MUSIC & LYRICS (8) WXYZ
Wave Farewell
Time is here to leave her now
It changed the way she feels
Falling in and falling down
Our love is no big deal
She's a girl who has been hurt
And she is closer than before
All her life has taught her how
To leave his arms is nothing new
She knows, she knows when it's time for leavin'
She knows, she knows when to wave farewell
She knows, she knows when it's time for leavin'
She knows, she knows when to wave farewell
Songwriter: Mark Watson
It changed the way she feels
Falling in and falling down
Our love is no big deal
She's a girl who has been hurt
And she is closer than before
All her life has taught her how
To leave his arms is nothing new
She knows, she knows when it's time for leavin'
She knows, she knows when to wave farewell
She knows, she knows when it's time for leavin'
She knows, she knows when to wave farewell
Songwriter: Mark Watson
Whatever Happens
Whatever happens
We'll have some love along the way
But it ain't easy
We'll look for some words of love to say
And smile..mmmmm
It may happen anyway
And we'll kiss before we say '"goodnight"
And whatever happens
They're'll be some time along the way
When it ain't easy
It just can't be sunshine everyday
We'll smile…mmmmm
And be happy anyway
And we'll kiss before we say '"goodnight"
I've got you in my life
Together we can reach the higher ground
We'll be alright
Just as long as you're around
I won't let you down
Whatever happens
There'll be some good times, and some bad
But it ain't easy
Let's just remember the good times that we had
And just smile…mmmm
And be happy, anyway
And we'll kiss before we say 'goodnight' [x2]
Songwriters: Bill Withers and, L. Carlton
What Now My Love
What now my love?
Now that you've left me
How can I live through another day?
Watching my dreams turning to ashes
And all my hopes into bits of clay
Once I could see
Once I could feel
Now I am numb
I've become so unreal
I walk the night
Without a goal
Stripped of my heart and my soul
What now my love?
Now that it's over
I feel the world closing in on me
Here come the stars
Tumbling around me
There's the sky
Where the sea should be
What now my love?
Now that you're gone
I'd be a fool
To go on and on
No one would care
No one would cry
If I should live or die
What now my love?
Now there is nothing
Only my last - only my last
Goodbye
"What Now, My Love?" is the English title of a popular song whose original French version, "Et Maintenant", "And Now"
was written in 1961 by composer Gilbert Bécaud and lyricist Pierre Delanoë.
The recurring musical pattern in the background is Boléro by Ravel.
English lyrics and the title were written by Carl Sigman.
Now that you've left me
How can I live through another day?
Watching my dreams turning to ashes
And all my hopes into bits of clay
Once I could see
Once I could feel
Now I am numb
I've become so unreal
I walk the night
Without a goal
Stripped of my heart and my soul
What now my love?
Now that it's over
I feel the world closing in on me
Here come the stars
Tumbling around me
There's the sky
Where the sea should be
What now my love?
Now that you're gone
I'd be a fool
To go on and on
No one would care
No one would cry
If I should live or die
What now my love?
Now there is nothing
Only my last - only my last
Goodbye
"What Now, My Love?" is the English title of a popular song whose original French version, "Et Maintenant", "And Now"
was written in 1961 by composer Gilbert Bécaud and lyricist Pierre Delanoë.
The recurring musical pattern in the background is Boléro by Ravel.
English lyrics and the title were written by Carl Sigman.
When A Man Loves A Woman
When a man loves a woman
Can't keep his mind on nothin' else
He'd change the world for the good thing he's found
If she is bad, he can't see it
She can do no wrong
Turn his back on his best friend if he put her down
When a man loves a woman
He'll spend his very last dime
Tryin' to hold on to what he needs
He'd give up all his comforts
And sleep out in the rain
If she said that's the way
It ought to be
Well this man loves you, woman
I gave you everything I have
Tryin' to hold on to your heartless love
Baby, please don't treat me bad
When a man loves a woman
Down deep in his soul
She can bring him such misery
If she is playin' him for a fool
He's the last one to know
Lovin' eyes can never see
When a man loves a woman
He can do her no wrong
He can never want
Some other girl
Yes,When a man loves a woman
I know exactly how he feels
'Cause baby, baby, you're my world
When a man loves a woman
Songwriters: Calvin Houston Lewis, Andrew James Wright
Percy Sledge
Michael Bolton
Can't keep his mind on nothin' else
He'd change the world for the good thing he's found
If she is bad, he can't see it
She can do no wrong
Turn his back on his best friend if he put her down
When a man loves a woman
He'll spend his very last dime
Tryin' to hold on to what he needs
He'd give up all his comforts
And sleep out in the rain
If she said that's the way
It ought to be
Well this man loves you, woman
I gave you everything I have
Tryin' to hold on to your heartless love
Baby, please don't treat me bad
When a man loves a woman
Down deep in his soul
She can bring him such misery
If she is playin' him for a fool
He's the last one to know
Lovin' eyes can never see
When a man loves a woman
He can do her no wrong
He can never want
Some other girl
Yes,When a man loves a woman
I know exactly how he feels
'Cause baby, baby, you're my world
When a man loves a woman
Songwriters: Calvin Houston Lewis, Andrew James Wright
Percy Sledge
Michael Bolton
When October Goes
And when October goes
The snow begins to fly
Above the smokey roofs
I watch the planes go by
The children running home
Beneath a twilight sky
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
I turn my head away to hide
The helpless tears
Oh, how I hate to see October go
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
I turn my head away to hide
The helpless tears
Oh, how I hate to see October go
I should be over it now I know
It doesn't matter much how old I grow
I hate to see October go
Songwriters: Johnny Mercer, Barry Manilow
The snow begins to fly
Above the smokey roofs
I watch the planes go by
The children running home
Beneath a twilight sky
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
I turn my head away to hide
The helpless tears
Oh, how I hate to see October go
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
I turn my head away to hide
The helpless tears
Oh, how I hate to see October go
I should be over it now I know
It doesn't matter much how old I grow
I hate to see October go
Songwriters: Johnny Mercer, Barry Manilow
When The World Was Young
Released on Capital Records in 1995
Namcy Wilson: vocal
French Horn: Vincent DeRosa
French Horn: Bill Hinshaw
French Horn: Jimmy McGee
Trombone: Bob Knight
Flutes and Alto Flute: Harry Klee, Abe Most, Justin Gordon
Bass Clarinet: Bob Hardaway
Piano: Donn Trenner
Guitar: John Collins
Bass: Charles Buster Williams
Drums: Shelly Manne
Percussion: Victor Feldman
Harp: Catherine Gotthoffer
Violins: Erno Neufeld ,Carl LaMagna, Emil Briano, Gerald Vinci, Victor Arno, Jacques Gasselin, Betty Marks, Alfred Lustgarten, Nat Kaproff, John De Voodgt, Mischa Russell, Edward Bergman,
Cello: Raphael Kramer, Justin DiTullio, Frederick Seykora, Armand Kaproff
Conductor: Oliver Nelson
Producer: Dave Cavanaugh Studio Personnel
Mastering Engineer: Robert Norberg
Words and music by M. Phillippe Gerard, Angele Marie, Therese Vannier with English Lyrics by Johnny Mercer
Released on Capital Records in 1995
Namcy Wilson: vocal
French Horn: Vincent DeRosa
French Horn: Bill Hinshaw
French Horn: Jimmy McGee
Trombone: Bob Knight
Flutes and Alto Flute: Harry Klee, Abe Most, Justin Gordon
Bass Clarinet: Bob Hardaway
Piano: Donn Trenner
Guitar: John Collins
Bass: Charles Buster Williams
Drums: Shelly Manne
Percussion: Victor Feldman
Harp: Catherine Gotthoffer
Violins: Erno Neufeld ,Carl LaMagna, Emil Briano, Gerald Vinci, Victor Arno, Jacques Gasselin, Betty Marks, Alfred Lustgarten, Nat Kaproff, John De Voodgt, Mischa Russell, Edward Bergman,
Cello: Raphael Kramer, Justin DiTullio, Frederick Seykora, Armand Kaproff
Conductor: Oliver Nelson
Producer: Dave Cavanaugh Studio Personnel
Mastering Engineer: Robert Norberg
Words and music by M. Phillippe Gerard, Angele Marie, Therese Vannier with English Lyrics by Johnny Mercer
Released on Capital Records in 1995
It isn't by chance I happen to be,
A boulevardier, the toast of Paris.
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke,
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a jokeI walk in a room, a party or ball,
"Come sit over here" somebody will call.
"A drink for M'sieur, a drink for us all!
But how many times I stop and recall.
Ah, the apple trees,
Blossoms in the breeze,
That we walked among,
Lying in the hay,
Games we used to play,
While the rounds were sung,
Only yesterday, when the world was young.
Wherever I go they mention my name,
And that in itself, is some sort of fame,
"Come by for a drink, we're having a game,"
Wherever I go I'm glad that I came.
The talk is quite gay, the company fine,
There's laughter and lights, and glamour and wine,
And beautiful girls and some of them mine,
But often my eyes see a diff'rent shine.
Ah, the apple trees,
Sunlit memories,
Where the hammock swung,
On our backs we'd lie,
Looking at the sky,
Till the stars were strung,
Only last July when the world was young.
Ah, the apple trees,
Blossoms in the breeze,
That we walked among,
Lying in the hay,
Games we used to play,
While the rounds were sung,
Only yesterday, when the world was young.
While sitting around, we often recall,
The laugh of the year, the night of them all.
The blonde who was so attractive that year,
Some opening night that made us all cheer.
Remember that time we all got so tight,
And Jacques and Antoine got into a fight.
The gendarmes who came, passed out like a light,
I laugh with the rest, it's all very bright.
A boulevardier, the toast of Paris.
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke,
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a jokeI walk in a room, a party or ball,
"Come sit over here" somebody will call.
"A drink for M'sieur, a drink for us all!
But how many times I stop and recall.
Ah, the apple trees,
Blossoms in the breeze,
That we walked among,
Lying in the hay,
Games we used to play,
While the rounds were sung,
Only yesterday, when the world was young.
Wherever I go they mention my name,
And that in itself, is some sort of fame,
"Come by for a drink, we're having a game,"
Wherever I go I'm glad that I came.
The talk is quite gay, the company fine,
There's laughter and lights, and glamour and wine,
And beautiful girls and some of them mine,
But often my eyes see a diff'rent shine.
Ah, the apple trees,
Sunlit memories,
Where the hammock swung,
On our backs we'd lie,
Looking at the sky,
Till the stars were strung,
Only last July when the world was young.
Ah, the apple trees,
Blossoms in the breeze,
That we walked among,
Lying in the hay,
Games we used to play,
While the rounds were sung,
Only yesterday, when the world was young.
While sitting around, we often recall,
The laugh of the year, the night of them all.
The blonde who was so attractive that year,
Some opening night that made us all cheer.
Remember that time we all got so tight,
And Jacques and Antoine got into a fight.
The gendarmes who came, passed out like a light,
I laugh with the rest, it's all very bright.
Recorded on October 24, 1965 Stuart Foster with the Guest Star orchestra directed by Joel Herron
Music by M. Philippe-Gérard - English Lyrics by Johnny Mercer
Music by M. Philippe-Gérard - English Lyrics by Johnny Mercer
Where or When
It seems we stood and talked like this before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when
The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when?
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
I can't remember, my darling, I can't remember when
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when?
The Lettermen in 1964: Jim Pike, Bob Engemann and Tony Butala
Songwriters: Lorenz Hart and Richard Rodgers
When I Lost You
I lost the sunshine and roses
I lost the heavens of blue
I lost the beautiful rainbow
I lost the morning dew
I lost the angel who gave me
Summer the whole winter too
I lost the gladness that turned into sadness
When I lost you
[ochestral interlude]
And I lost the angel who gave me
Summer the whole winter too
I lost the gladness that turned into sadness
When I lost you
When I lost you.
I lost the heavens of blue
I lost the beautiful rainbow
I lost the morning dew
I lost the angel who gave me
Summer the whole winter too
I lost the gladness that turned into sadness
When I lost you
[ochestral interlude]
And I lost the angel who gave me
Summer the whole winter too
I lost the gladness that turned into sadness
When I lost you
When I lost you.
Where Do You Start?
Where do you start?
Where do you start?
How do you separate the present from the past?
How do you deal with all the things you thought would last
That didn’t last?
With bits of memories scattered here and there
I look around and don’t know where to start
Which books are yours?
Which tapes and dreams belong to you and which are mine?
Our lives are tangled like the branches of a vine
That intertwine
So many habits that we’ll have to break
And yesterdays we’ll have to take apart
One day there’ll be a song or something in the air again
To catch me by surprise and you’ll be there again
A moment in what might have been
Where do you start?
Do you allow yourself a little time to cry?
Or do you close your eyes and kiss it all goodbye?
I guess you try
And though I don’t know where
And don’t know when
I’ll find myself in love again
I promise there will always be
A little place no one will see
A tiny part within my heart
That stays in love with you
Music by Johnny Mandel
Lyrics by Marilyn and Alan Bergman
Where do you start?
How do you separate the present from the past?
How do you deal with all the things you thought would last
That didn’t last?
With bits of memories scattered here and there
I look around and don’t know where to start
Which books are yours?
Which tapes and dreams belong to you and which are mine?
Our lives are tangled like the branches of a vine
That intertwine
So many habits that we’ll have to break
And yesterdays we’ll have to take apart
One day there’ll be a song or something in the air again
To catch me by surprise and you’ll be there again
A moment in what might have been
Where do you start?
Do you allow yourself a little time to cry?
Or do you close your eyes and kiss it all goodbye?
I guess you try
And though I don’t know where
And don’t know when
I’ll find myself in love again
I promise there will always be
A little place no one will see
A tiny part within my heart
That stays in love with you
Music by Johnny Mandel
Lyrics by Marilyn and Alan Bergman
With Pen In Hand
With pen in hand
You sign your name
Today at five
I'll be on that train
And you'll be free
And I will be alone
So alone
If you think we can't find
The love we once knew
If you think I can't make
Everything up to you
Then I'll be gone
And you'll be on your own
You'll be on your own
Can you take good care of Jenny
Can you take her to school everyday
Can you teach her
How to play all the games
That little girls play
Hear what I say
Can you teach her how
To roll up her hair
Can you make sure each night
That she says her prayers
If you can do these things
Then maybe she won't miss me
Maybe she won't miss me
And tonight as you lay
In that big lonely bed
And you look at that pillow
Where I laid my head
With your heart on fire
Will you have no desire
To kiss me or to hold me
And if you can forget
The good times we had
If you don't think the good times
They outweigh the bad
Well then go ahead sign your name
And I'll be on my way
I'll be on my way
I'll be on my way
Songwriter: Bobby Goldsboro
With Pen In Hand lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
You sign your name
Today at five
I'll be on that train
And you'll be free
And I will be alone
So alone
If you think we can't find
The love we once knew
If you think I can't make
Everything up to you
Then I'll be gone
And you'll be on your own
You'll be on your own
Can you take good care of Jenny
Can you take her to school everyday
Can you teach her
How to play all the games
That little girls play
Hear what I say
Can you teach her how
To roll up her hair
Can you make sure each night
That she says her prayers
If you can do these things
Then maybe she won't miss me
Maybe she won't miss me
And tonight as you lay
In that big lonely bed
And you look at that pillow
Where I laid my head
With your heart on fire
Will you have no desire
To kiss me or to hold me
And if you can forget
The good times we had
If you don't think the good times
They outweigh the bad
Well then go ahead sign your name
And I'll be on my way
I'll be on my way
I'll be on my way
Songwriter: Bobby Goldsboro
With Pen In Hand lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
You Don't Know What Love Is
You don't know what love is
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues
Until you've loved a love you've had to lose
You don't know what love is
You don't know how lips hurt
Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost
You don't know what love is
Do you know how lost heart feels
At the thought of reminiscing?
And how lips that taste of tears
Lose their taste for kissing
You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is
You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is
What love is
Songwriters: Don Raye, Gene de Paul
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues
Until you've loved a love you've had to lose
You don't know what love is
You don't know how lips hurt
Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost
You don't know what love is
Do you know how lost heart feels
At the thought of reminiscing?
And how lips that taste of tears
Lose their taste for kissing
You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is
You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is
What love is
Songwriters: Don Raye, Gene de Paul
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