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Say It In Private

  1. I'm Attracted To You
  2. You're The Girl I Love
  3. Video Tape
  4. There's A Girl In The Heart Of Maryland
  5. Two Lovers
  6. Is It True What They Say About Dixie?
  7. Weary Blues From Waitin'
  8. Daley's Gone
  9. My Old Man
  10. The Twentieth Century Is Almost Over





SIDE ONE
I'm Attracted To You by Steve Goodman and Rick Chudacoff You better watch out if you don't want me around all the time 'cause I'm attracted to you You've got the way to keep me interested in the things that you do The sides you show to me and the ones you keep concealed Oooo -They are pulling me into your magnetic field, so you better watch out if you don't want me around all the time 'cause I'm attracted to you. You better watch out if you don't want me around all the time 'cause I'm attracted to you Everywhere , you look you're gonna see a good friend of mine looking right back at you We'll be eye to eye and me to you that's the way I was attracted to oooo -The only one of you And I'm the only one who loves you like I do so you better watch out if you don't want me around all the time 'cause I'm attracted to you. Copyright 1977 Big Ears Music Inc., Red Pajamas, Inc & Crackin Music Co. ASCAP. Used by Permission. All rights reserved.
You're The Girl I Love by Steve Goodman I'm gonna tell everybody I see just how much you mean to me I'm your boy and I'm gonna talk all about the beautiful way you walk - Make everybody sad and blue 'cause they can't spend their lives with you. Tell all the fish in the deep blue sea Tell all the boats in the Queen's navy Say it real quiet, say it out loud Say it in private, say it in a crowd Read it to the blind and show it to the deaf-- Look in the mirror and remind myself that no one has ever known a love so true One of these days whatever I do, I'm gonna have to find a way to tell you that you're the girl I love. I'm gonna tell everybody I see just how much you mean to me Travel this world from pole to pole telling everyone about your beautiful soul, and to whom it may concern all the other boys will have to wait their turn. Tell it every night and every day of the year Tell it to the people who don't want to hear. Tell it to the birds way up in the trees Tell it to the judge and the chief of police. Tell all those I told you so's just where they can pin that rose Tell it to the good book up on the shelf and now at the risk of repeating myself No one has ever known a love so true One of these days whatever I do I'm gonna have to find a way to tell you that you're the girl I love. Copyright 1977 Big Ears Music Inc., Red Pajamas, Inc ASCAP. Used by Permission. All rights reserved.
Video Tape by Steve Goodman If your life was on video tape wouldn't everything be all right When your head hurts the morning after you could roll it back to late last night You could replay all the good parts and cut out what you don't like Oh wouldn't you be in good shape if your life was on video tape If everybody had ESP everything would be ok We could see trouble coming and we could step out of the way When the grim reaper comes to call we could arrange to be out of town It would be the great escape and you could put it on video tape I don't have a video recorder I don't have a crystal ball and when I'm not with my baby then I don't have very much at all I can't predict the future and I sure can't change the past But I know it will all make sense if you love me in the present tense If your life was on video tape wouldn't everything be all right When your head hurts the morning after you could roll it back to late last night You could replay all the good parts and cut out what you don't like Oh wouldn't you be in good shape if your life was on video tape Copyright 1977 Big Ears Music Inc., Red Pajamas, Inc ASCAP. Used by Permission. All rights reserved.
There's A Girl In The Heart Of Maryland by Ballard MacDonald and Harry Carroll There's a girl in the heart of Maryland with the heart that belongs to me. When I told her of my love the oriole above sang from the old apple tree. And Maryland was merry and she promised my bride to be; There's a girl in the heart of Maryland with the heart that belongs to me. Copyright 1913. Renewed by Shapiro, Bernstein & Co. New York, NY ASCAP. Used by permission. All rights reserved
Two Lovers by William "Smokey" Robinson I've got two lovers and I ain't ashamed Two lovers and I love them both the same. Let me tell you about my first lover. She treats me good like a lover should Treats me fine and she's mine all mine And I love her, I really love her Oh, I love her so and I'll do everything I can to let her know. But I've got two lovers and I ain't ashamed Two lovers and I love them both the same. Let me tell you about the other lover She treats me bad and makes me mad Makes me cry but I can't deny That I love her, I really love her Oh, I love her so and I'll do everything I can to let her know. Darling well, don't you think that I can tell That, whenever I'm with you that you think I'm untrue 'cause I say that I love two but I really, really do. 'Cause you're a split personality and in reality both of them are you. Copyright 1962 Jobete Music Company, Inc. ASCAP International Copyright Secured Used by permission. All rights reserved
SIDE TWO
Is It True What They Say About Dixie? by Irving Caesar, Sammy Lerner and Gerald Marks Is it true what they say about Dixie? Does the sun really shine all the time? Do the sweet magnohas blossom 'round everybody's door? Do folks keep eating'possum 'til they can't eat no more? Is it true what they say about Swanee? Is it a dream by that stream so sublime? Do they laugh? Do they sing like they say in that song? If that's true, then that's where I belong. Copyright 1936, Copyright renewed 1964 Irving Caesar Publishing Company ASCAP Used by permission. All rights reserved
Weary Blues From Waitin' by Hank Williams The snow falls'round my window But it can't chill my heart God knows it died the day you left When my dream world fell apart. Chorus: Got the weary blues from waitin' Lord I've been waitin' so long These blues have got me cryin' Sweet mama won't you please come home Through tears I watch young lovers as they go strolling by. For all those things that might have been Lord, forgive me if I cry. Got the weary blues from waitin' Lord I've been waitin' so long These blues have got me cryin' Sweet mama won't you please come home Copyright 1951 Fred Rose Music, Inc BMI Used by permission. All rights reserved
Daley's Gone by Steve Goodman Richard J. Daley was the Mayor of our town 'til that cold day in December when they laid him in the ground-- Daley's gone, one more round-- Daley's gone. He was always known as the working man's pal He grew up in Bridgeport and studied law at De La Salle. He was first elected Mayor in 1955 when half the people here tonite were not as yet alive. When John Kennedy wanted to be President he knew just what to do he called up Mayor Daley because he was Irish too. When it came to building big buildings no job was too tough Daley built McCormick Place twice because once was not enough. There never was another man who could inspire more love or hate if you were in the park and it was 1968. It would be funny if heaven was just like the 11th ward and you had to know the right people to receive your just reward. Richard J. Daley was the Mayor of our town and when he died no suitable replacement could be found. Copyright 1977 Big Ears Music Inc., Red Pajamas, Inc & Crackin Music Co. ASCAP. Used by Permission. All rights reserved.
My Old Man by Steve Goodman I miss my old man tonite and I wish he was here with me With his corny jokes and his cheap cigars He could look you in the eye and sell you a car. That's not an easy thing to do, but no one ever knew a more charming creature on this earth than my old man. He was a pilot in the big war in the U.S. Army Air Corps in a C - 47 with a heavy load full of combat cargo for the Burma Road. And after they dropped the bomb he came home and married Mom and not long after that he was my old man. And oh the fights we had when my brother and I got him mad; He'd get all boiled up and he'd start to shout and I knew what was coming so I tuned him out. And now the old man's gone, and I'd give all I own to hear what he said when I wasn't listening to my old man' I miss my old man tonite and I can almost see his face He was always trying to watch his weight and his heart only made it to fifty-eight. For the first time since he died late last night I cried. I wondered when I was gonna do that for my old man. Copyright 1977 Big Ears Music Inc., Red Pajamas, Inc & Crackin Music Co. ASCAP. Used by Permission. All rights reserved.
The Twentieth Century Is Almost Over by Steve Goodman and John Prine Back in 1899 when everybody sang Auld Lang Syne a hundred years took a long, long time for every boy and girl Now there's only one thing I'd like to know where did the 20th century go I'd swear it was here just a minute ago all over this world. Does anyone remember the Great Depression I read all about it in True Confessions Sorry I was late for the recording sessions but somebody put me on hold; Has anybody seen my linoleum floors, petroleum jelly and two World Wars; They got stuck in the revolving doors all over this world. Winter's getting colder, summer's getting hotter Wishing well's wishing for another drop of water Mother Earth's blushin' cause somebody caught her making love to the man in the moon How you gonna keep 'em down on the farm, now that outer space has lost its charm, Somebody set off the burglar alarm and not a moment too Old Father Time has got his toes a tappin, standin'in the window grumblin'and a rappin' Everybody's waiting for something to happen, tell me if it happens to you The judgement Day is getting nearer, there it is in the rear view mirror If you duck down, I could see a little clearer all over this world. The twentieth century is almost over almost over, almost over The twentieth century is almost over all over this world. All over this world, all over this world. The twentieth century is almost over all over this world. Copyright 1977 Big Ears Music Inc., Red Pajamas, Inc & Crackin Music Co. ASCAP. Used by Permission. All rights reserved.
Lyrics, transcribed by:
Steven H Silver: shsilver@ameritech.net