Written by D. Henley, G. Frey, J. Walsh, and J.D. Souther
Performed by The Eagles with David Sanborn (alt saxophone)
1980-03-04 Los Angeles, CA
Out in the shiny night The rain was softly falling The tracks that ran down the boulevard Had all been washed away
Out of the silver light The past came softly calling And I remember the times we spent Inside the Sad Cafe
Oh, it seemed like a holy place Protected by amazing grace And we would sing right out loud The things we could not say
We thought we could change this world With words like "Love" and "Freedom" We were part of the lonely crowd Inside the Sad Cafe
Oh, expecting to fly We would meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by
Some of their dreams came true Some just passed away And some of them stayed behind Inside the Sad Cafe
The clouds rolled in and hid that shore Now that Glory Train It don't stop here no more
Now I look at the years gone by And wonder at the powers that be I don't know why fortune smiles on some And let's the rest go free
Maybe the time has drawn The faces I recall But things in this life change very slowly If they ever change at all
No use in asking why It just turned out that way So meet me at midnight, baby Inside the Sad Cafe
Why don't you meet me at midnight, baby Inside the Sad Cafe
This song was written about The Troubadour, which is a music club in Los Angeles on Santa Monica Boulevard where many fledgling musicians would congregate. Don Henley and Glenn Frey met there and became friends, later began writing together and eventually recruited Bernie Leadon and Randy Meisner to form a back up band for Linda Ronstadt. This band eventually became the Eagles.
収録アルバム So Much Love A Darlene Love Anthology 1958-1998 2008,Ace
When this crazy world Has got me going When I'm feeling hung up And strung up tight When I just feel like crying 'cause nothing's satisfying I know what I gotta get to set me right
All I need is your good, good lovin' babe That'll pick me up before I count to ten Just a little bit of your good, good lovin' Makes this big bad world look good again
We all have those days When we're downhearted And just a Is hard to do But when his happens to me And I get kind of gloomy I know what is guaranteed to see me through
All I need is your good, good lovin' babe That'll pick me up before I count to ten Just a little bit of your good, good lovin' Makes this big bad world look good again
Good, good lovin' Good, good lovin' Makes this big bad world look good again
All I need is your good, good lovin' babe That'll pick me up before I count to ten Just a little bit of your good, good lovin' Makes this big bad world look good again
Arranged By – Ed Martin Producer – Stan Green, Steve Tyrell
Wand 1965 single
ウォーカーブラザースの録音は 1966に発表(EP)。
Since the day I lost you, girl I just can't face the world I can't help feeling kinda small
I let you go one day But now I ain't ashamed to say That I need you I know that I need you
For without your love I'm just no good at all
I guess I lost my head I know I must have said A lot of things to make you cry
I made myself a lonely man But now I've come to understand That I need you I tell you, I need you And I'm gonna keep repeating to you Till the day I die, oh
I need you to confide in (Yes, I do) I need you to take pride in (Yes, I do)
I need your shoulder to cry on (Yes, I do) You're all I got to rely on And that's why I need you
Oh, baby, baby, baby Take me back again I couldn't admit it to you, baby But now I'm saying
Milt Hinton - double bass Danny Bank - bass clarinet, flute, baritone saxophone Sol Gubin - drums Osie Johnson Barry Galbraith - guitar Clifford Brown - trumpet Hank Jones - piano
収録アルバム Helen Merrill (with Clifford Brown) 1954, Emarcy
Some folks were meant to live in clover, But they are such a chosen few. And clover being green is something I've never seen 'Cause I was born to be blue.
When there's a yellow moon above me, They say there's moonbeams I should view But moonbeams being gold are something I can't behold 'Cause I was born to be blue.
When I met you the world was bright and sunny When you left the curtain fell I'd like to laugh but nothing strikes me funny Now my world's a faded pastel
Well, I guess I'm luckier than some folks, I've known the thrill of loving you. And that alone is more than I was created for 'Cause I was born to be blue.
From the original studio sessions for the album,1969
Carlos Santana – guitar, vocals Gregg Rolie - organ, piano, vocals David Brown – bass Michael Shrieve – drums Michael Carabello – percussion, congas, timbales José "Chepito" Areas – percussion, conga, timbales
収録アルバム SANTANA [legacy edition] 2004,Sony
DivShareの音量をまず最大にし,次にPCの音量を調整してお聴きになることをお勧めします。
Jingo Jingo Jingo Jingo ba Lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba, ba, lo Ba Jingo
Isn't life strange A turn of the page Can read like before Can we ask for more? Each day passes by How hard man will try? The sea will not wait
You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry - Wished I could be in your heart To be one with your love Wished I could be in your eyes Looking back there you were, and here we are.
Isn't love strange A word we arrange With no thought or care Maker of despair Each breath that we breathe With love we must weave To make us as one You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -
Wished I could be in your heart To be one with your love Wished I could be in your eyes Looking back there you were, and here we are.
Isn't life strange A turn of the page A book without light Unless with love we write; To throw it away To lose just a day The quicksand of time You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -
Wished I could be in your heart To be one with your love Wished I could be in your eyes Looking back there you were
収録アルバム Best of Walter Jackson Welcome Home - The OKeh Years CD 1996,Sony
ウォーカーブラザーズから遅れること 2年の後に発表されたシングル曲。
Girl, you've been so good to me Stayin' by my side through the bad times All my dreams never came true somehow But things are gonna be different now, little baby
My ship is comin' in, baby, baby My ship is comin' in Now won't it be fine, girl We're gonna make it this time
You can throw away that shabby dress Buy yourself the finest things in town, girl Dry your eyes, we're celebratin' Oh, there's so many good times awaitin', baby
My ship is comin' in, baby, baby My ship is comin' in Now won't it be fine, girl We're gonna make it this time
I know it's been tough on you But through it all you've been so true Happy to be just lovin' me And anything you want, it's yours, 'cause baby
My ship is comin' in, baby, baby My ship is comin' in, baby, baby My holy ship, I've been waiting and it's comin' Oh, can't you see it, baby
Walter Jackson March 19, 1938 - June 20, 1983 (aged 45)
The sound of your footsteps Telling me that you're near Your soft, gentle motion, babe, Brings out a need in me that no one can hear, except
In my midnight confessions When I tell all the world that I love you In my midnight confessions When I say all the things that I want to I love you. But a little gold ring you wear on your hand Makes me understand There's another before me, you'll never be mine I'm wasting my time
Staggering through the daytime Your image on my mind Passing so close beside you, babe Sometimes the feelings are so hard to hide, but
In my midnight confessions When I tell all the world that I love you In my midnight confessions When I say all the things that I want to I love you.
INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE
Yes, a little gold ring you wear on your hand Makes me understand There's another before me, you'll never be mine I'm wasting my time
In my midnight confessions When I tell all the world that I love you In my midnight confessions When I say all the things that I want to
La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la (repeat and fade out)
Rob Grill(2nd from the left) November 30, 1943 – July 11, 2011(aged 67)