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I want some sugar in my bowl
I want a little sweetness down in my soul I could stand some lovin' Oh so bad Feel so lonely and I feel so sad I want a little steam on my clothes Maybe I could fix things up so they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on, save my soul Drop a little sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' Drop a little sugar in my bowl Well I want a little sugar in my bowl Well I want a little sweetness down in my soul You been acting strangely I've been told Move me daddy I want some sugar in my bowl 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 Drop a little sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin Drop some sugar- yeah- in my bowl. |
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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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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 |
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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 |
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Lil Green
In the dark It's just you and I Not a sound Ther's not one sigh Just the beat of my poor heart In the dark Now, in the dark, in the dark I get such a thrill When he presses his fingertips Upon my lips And he begs me to plase keep still In the dark But soon This dance will be endin' And you're gonna be missed Gee, I'm not pretendin' 'Cause I swear it's fun Fun to be kissed In the dark Now we will find What the rest Have left behind Just let them dance We're gonna find romance Lord, in the dark |
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(1967) Nina Simone
And now we are one Let my soul rest in peace At last it is done My soul has been released For thousands of years My soul has roamed the earth In search for you So that someday I could give birth To know joy, joy, joy, joy Joy and peace is mine Peace divine And now we give thanks Give thanks for each other At peace forever For it is done At peace forever For we are one |
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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. |
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I wish I knew how
It would feel to be free I wish I could break All the chains holding me I wish I could say All the things that I should 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 I wish you could know What it means to be me Then you'd see and agree Everyone 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 I wish I could do All the things that I can do Though I'm way overdue I'd be starting anew. I wish I could be like a bird in the sky How sweet it would be If I found out I could fly I'd soar to the sun And look down at the sea And I sing 'cause I know |
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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. . . |
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Nina Simone - Turn Me On
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 home and turn me on |
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The look of love is in your eyes
a look your smile can′t disguise (can′t disguise) The look of love Is saying so much more than these 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 don′t ever go 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 love you, now that I have found you don′t ever go I love you so… |
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TO LOVE SOMEBODY
(1967) robin gibb, barry gibb There' a light A certain kind of light It's never shown on me I want my whole life to be Lived with you Lived with you There's a way Everybody say Do each and every little thing What good does it bring If I ain't got you If I ain't got you If I ain't got you If I ain't got you You don't know What it's like Baby you don't know What it's like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you In my brain See your face again I know my frame of mind You ain't got to be so blind And I'm blind so blind But I'm a woman Can't you see what I am I live and breathe for you What good does it do If I ain't got you If I ain't got you If I ain't got you If I ain't got you Say you don't know What it's like Baby you don't know what it's like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you Oh'a, you don't know What it's like Baby you don't know What it's like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you |
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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 |
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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 |
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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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Angelo Badalamenti, John Clifford
Old people talk to themselves When they sit all 'round all day This old woman I knew I used to go over there and sit with her And she'd be sitting around In a rocking chair talking to herself And she used to say she used to say Sometimes the cold gets in my bones so bad Till I just don't think I can go Yeah and for a little while well I don't care If my days are coming to an end And just as soon be gone sometimes Sometimes the night comes down on me And I know what's ahead An evening in this cold old house With no one to say goodnight to me when I go to bed An evening in this cold old house With no one to say goodnight to me when I go to bed Sometimes I wonder why I stay What am I waiting for My children are grown and gone away They got children of their own now Don't need me anymore In winter when the streets are bare There ain't nothing much to see I just can't help missing and thinking About that kindly man That one old winter time came And took away from me And then one morning Another spring is there outside my door Things are blooming Birds are singing And suddenly yes well I ain't sad Ain't sad no more ain't sad no more When it's warm and the sun is out It's like my heart's restored I've had my love I've had my children And I have so many memories So don't mind me complaining What the years may bring Cos this old world has been fine with me really And I'm thankful for seeing another spring It's gonna be better this time another spring It's gonna be groovier this time another spring It's what's happening this time So I'm thankful for letting me see another spring |
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Paul Lawrence Dunbar, Nina Simone
Because I have loved so deeply Because I haved loved so long God in his great compassion Gave me the gift of song Because I have loved so vainly Sung with such faltering breath Oh, oh, oh, the Master in His infinite mercy Offers the boon of death |
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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 |
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To be 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 know There are billion boys and girls Who are young, gifted and black, And that's a fact! Young, gifted and black We must begin to tell our young There's a world waiting for you This is a quest that's just begun When you feel really low Yeah, there's a great truth you should know When you're young, gifted and black Your soul's intact Young, gifted and black How I long 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 |
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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 |
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Oh yeah, yeah
Ain't that bad, ain't that black, ain't that fine, yeah Ain't that bad, ain't that black and ain't that fine. Sunday after meetings and Saturday with a man Sweet potato pie when you eat from the pan Ain't that bad, ain't that black and ain't that fine Ain't that bad and ain't that black and ain't that fine. Can you dig it? Dancing the latest dance and eating ribs and tips Digging all the new sounds and drinking gin in sips Ain't that bad, ain't that black and ain't that fine, baby Ain't that bad, ain't that black, ain't that fine I could go for a ride on your sweet jelly roll But I wouldn't give nothing for my juicy, juicy soul. I could go for a ride on your sweet jelly roll But I wouldn't give nothing for my juicy, juicy soul Ain't that bad, ain't that black and ain't that fine Ain't that bad and ain't that black and ain't that fine Let's go, let's go, let's go. To tie up my do right (?) and tighten up my 'fro Wrapping myself in black and still I shine and glow Ain't that bad, ain't that black and ain't that fine Ain't that bad, ain't that black and ain't that fine. |
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Now if you want something to play with, go out and find yourself a toy,
Cause little boy my time is too expensive and I'm not a little boy So if you are serious, don't play with my heart, it makes me furious But if you want me to love you, you know I will, you know I will Tell it like it is. Don't be ashamed, let your conscience be your guide I know deep down inside of me I believe you love me So forget your foolish pride, life is too short for sorrow You may be here today and gone tomorrow You might aswell get what you want So go on and please Tell it like it is. I'm nothing to play with, go and find yourself a toy Tell it like it is Tell it like it is. |
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i knew a man Bojangles
Always danced with worn out shoes The silver hair, a ragged shirt And bare ragged paints The old soft shoe He jumps so high He jumps so high and Then he lightly touches down i met him in a New orleans cafè He was down and out ____________ I knew a man, Bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. He jumped so high, jumped so high, then he lightly touched down. I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was so down and out. He looked at me to be the eyes of age, as he spoke right out. He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed, clicked heels instead. Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles, dance! He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughout the South. He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he traveled about. His dog up and died, dog up and died, after twentyyears he still grieved. He said, I dance now at every chance in honky tonks for drinks and tips. But most of the time I spend behind these county bars. He said, I drink a bit. He shook his head and as he shook his head I heard someone ask, please Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles, dance! |
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(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 |
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A child ran through the meadow on a sun drenched summer day
And then he stopped his play And kneeled in a field of poppies. A man walked through my ghetto on a humid summer day And then he stopped to pay and he dealed in a field of poppies. Oh, flower of forgetfulness, just an hour away to the moon Take a deep breath if you are reaching for truth While you're in the stupor The door knocks and death takes another youth. Poppies, red poppies..., red poppies... A boy I used to know, a boy I used to know who's laughter rang to the skies Was a joy to behold Then I looked into his eyes, a look so cold, a boy who (rose on (???sorry)) In a field of poppies Poppies, red poppies, red poppies, red poppies..., red poppies..., Red poppies...., red poppies..., red poppies..., red poppies..., |
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