Posts Tagged ‘Whitney Houston’
Stay/Go
If I should stay
Well, I would only be in your way
And so I’ll go, and yet I know
That I’ll think of you each step of my way
And I will always love you
I will always love you
Bitter-sweet memories
That’s all I have, and all I’m taking with me
Good-bye, oh, please don’t cry
‘Cause we both know that I’m not
What you need
But I will always love you
I will always love you
And I hope life, will treat you kind
And I hope that you have all
That you ever dreamed of
Oh, I do wish you joy
And I wish you happiness
But above all this
I wish you love
So you all know Whitney’s cover from the Bodyguard soundtrack. But had you heard Dolly’s original version or even Chris Cornell’s cover? It turns out we owe the Whitney version to Kevin Costner who’s a big country fan and really insisted she sing it…
It’s one of those posts again… you know the ones? Slightly bittersweet and heartwrenching for no clear or immediate reason. Just for the theme and the beauty of the music!
I apologize; but it’s gonna be good. In that “hurts so good” kinda way.
And right now I’m going in for the kill
This time you asked where I rested my head last night
Last time you left I got my drunk ass whupped in a fight
My whole life’s been one cliched country unfinished line after line after line after line
It’s been the curse of my crazy koo-kooed up clocks most all of my lifes time after time after time
From the start I told you of my dark colourful chequered past, ya had to ask and how I ruined the lives of those I loved without so much as a bass ackwards glance
And the long winding roads buried down and blacked out towards recovery
And how it took the great god Jehovah His self to re-uncover me
I said sometimes it’s better just not to ask
But your love stood strong and pressed hard-on through that
Maybe I should’ve lied but my two wrongs wouldn’t a made it right.
And however pathetic it sounds upon it’s hearing it’s true I have been tried
and have tried, and god knows I’ve asked him why
So do you want me back or to back pack up all of my things
Maybe If I had not drank
All of my money behind the bars I just coulda bought you a ring
And from the last doin’ time I got those walkin’ papers bailed up and outta your jail I’d barely been unpacked and that makes twice now in four to six months that I’ve had to ask your ass back
Sweetheart you just gotta let me know
Should I stay and if not, where the hell you reckon I oughta go?
I know it’s backass thinkin’ but please forgive what I do when I’ve been drinkin’ when I’m down and out so lost, lonesome and alone
You know I ain’t the letter writin’ kind print or type but then back when we started this romancingly stoned little adventure bitch I done told your ass now twice
And I know, that I know, that I know, no one knows more that than I, that I was wrong and still I can barely say I’m sorry with the fuckin’ song
And If you don’t want it that I should stay, just say
I’ll understand your needs either way, come what may
I know it’s all my fault and the bloody marriage to the deep alco-hole
I know it’s sad to say but right now these shots keep me sane, sober and alive
I love you more humanly possible than mere earthly words could describe and if I tried even in the heavenly tongues it’s purity mere language would still simply just pervert
And what little I am able to know of love I know that it hurts, it’s sick, it’s sick, it’s sick
It’s a sickness unto death and it’s a hell and at it’s best well hell there just ain’t nothin’ worse
I ain’t strung out or playing games stringin that lovely sass along and I’ve tried and I’ve tried and I’ve tried to explain myself, my sins, my heart, and my oh so very wrongs
Believe me babe it ain’t you hell knows why I do the dumb shit I do-do or think but dammit, heaven knows my heart It has been tried and has tried and god knows I’ve asked him why
And I know it don’t make it right singin’ a simple lullaby
But please accept my humble song.
It ain’t got shit to do with you and by god that’s god’s honest truth
There’s more in a man than the liquor and the lust that can make him anything but strong
And your the guiding light for which I live and I have nothing else that I could give and so I sing to you my song
And no, it’s not an excuse when I confess my love to you
And say I’m sorry with a song.
And woman when you know that I’m still runnin’, but your love if it keeps on comin’
I’m bound to circle round, line up, staring straight back into you.
And I know it don’t make it right singing a simple lullaby
But please accept my sorry with a song
Now that’s a gorgeous monster of a track, sprawling and country-tinged. Beautiful lyrics. The only guy who could follow it is Bob
It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don’t matter, anyhow
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don’t know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right
It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right
I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
So I’ll just say fare thee well
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right
This is the Whitmark Demo and it’s even better!
Now let’s use Dylan as a smooth transition towards the next track.
Chelsea Girl is a fantastic album by Nico that you might know from the Velvet Underground’s first album, the famous banana one…
So anyway, she gathered all the best songwriters on her solo debut: Bob Dylan, Tim Hardin, The Velvet Underground boys and a young prodigy called Jackson Browne. He wrote the amazing These Days and The Fairest of the seasons which is more relevant for today’s theme
Now that it’s time
Now that the hour hand has landed at the end
Now that it’s real
Now that the dreams have given all they had to lend
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe try another time
And do I really have a hand in my forgetting
Now that I’ve tried
Now that I’ve finally found that this is not the way
Now that I turn
Now that I feel it’s time to spend the night away
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe finally spit the rind
And do I really understand the undernetting
Yes and the morning has me looking in your eyes and seeing mine
Warning me to read the signs carefully
Now that it’s love
Now that the candle’s falling smaller in my mind
Now that it’s here
Now that I’m almost not so very far behind
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe fall another side
And do I really have a sound that I can ride on
Now that I can
Now that it’s easy ever easy all around
Now that I’m near
Now that I’m falling to the sunlights and to song
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And do I have to do just one
And can I choose again if I should lose the reason
Yes and the morning has me looking in your eyes and seeing mine
Warning me to read the signs oh carefully
Now that I smile
Now that I’m laughing even deeper in the side
Now that I see
Now that I finally found the one thing I denied
Its now I know
Do I stay or do I go
And it is finally I decide
That I’ll be leaving in the fairest of the seasons
And I leave you with something upbeat. Same question / different rhythm:
Should I Stay or Should I Go?
Oh yeeeeeaaaaah
Wooh!
Darling you got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
If you say that you are mine
I’ll be here ’til the end of time
So you got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
Always tease tease tease
You’re happy when I’m on my knees
One day is fine, next day is black
So if you want me off your back
Well come on and let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble
An’ if I stay it will be double
So come on and let me know!
This indecision’s bugging me
Esta indecision me molesta
If you don’t want me, set me free
Si no me quieres, librame
Exactly whom I’m supposed to be
Dime que tengo que ser
Don’t you know which clothes even fit me?
¿sabes que ropas me quedan?
Come on and let me know
Me tienes que decir
Should I cool it or should I blow?
¿me debo ir o quedarme?
Split!
Yo me enfrio o lo sufro
Should I stay or should I go now?
yo me enfrio o lo sufro
Should I stay or should I go now?
yo me enfrio o lo sufro
If I go there will be trouble
Si me voy – va a haber peligro
And if I stay it will be double
Si me quedo es doble
So you gotta let me know
Pero me tienes que decir
Should I cool it or should I go?
yo me enfrio o lo sufro
Should I stay or should I go now?
yo me enfrio o lo sufro
If I go there will be trouble
Si me voy – va a haber peligro
And if I stay it will be double
Si me quedo es doble
So you gotta let me know
Pero me tienes que decir
Should I stay or should I go?
Disco Therapy
While I was researching this post I discovered these 2 links: a mobile Disco / DJ hire service and a post about Disco Therapy for autism.
But, this isn’t our topic: I went to the Studio 54 revisited event at Estral yesterday. It was so much fun!
I managed to burn the disco out depsite my sprained ankle. I was wearing a white suit and sporting a moustache!
Deca-disco-dancing is therapeutic! Plus you get to discover disco versions of the most depressing/heartbreaking songs:
Viola Wills‘s cover is pretty catchy but the original was written after Gordon Lightfoot‘s divorce…
But the most depressing version is the one Johnny Cash recorded on his last album.
If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
‘Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong,
With chains upon my feet.
You know that ghost is me.
And I will never be set free
As long as I’m a ghost that you can’t see.
If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstores sell.
When you reached the part where the heartaches come,
The hero would be me.
But heroes often fail,
And you won’t read that book again
Because the ending’s just too hard to take!
I’d walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three way script.
Enter number two:
A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me.
But for now, love, let’s be real;
I never thought I could act this way
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it.
I don’t know where we went wrong,
But the feeling’s gone
And I just can’t get it back.
If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
‘Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong.
With chains upon my feet.
But stories always end,
And if you read between the lines,
You’ll know that I’m just tryin’ to understand
The feelin’s that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it.
I don’t know where we went wrong,
But the feelin’s gone
And I just can’t get it back!
But usually covers work the other way around. It’s the fast songs that get the slow treatment.
Did you know David Byrne has a live “sincere version” of Whitney Houston‘s biggest hit?
And here’s her gorgeously 80s video, just in case you needed to delete the Bodyguard memory you’ve probably kept of her since the 90s.