Pinwheel of Death

Catherine Russell


SONGS

Writers Preston Love, Johnny Otis

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues

Recorded 2013

Lyrics I'VE GOT A STRANGE
PHILOSOPHY,
NOTHING YOUNG
APPEALS TO ME
I LIKE MY MEN
LIKE I LIKE MY WHISKEY,
AGED AND MELLOW.

SOME GIRLS
JUST CAN'T SEEM TO SEE
WHY THESE LITTLE YOUNG CATS
AIN'T MOVING ME
I LIKE MY MEN
LIKE I LIKE MY WHISKEY,
AGED AND MELLOW.

THERE IS NOTHING
GREENHORN CAN DO FOR ME,
BECAUSE MY OLDER DADDY
SUITS ME TO A TEE
I LIKE MY MEN
LIKE I LIKE MY WHISKEY,
AGED AND MELLOW.

NOW LISTEN YOUNGSTER,
BE ON YOUR WAY,
DON'T YOU COME BACK HERE
UNTIL A MUCH LATER DAY
I LIKE MY MEN
LIKE I LIKE MY WHISKEY,
AGED AND MELLOW.

JUNIOR MAY BE YOUNG
AND STRONGER,
BUT I'LL TAKE GRANDPA
BECAUSE HE'S HAD IT LONGER
I LIKE MY MEN
LIKE I LIKE MY WHISKEY,
AGED AND MELLOW.
TERRITORIAL RESTRICTIONS
MAY APPLY TO THIS TITLE.

Writers Andy Razaf, Fats Waller

Genres Standard

Recorded 2015

Lyrics MY, HOW I MISS
YOUR TENDER KISS
AND THE WONDERFUL THINGS
YOU WOULD DO.
I RUN MY HANDS
THROUGH SILVERY STRANDS
BECAUSE I'M BLUE,
TURNING GREY
OVER YOU.

YOU USED TO BE
SO GOOD TO ME,
THAT'S WHEN
I WAS A NOVELTY.

NOW YOU HAVE
NEW THRILLS IN VIEW,
FOUND SOMEONE NEW,
LEFT ME BLUE,
TURNING GREY
OVER YOU.
Writers Harrison Nelson

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues

Recorded 2013

Lyrics BRING IT BACK HOME
PRETTY BABY,
NEED YOU,
I DON'T MEAN MAYBE.
IF YOU BRING IT BACK BABY,
EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE ALRIGHT.
I BEEN OH SO LONELY,
BECAUSE I WANT YOU ONLY,
AND WHEN YOU BRING IT BACK,
BABY,
I WON'T SING THE BLUES
NO MORE.

I LOVE YOU
LIKE YOU LOVE ME,
WE MAKE A REAL FINE PAIR.
BUT AIN'T NOTHING SHAKING
WHEN THE DAWN STARTS BREAKING
WITH ME OVER HERE
AND YOU OVER THERE.

BRING IT BACK,
LET'S GET TOGETHER,
JUST LIKE
BIRDS OF A FEATHER
IF YOU BRING IT BACK BABY,
EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE ALRIGHT.
Writers Henry Glover, Rudy Toombs

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Blues

Recorded 2013

Lyrics CLOSE AS HAM
IS TO A COUNTRY HOG,
CLOSE AS A COLLAR
ON A DOG,
CLOSE AS THE FEATHERS
ON A CHICKEN'S BACK,
TIGHT AS A RAIL
ON A RAILROAD TRACK.

I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
LIKE COLD ON ICE,
WHITE ON RICE,
I'LL BE WITH YOU
ALL THE TIME.

CLOSE AS THE NOSE
IS ON MY FACE,
CLOSE AS TWO HORSES
IN A DEAD HEAT RACE,
CLOSE AS THE BRAND
ON MY SUNDAY HAT,
I'M TELLING YOU BABY
THAT'S A NATURAL FACT.

I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
LIKE COLD ON ICE,
WHITE ON RICE,
I'LL BE WITH YOU
ALL THE TIME.

LISTEN TO ME BABY
AS I TELL YOU ONCE MORE,
I'LL BE SNUG AS A RUG
ON THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR,
CLOSE AS THE PAPER
ON A BEDROOM WALL,
CLOSE AS I'LL BE
WHEN I HEAR YOU CALL.

I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
LIKE COLD ON ICE,
WHITE ON RICE,
I'LL BE WITH YOU
ALL THE TIME!
Writers Mary C. Bentley

Genres Standard, Pop, Jazz Standard, Jazz

Recorded 2005

Lyrics I WANT TO TELL YOU A STORY
FROM WAY BACK,
TRUCK ON DOWN
AND DIG ME JACK,
IN EIGHTEEN HUNDRED
AND SIXTY FIVE
A HEP CAT
STARTED SOME JIVE.
HE SAID,
COME ON GATES
AND JUMP WITH ME
AT THE JUNETEENTH JAMBOREE.
THE RHYTHM WAS SWINGING
ON THE PICNIC GROUNDS,
FRIED CHICKEN
FLOATING ALL AROUND,
EVERYBODY THERE
WAS FULL OF GLEE
AT THE JUNETEENTH JAMBOREE.
TRUMPETS BLARING IN THE AIR,
MELLOW BARBEQUE
EVERYWHERE,
CLARINETS MOANING
IN THE HALL,
ALL THE GATES
WAS HAVING A BALL.
THEY DIDN'T KNOW
HOW TO CUT THE RUG,
BUT ALL THE CATS
HAD A GAL AND JUG,
EVERYONE AS HAPPY
AS THEY COULD BE
AT THE JUNETEENTH JAMBOREE.
Writers Henry Glover, Wynonie Harris, Robert Charles Schell, Fred Weismantel

Genres Standard, Pop, Rhythm & Blues

Recorded 2010

Lyrics WHISKEY ON THE SHELF,
YOU WERE SO QUIET
THERE BY YOURSELF.
THINGS WERE FINE
TILL THEY TOOK YOU DOWN,
OPENED YOU UP
AND PASSED YOU AROUND.

JOHN WAS THE FIRST ONE
TO PULL YOU DOWN,
HE TOOK ONE DRINK
AND STARTED ACTING A CLOWN,
PASSED YOU TO HAZEL,
JOHN AND JACK,
PENELOPE GOT YOU
AND PASSED YOU RIGHT BACK.
THE DOORBELL RANG,
WHAT DID YOU SEE?
IN WALKED HENRY,
FRED AND MARIE.
THEY HIT YOU HIGH
AND THEY HIT YOU LOW,
THEY HIT YOU FAST
AND THEY HIT YOU SLOW.

WHISKEY ON THE SHELF,
YOU WERE SO QUIET
THERE BY YOURSELF.
THINGS WERE FINE
TILL THEY TOOK YOU DOWN,
OPENED YOU UP
AND PASSED YOU AROUND.

THEY KILLED YOU DEAD
AND THEY WANTED ANOTHER,
THEY REACHED UP ON THE SHELF
TO GRAB YOUR BROTHER.
IT'S A SHAME
THE WAY THEY DID YOU IN,
THEN THEY REACHED UP
AND GRABBED
YOUR BROTHER GIN.
GRANDFATHER WINE
NEARLY TREMBLED WITH FRIGHT,
WONDERING IF THE PARTY
WOULD LAST ALL NIGHT.
GRANDFATHER WINE
KNEW WITHOUT A DOUBT,
HE WAS NEXT IN LINE
IF THE JUICE RAN OUT.

WHISKEY ON THE SHELF,
YOU WERE SO QUIET
THERE BY YOURSELF.
THINGS WERE FINE
TILL THEY TOOK YOU DOWN,
OPENED YOU UP
AND PASSED YOU AROUND.

LOOK AT EVERYBODY,
THEY GOT REAL TIGHT,
NOW THEY WANT
TO START A FIGHT.
JOHN NEVER DID NOTHING
WRONG IN HIS LIFE,
NOW HE'S UP IN THE CORNER
WITH THE POLICEMAN'S WIFE.
FRANK'S SO DRUNK
HE CAN HARDLY SEE,
TRYING TO MAKE LOVE
TO PENELOPE.
SHE TOOK A BOTTLE
AND KNOCKED HIM
IN THE JAW,
AND THAT'S WHEN
THE NEIGHBORS
CALLED THE LAW!

WHISKEY ON THE SHELF,
YOU WERE SO QUIET
THERE BY YOURSELF.
THINGS WERE FINE
TILL THEY TOOK YOU DOWN,
OPENED YOU UP
AND PASSED YOU AROUND.
TERRITORIAL RESTRICTIONS
MAY APPLY TO THIS TITLE.

Writers Ray Noble

Genres Standard, Ballad

Recorded 2015

Lyrics I DON'T NEED
YOUR PHOTOGRAPH,
TO KEEP
BY MY BED,
YOUR PICTURE
IS ALWAYS
IN MY HEAD.
I DON'T NEED
YOUR PORTRAIT,
DEAR,
TO CALL YOU
TO MIND,
FOR SLEEPING
OR WAKING,
DEAR,
I FIND:

THE VERY THOUGHT OF YOU,
AND I FORGET TO DO
THE LITTLE
ORDINARY THINGS
THAT EVERYONE
OUGHT TO DO.
I'M LIVING IN
A KIND OF DAYDREAM,
I'M HAPPY
AS A KING,
AND FOOLISH
THO' IT MAY SEEM,
THAT'S EVERYTHING.
THE MERE IDEA
OF YOU,
THE LONGING HERE
FOR YOU,
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
HOW SLOW
THE MOMENTS GO
UNTIL I'M NEAR
TO YOU.
I SEE YOUR FACE
IN EVERY FLOWER
YOUR EYES
IN STARS ABOVE,
IT'S JUST
THE THOUGHT OF YOU,
THE VERY THOUGHT OF YOU,
MY LOVE.

I HOLD YOU
RESPONSIBLE,
I'LL TAKE IT
TO LAW,
I NEVER HAVE FELT
LIKE THIS BEFORE.
I'M SUING
FOR DAMAGES,
EXCUSES WON'T DO,
I'LL ONLY BE
SATISFIED
WITH YOU

THE VERY THOUGHT OF YOU,
AND I FORGET TO DO
THE LITTLE
ORDINARY THINGS
THAT EVERYONE
OUGHT TO DO.
I'M LIVING
IN A KIND
OF DAYDREAM,
I'M HAPPY
AS A KING,
AND FOOLISH THO'
IT MAY SEEM,
THAT'S EVERYTHING.
THE MERE IDEA
OF YOU,
THE LONGING HERE
FOR YOU,
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
HOW SLOW
THE MOMENTS GO
UNTIL I'M NEAR
TO YOU.
I SEE YOUR FACE
IN EVERY FLOWER
YOUR EYES
IN STARS ABOVE,
IT'S JUST
THE THOUGHT OF YOU,
THE VERY THOUGHT OF YOU,
MY LOVE.