*New Music Monday* My Version of “I Never Promised You a Rose Garden”

235. Lynn Anderson

It’s New Music Monday! This week, it’s my version of the country classic “I Never Promised You a Rose Garden”:

“I Never Promised You a Rose Garden”

I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine,
There’s gotta be a little rain sometimes
When you take, you gotta give, so live and let live, or let go
I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden.

I could promise you things like big diamond rings,
But you don’t find roses growin’ on stalks of clover
So you better think it over
Well, if sweet-talkin’ you could make it come true,
I would give you the world right now on a silver platter,
But what would it matter?
So smile for a while and let’s be jolly:
Love shouldn’t be so melancholy
Come along and share the good times while we can

I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine, there’s gotta be a little rain sometimes

I could sing you a tune or promise you the moon,
But if that’s what it takes to hold you,
I’d just as soon let you go, but there’s one thing I want you to know
You better look before you leap, still waters run deep,
And there won’t always be someone there to pull you out,
And you know what I’m talkin’ about
So smile for a while and let’s be jolly:
Love shouldn’t be so melancholy
Come along and share the good times while we can

I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine, there’s gotta be a little rain sometimes…

Written by Joe South

*New Music Monday* My Mash-Up of Soft Cell’s “Tainted Love” and Iggy Pop’s “The Passenger”

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It’s #NewMusicMonday and this is the first mash-up of the New Year – Soft Cell’s “Tainted Love” meets Iggy Pop’s “The Passenger”:

The Passenger/Tainted Love

I am the passenger and I ride and I ride
I ride through the city’s backside
I see the stars come out of the sky
Yeah, they’re bright in a hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight

I am the passenger, I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
I see the stars come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the city’s a rip in the sky
And everything looks good tonight

Singing La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la …

Sometimes I feel I’ve got to
Run away I’ve got to
Get away from the pain you drive into the heart of me
The love we share seems to go nowhere
And I’ve lost my light for I toss and turn I can’t sleep at night

Once I ran to you (I ran), now I’ll run from you
This tainted love you’ve given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that’s not nearly all
Oh…tainted love
Tainted love

Now I know I’ve got to run away I’ve got to
Get away, you don’t really want any more from me
To make things right, you need someone to hold you tight
And you think love is to pray
But I’m sorry I don’t pray that way

Once I ran to you (I ran), now I’ll run from you
This tainted love you’ve given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that’s not nearly all
Oh…tainted love
Tainted love

“The Passenger” written by Iggy Pop and Ricky Gardiner
“Tainted Love” written by Ed Cobb

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*New Music Monday* My Version of Hank Williams’ “Your Cheatin’ Heart”

Hank Williams Sr. File Photo

Welcome to the latest #NewMusicMonday! This week it’s a song also made famous by Patsy Cline. This is my version of Hank Williams’ “Your Cheatin’ Heart”:

Your Cheatin’ Heart

Your cheatin’ heart
Will make you weep
You’ll cry and cry
And try to sleep
But sleep won’t come
The whole night through
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…

When tears come down
Like falling rain
You’ll toss around
And call my name
You’ll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…

Your cheatin’ heart
Will make you weep
You’ll cry and cry
And try to sleep
But sleep won’t come
The whole night through
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…

When tears come down
Like falling rain
You’ll toss around
And call my name
You’ll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin’ heart will tell on you…

Written by Hank Williams

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*New Music Monday* My Version of Leonard Cohen’s “Famous Blue Raincoat”

It’s a New Year, a new start, and New Music Monday is back! To kick us off, this is my version of Leonard Cohen’s “Famous Blue Raincoat”:

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Famous Blue Raincoat

It’s four in the morning, the end of December
I’m writing you now just to see if you’re better
New York is cold, but I like where I’m living
There’s music on Clinton Street all through the evening

I hear that you’re building your little house deep in the desert
You’re living for nothing now, I hope you’re keeping some kind of record

Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You’d been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without Lili Marlene

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody’s wife

Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane’s awake
She sends her regards

And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I’m glad you stood in my way

If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Well your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried

And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear

Sincerely L Cohen

Written by Leonard Cohen

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*New Music* My Version of Bruce Springsteen’s “Where the Bands Are”

Today’s new music is Bruce Springsteen’s unabashedly nostalgic paean to listening to bands and playing in bands. This is my version of “Where the Bands Are”. Play this one loud! :-)
228. E Street Band

Where the Bands Are

I hear the guitars ringin’ out
Ringin’ out down Union Street
I hear the lead singer shoutin’ out, girl
I wanna be a slave to the beat
Yeah, tonight I wanna break my chains
Somebody break my heart
Somebody shake my brains
Downtown there’s something that I wanna hear
There’s a sound, little girl, keeps ringing in my ear

I wanna be where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are
Where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are

I get off from work and I grab something to eat
I turn the corner and I drive down your street
Little gray houses darling looks like nowhere
But hey I know you’re hiding in there
Come on out for just a little while
You know that heart of stone, girl
It just ain’t your style
Tonight I wanna feel the beat of the crowd
And when I tell you that I love you
I wanna have to shout it out loud
Shout it out loud
Shout it out loud

I wanna be where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are
Where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are

I hear the guitars ringin’ out again
Ringin’ on down Union Street
I hear the lead singer shoutin’ out and girl
I wanna be a slave to the beat
And I want something that’ll break my chains
Something to break my heart
Something to shake my brains
There’s a rocker’s special on tonight
So meet me on down
‘Neath the neon lights

I wanna be where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are
Where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are

Written by Bruce Springsteen

*New Music* “Look What They’ve Done To My Song, Ma”

227. Melanie Safka

This week’s new music is my version of Melanie Safka’s “Look What They’ve Done To My Song, Ma”:

Look What They’ve Done To My Song

Look what they’ve done to my song, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my song
Well, it’s the only thing I could do half right
It’s turning out all wrong Ma
Look what they’ve done to my song

Look what they’ve done to my brain, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my brain
Yeah, they picked it like a chicken bone
And they think I’m half insane, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my brain

Wish I could find a book to live in
Wish I could find a good book
Cause, if I could find a real good book
I’d never have to come out and look at
Look what they’ve done to my song

But maybe I’ll be alright, Ma
Yeah, maybe I’ll be OK
Cause, if the people are buying tears
Then we’ll be rich someday, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my song

Written by Melanie Safka

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