he didn't love her 'cept at night
and then he's drunk and never
even told her that he cared
so they took the registration
and the car-keys and her shoes
And left her with an invitation
to the blues

'Cause there's a Continental Trailways leaving
local bus tonight, good evening
you can have my seat
I'm stickin round here for a while
get me a room at the Squire
the filling station's hiring
I can eat here every night
what the hell have I got to lose
got a crazy sensation,
go or stay and I've got to choose
and I'll accept your invitation to the blues

"...she's a moving violation...." great line!

Can't have country cryin' without old Hank"

I can't help it if I'm still in love with you

Today I passed 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 she looks 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
Suddenly I get 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 have kissed you
And held you just the way I used to do.
Heaven only knows how much I've missed you
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
Well, I can't help it if I'm still in love with you

Hank Williams always had a unique way of arrangement in his lyrics. Most songs have two verses, a bridge, and either one or two verses at the end. This one is totally different.

Speaking of Mr. Waits, and somebody doing somebody wrong...

"I'm Sorry"

I'm sorry, yes I am, for everything that I've done.
How can I do this right, without you in my life.
Even though I say I love you I've gotta make a change in my life, baby,
I realize that you're better off without me by your side.
You're a special lady and I know I'm not ready for you, oh

[Chorus:]
I'm sorry for, what I've done.
I broke your heart, now we're apart.
I'm sorry for, making you cry.
I broke your heart, now I'm alone.
I'm by myself.

Tell me why, why I'm made my baby cry.
I know our love you would wipe,
Should I put you through all of these changes.
Nevermind all those I said cause I, didn't mean a thing.
I promised you, I only want you in my life, oh.

[Chorus:]
I'm sorry for(I'm so sorry babe), what I've done(everything I've done to you, oh).
I broke your heart, now we're apart (now we're apart and I can't deal with it).
I'm sorry for(oh, tell me anything), making you cry(I can do to get you back).
I broke your heart, now I'm alone.
I'm by myself.

Oh, it's hurts to move on,
cause you're all I knew,
But I must stay strong.
I can't break down no more.
sometimes I sit and dream of you and me again,
Oh, you have no idea, oh, of how hurt I am that I ran away.

[Chorus:]
(The one thing I said)
I'm sorry for, (meant the world to me, oh)what I've done.
I broke your heart(I'm so hurt that I did my baby wrong), now we're apart.
I'm sorry for(I'm so sorry now), making you cry(oh).
I broke your heart(how could I be), now I'm alone.

[Chorus:]
I'm sorry for, what I've done.
I broke your heart, now we're apart(for ever more).
I'm sorry for, making you cry(making my baby cry, oh).
I broke your heart, now I'm alone(I don't think I'm going anywhere baby).

The Lemon Song

I should have quit you, long time ago. I should have quit you, long time ago.
I wouldn't be here, my children, down on this killing' floor.

I should have listened, baby, to my second mind.
I should have listened, baby, to my second mind.
Every time I go away and leave you, darling, you send me the blues way down the line.

Said, people worry I can't keep you satisfied. Said, people worry I can't keep you satisfied.
Let me tell you baby, you ain't nothing but a two-bit, no-good jive.

Went to sleep last night, I work as hard as I can,
bring home my money, you take my money, give it to another man.
I should have quit you, baby, such a long time ago.
I wouldn't be here with all my troubles, down on this killing floor.

Squeeze me baby, till the juice runs down my leg.
Squeeze me baby, till the juice runs down my leg.
The way you squeeze my lemon, I'm gonna fall right out of bed.

I'm gonna leave my children down on this killing floor.