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Grovelling Songs (Male?)
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 19 Aug 13 - 10:19 AM Here's a link to a mercifully short Beatles song that may be the ultimate male grovel. abject The hoarse bellowing (adult male's equivalent of a tantrum), the lack of pride (I'll never make it alone) and the promise that "I'll never do you no harm" all gave me the creeps when I first heard it. Then I thought maybe it was supposed to be a parody. I still can't tell whether it is or not. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,eldergirl Date: 18 Aug 13 - 11:18 AM LFFreddie, that has to've been Hard-hearted Hannah. Phil, that was a lovely Grovel-and-response! Jim Dixon, thanks for confirming One More Chance, and it was Gary Farr and the T-bones, must have been a silver anniversary reissue cos I recall hearing it on Radio Luxemburg the same year Love Me Do was released! Was trying to remember the boxing connection, boxer Tommy Farr was Gary's dad. No I don't remember him, just the wee factoid. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Jim McLean Date: 18 Aug 13 - 08:30 AM I recorded Hugh MacDiarmid, the great Scottish poet, reciting this Robert Burns poem. He couldn't help chuckling during the recording. "Wha is that at my bower-door?" "O wha is it but Findlay!" "Then gae your gate, ye'se nae be here:" "Indeed maun I," quo' Findlay; "What mak' ye, sae like a thief?" "O come and see," quo' Findlay; "Before the morn ye'll work mischief:" "Indeed will I," quo' Findlay. "Gif I rise and let you in"- "Let me in," quo' Findlay; "Ye'll keep me waukin wi' your din;" "Indeed will I," quo' Findlay; "In my bower if ye should stay"- "Let me stay," quo' Findlay; "I fear ye'll bide till break o' day;" "Indeed will I," quo' Findlay. "Here this night if ye remain"- "I'll remain," quo' Findlay; "I dread ye'll learn the gate again;" "Indeed will I," quo' Findlay. "What may pass within this bower"- "Let it pass," quo' Findlay; "Ye maun conceal till your last hour:" "Indeed will I," quo' Findlay. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Long Firm Freddie Date: 18 Aug 13 - 05:53 AM I found this one one Monologues.co.uk - they now have lyrics to over 2,000 Music Hall songs: HANNAH, WON'T YOU OPEN THE DOOR? (Hannah, Hannah, Open the door it's Bill) Bill's at the door, chilled to the core Please baby, Hannah, take me back once more Here in the snow, I'm shivering so My bones are rattling in breezes that blow Hannah, be nice, I'm cold as ice Why don't you answer me Babe I've knocked twice I'm hungry too, smell chicken stew Hannah I loves only you. Chorus: Hannah, Hannah, won't you open that door? Hannah, Hannah, won't you change your manner This is old Billy Johnson don't you love him no more? And I pleads, 'cos I needs That place behind the stove that I used to have before Hannah, Hannah, don't you hear me, Won't you open that door. (If you don't open that door I'm going to kick it in, you hear me?) Hannah, Hannah, let me in please, honest I'll freeze I'll surely catch the grip starting to sneeze Please stop that rhyme, gal it's a crime Singing that song about old Summer time Frost bitten, nose like a beak I'm frozen sure honey I want some heat I love you still, I always will Open that door Babe it's Bill. Chorus: Hannah, Hannah, won't you open that door? Hannah, Hannah, won't you change your manner This is old Billy Johnson don't you love him no more? And I pleads, 'cos I needs That place behind the stove that I used to have before Hannah, Hannah, don't you hear me, Won't you open that door. Written and composed by Sam and Kirk McGee - 1927 Performed by Ella Retford (1886-1962) Here's a link to the song as performed by Sam McGee: Sam LFF |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Phil Edwards Date: 17 Aug 13 - 06:51 PM Here's one you probably won't have heard, because I wrote it & I've only sung it out a couple of times. It's a kind of modified grovel, or grovel-and-response. THE PAUPER (Phil Edwards) If my clothes were all tattered and spattered and old If my shoes let in water and my coat let in the cold If I'd the look of a dog that had never been fed Would I still find the way to your bed? Could you still love a pauper? he said. "But your larder is full and your clothes are all new Your labels are good and your credit is too If I loved a poor man he wouldn't be you And I'm not into three in a bed. I've no love for a pauper," she said. Oh, my life has been tattered and spattered with grief I'm empty inside, and cold beyond belief My heart is a pauper, a beggar, a thief And you don't want that sort in your bed So I'll vex you no longer, he said. "You've taken me places both rich and remote From spoons that were greasy to cuisine that's haute You've put the world at my feet and put chains round my throat So don't tell me your heart's in the red You're not the pauper around here," she said. "And don't tell me my love's made you emotionally rich Or you can go and try sleeping in an emotional ditch Love is better than money, but I know which is which And you'll owe me if I let you stay - Shall I tell you how I want you to pay?" |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 17 Aug 13 - 04:25 PM Well it shows consistency. Most times I read through a thread before I post in it, but this time I skipped. Often when I'm reading through an old thread I find myself thinking "why doesn't someone say so-and-so, and thinking I'll post saying that, and then I run upon an od pst I made years ago saying exactly what I was thinking of saying. I'm not sure whether that's something to be pleased about or not. Is it good to keep thinking the same thing years later? |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 17 Aug 13 - 04:25 PM Well it shows consistency. Most times I read through a thread before I post in it, but this time I skipped. Often when I'm reading through an old thread I find myself thinking "why doesn't someone say so-and-so, and thinking I'll post saying tat, and then I run upon an od pst I made years ago saying exactly what I was thinking of saying. I'm not sure whether that's something to be pleased about or not. Is it good to keep thinking the same thing years later? |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Jim Dixon Date: 17 Aug 13 - 03:59 PM McGrath: Those look like the same lyrics you posted in this same thread ten years ago. Looks like Oldtimer's disease has struck again. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: WON'T YOU GIVE HIM (ONE MORE CHANCE) From: Jim Dixon Date: 17 Aug 13 - 03:55 PM Eldergirl quoted an excerpt from this, 16-Aug-2013: WON'T YOU GIVE HIM (ONE MORE CHANCE) As sung by Solomon Burke on "Rock 'n' Soul" (1964) (If you'll give him one, just-a one more chance, That's all he needs is-a one more chance.) Just let me prove that my love is real. Baby, won't you let me show you how I feel. (All he wants is one, just-a one more night. That's all he needs to make things right.) Why can't you see that my love is true? Can't you see that I'm still in love with you? I don't care what's in the past; it's all over. (It's all gone; it's all gone.) I don't care what people say; I know that you're the one. (Won't you give him one, just-a one more chance. That's all he needs is-a one more chance.) If you let me try, I'll make you see, oh, yeah, The only man you'll ever need in life is me. (Won't you give him one, just-a one more chance. That's all he needs is-a one more chance.) If you let me try, I'll make you see, oh, yeah, The only one you'll ever need in life is me. For all I need is— (Won't you give him one, just-a one more chance. That's all he needs is-a one more chance. Won't you give him one, just-a one more chance. That's all he needs is-a one more chance. Won't you give him one, just-a one more chance. That's all he needs is-a one more chance.) [Covered by The British Lions (1982), Gary Farr & The T-Bones (1987), Robert Cray (1999), Wishbone Ash (2000), The Fortunes (2004), Tom Jones (2005), and possibly others.] |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 17 Aug 13 - 02:26 PM A great one is Beans for Breakfast by Johnny Cash (I think he wrote it as well as recorded it) - and this is one that is definitely a man song all the way. I couldn't hear you for the TV, I didn't know you said goodbye I saw your cancelled check for the airfare, didn't know flyin' got too high Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can. I've run out of clean utensils, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man I heard the crows outside my window, guess it's me they're talkin' about The fire you lit has burnt to cinders, every good things fizzled out Beans for beakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can. Wish you'd come back and wash the dishes, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man Caught a cold with the window open, crow droppings o my window sill Probably got histoplasmosis, got no gun or I would kill them crows Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can. Plastic forks are a dime a dozen I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man Finally made it to the mailbox, felt so bad I thought I'd die All I got was a bill from my doctor, well I guess flyin' ain't so high Bean for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can. Blue tick mattress cold and greasy, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man The house burned down from the fire that I built, in your closet by mistake After I took all them pills, but I got out safe in my duck head overalls Beans for breakfast once again, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: WORKING MY WAY BACK TO YOU (Four Seasons) From: Jim Dixon Date: 17 Aug 13 - 01:20 PM Mentioned by nancyjo on 14-Oct-2003: WORKING MY WAY BACK TO YOU As recorded by The Four Seasons (later known as Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons), 1966. CHORUS: Workin' my way back to you, babe, With a burnin' love inside. Yeah, I'm workin' my way back to you, babe, And the happiness that died. I let it get away, Payin' every day. When you were so in love with me, I played around like I was free. Thought I could have my cake and eat it too, But how I cried over losin' you. See me down and out, But I ain't about To go living my life without you. For every day I made you cry, I'm paying, girl, 'til the day that I die. CHORUS: I keep workin'.... I used to love to make you cry. It made me feel like a man inside, But if I'd been a man in reality, You'd still be here, babe, lovin' me. Now the nights are long And lonely and I ain't too strong, Babe; I just miss you so. And you're too proud; you won't give in, But when I think about all I could win, CHORUS: I keep workin'.... Yeah, yeah, yeah. CHORUS: I'm workin' my way back to you, babe, With a burnin' love inside. I'm workin' my way back to you, babe, And the happiness that died. Oh, how I cried. Workin' my way back to you, babe, With a burning love inside.... |
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Subject: Lyr Add: THE HEART THAT YOU OWN (Dwight Yoakam) From: Jim Dixon Date: 17 Aug 13 - 12:06 PM Mentioned by Joybell on 14-Oct-2003: THE HEART THAT YOU OWN As recorded by Dwight Yoakam on "If There Was a Way" (1990) I pay rent on a run-down place. There ain't no view but there's lots o' space In my heart, the heart that you own. I pay the rent, pay it right on time. Baby, I pay you ev'ry single dime For my heart, the heart that you own. Used to be I could love here for free, Way back before you bought the property. Now I pay daily on what once was mine. Lord, I probably owe you for these tears that I cry. 'Cause I pay rent on a run-down place. There ain't no view but there's lots of space In my heart, the heart that you own. I struggle each night to find a new way To pay you what I owe just so I can stay. I ain't overdue so you can't throw me out. I've loved here for years; don't know where I'd go now. 'Cause I pay rent on a run-down place. There ain't no view but there's lots of space In my heart, the heart that you own, Yeah, my heart, the heart that you own. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: THE DOGS, THEY REALLY MISS YOU From: Jim Dixon Date: 17 Aug 13 - 08:37 AM Suggested by JenEllen on 14-Oct-2003: THE DOGS, THEY REALLY MISS YOU As recorded by The Austin Lounge Lizards on "Employee of the Month" (2006) I know the day you left, you said, "Let's never talk again," But I'm not callin' for myself; I'm calling you for them. Our little ones who wait at home are broken and upset, And though they don't remember much, they can't seem to forget. The dogs, they really miss you; they're different since you said goodbye. They brood, they pout; they feel put out; if they could speak, they'd tell you, "Hi." They're too down to play around; they hardly touch their meals. The dogs they really miss you, and I know just how they feel. Their tails won't wag; their hearts won't heal; they blame themselves that you're astray. They're sorry that you felt tied down, and never learned to stay. Molly's nose is warm and dry since she sat and watched you pack. She figures that you must be lost and can't find your way back. And Scooter's just a basket case; he won't accept my calls. His squeaky toy lies silent; he's lost interest in his balls. The dogs they really miss you; they're not themselves since you're not here. They sleep all day, watch TV all night; they drink way too much beer. They've seen "Old Yeller" forty times; they bathe less than they should. The dogs, they've stopped their poker games, hoping you'll come home for good. You know how they hate to beg, but the dogs are really blue, Because they really miss you and you know that I do too. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: TAKE ME BACK (Little Anthony & Imperials) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 11:03 PM Mentioned by nancyjo on 14-Oct-2003: TAKE ME BACK As recorded by Little Anthony & The Imperials, 1965. CHORUS: take me back, I'm beggin' please. Take me back; I'm on my knees, For you to scold me, Hurt me, hold me. Darling, take me back. 1. When you belonged to me, I had a jealous mind. Too late I learned that you were not the cheating kind. 2. My jealous eyes have learned to take a look or two. They were too blind to see that I was losing you. 3. They say you live and learn, and though I've tried before, I promise never to be jealous anymore. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: SO IN LOVE (Cole Porter) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 08:38 PM Mentioned by gillymor on 01-Aug-13. Yup, that's grovelling, all right, but not until the last verse. SO IN LOVE Written by Cole Porter for the musical "Kiss Me, Kate" (1948) As sung by Patricia Morison on the original cast album. Strange, dear, but true, dear, When I'm close to you, dear, The stars fill the sky, So in love with you am I. Even without you, My arms fold about you. You know, darling, why: So in love with you am I. In love with the night mysterious, The night when you first were there— In love with my joy delirious, When I knew that you might care. So taunt me and hurt me, Deceive me, desert me; I'm yours 'til I die, So in love, So in love, So in love with you, my love, am I. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 16 Aug 13 - 08:23 PM I wrote in an earlier post about how we take a version we've got used to a the key to whether it's a man's point of view or a woman's, and interpret it accordingly, even if the words don't limit it that way. For example take These Boots Are Made For Walking, and imagine it sung by a man. The words don't need to change but the feeling does, and it gets pretty nasty. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: POOR POOR PITIFUL ME (Warren Zevon) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 08:17 PM JJ mentioned this on 15-Oct-2003. It sounds consciously ironic to me; I think he is parodying self-pity, not owning it. POOR POOR PITIFUL ME Warren Zevon I lay my head on the railroad track To wait for the double-E. The railroad don't run no more. Poor, poor pitiful me! CHORUS: Poor, poor pitiful me! Poor, poor pitiful me! These young girls won't let me be. Lord, have mercy on me. Woe is me. Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood. I ain't namin' names, But she really worked me over good. She was just like Jesse James. She really worked me over good. She was a credit to her gender. She put me through some changes, lord, Sort of like a waring blender. [CHORUS TWICE] I met a girl at the Rainbow Bar. She asks me if I'd beat her. She took me back to the Hyatt House. [Spoken:] I don't want to talk about it. Poor, poor pitiful me! Poor, poor pitiful me! Poor, poor pitiful me! Poor, poor pitiful me! |
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Subject: Lyr Add: MANDY (Barry Manilow) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 07:48 PM Mentioned by leeneia on 31-Jul-2013. A case study in self-pity and regret, but is it grovelling? Don't you have to be asking for something to be grovelling, even if it is only forgiveness? MANDY Barry Manilow I remember all my life Rainin' down as cold as ice, Shadows of a man, a face through window, Cryin' in the night; the night goes into Morning, just another day. Happy people pass my way. Lookin' in their eyes, I see a mem'ry. I never realized how happy you made me. Oh, Mandy, well, you came and you gave without takin', But I sent you away. Oh, Mandy, well, you kissed me and stopped me from shakin', And I need you today, oh, Mandy. I'm standin' on the edge of time. I walked away when love was mine, Caught up in a world of uphill climbin'. The tears are on my mind and nothin' is rhymin'. Oh, Mandy, well, you came and you gave without takin', But I sent you away. Oh, Mandy, well, you kissed me and stopped me from shakin', And I need you today oh, Mandy! Yesterday's a dream; I face the mornin' Cryin' on the breeze; the pain is callin': Oh, Mandy, well, you came and you gave without takin', But I sent you away. Oh, Mandy, well, you kissed me and stopped me from shakin', And I need you today. Oh, Mandy, you came and you gave without takin', But I sent you away. Oh, Mandy, you kissed me and stopped me from shakin', And I need you. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: LIGHT MY FIRE (The Doors) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 02:58 PM JenEllen mentioned this on 14-Oct-2003. Sorry, I don't see this as grovelling. This is mere exhortation. Grovelling needs to have a "pity me" component; I don't see any of that. LIGHT MY FIRE As recorded by The Doors on "The Doors" You know that it would be untrue. You know that I would be a liar If I was to say to you: "Girl, we couldn't get much higher." Come on, baby; light my fire. Come on, baby; light my fire. Try to set the night on fire. The time to hesitate is through; No time to wallow in the mire. Try now; we can only lose, And our love become a funeral pyre. Come on, baby; light my fire. Come on, baby; light my fire. Try to set the night on fire, yeah! |
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Subject: Lyr Add: I'M YOUR MAN (Leonard Cohen) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 02:12 PM Grab mentioned this on 14-Oct-2003. I'M YOUR MAN Leonard Cohen If you want a lover, I'll do anything you ask me to, And if you want another Kind of love, I'll wear a mask for you. If you want a partner, take my hand, Or if you want to strike me down in anger, Here I stand. I'm your man. If you want a boxer, I will step into the ring for you, And if you want a doctor, I'll examine every inch of you. If you want a driver, climb inside, Or if you want to take me for a ride, You know you can. I'm your man. Ah, the moon's too bright. The chain's too tight. The beast won't go to sleep. I've been running through These promises to you That I made and I could not keep. Ah, but a man never got a woman back, not by begging on his knees, Or I'd crawl to you, baby, and I'd fall at your feet, And I'd howl at your beauty like a dog in heat, And I'd claw at your heart and I'd tear at your sheet. I'd say, "Please, (please) I'm your man." And if you've got to sleep a moment on the road, I will steer for you, And if you want to work the street alone, I'll disappear for you. If you want a father for your child, Or only want to walk with me a while Across the sand, I'm your man. If you want a lover, I'll do anything you ask me to, And if you want another Kind of love, I'll wear a mask for you....FADE. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: AMAZED TO FIND (Kate Wolf) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 01:46 PM Charley Noble mentioned this on 14-Oct-2003. I couldn't find an online recording by Kate Wolf, so I transcribed a different one. I hope it's close. I wouldn't call this grovelling. She isn't asking the absent person to return. She doesn't even say whether having this person on her mind is pleasant or unpleasant. This is a lot less like grovelling than some of the other songs in this thread. AMAZED TO FIND Written by Kate Wolf As sung by Clay County on "All the Good Times" 1. After all is said and done, A few things lost, a few things won, I can say I've had a full and a happy life, But in the quiet of the night, When I turn out the light, I'm amazed to find you're still on my mind. CHORUS: I'm amazed to find, I'm amazed to find that you're still on my mind. It will hit me without warnin' Early in the mornin': I'm amazed to find you're still on my mind. 2. I could be talking with my friends, Or out walking at day's end, Or just doing the things that fill my time, But at the closing of the day, When my troubles fade away, I'm amazed to find you're still on my mind. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: HIT THE ROAD, JACK (from Ray Charles) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 10:34 AM This song was mentioned by darkriver on 14-Oct-2003. It has actually been posted once before at Mudcat, but it was buried with 3 other songs in the same message, so its title couldn't be put in the subject heading. I hate when that happens. Every song deserves its own message, at least, and sometimes, its own thread. HIT THE ROAD, JACK Written by Percy Mayfield As recorded by Ray Charles, 1961 (Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more.) What'd you say? (Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more.) Oh, woman, oh, woman, don't treat me so mean. You're the meanest old woman that I've ever seen. I guess if you say so, I'll have to pack my things and go. (That's right! Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more.) What'd you say? (Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more.) Now baby, listen, baby, don't ya treat me this-a way, 'Cause I'll be back on my feet some day. (Don't care if you do! 'Cause it's understood You ain't got no money; you just ain't no good.) Well, I guess if you say so, I'll have to pack my things and go. (That's right! Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more.) What'd you say? (Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, And don't you come back no more.) Well.... (Don't you come back no more.) Uh, What'd you say? (Don't you come back no more.) I didn't understand you! (Don't you come back no more.) You can't mean that! (Don't you come back no more.) Oh, now baby, please! (Don't you come back no more.) What you tryin' to do to me? (Don't you come back no more.) FADE. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: DON'T LEAVE ME THIS WAY (Harold Melvin... From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 09:55 AM Ginger Dave mentioned this song on 31-Jul-2013: DON'T LEAVE ME THIS WAY As recorded by Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes, 1975. Don't leave me this way. I can't survive, can't stay alive without your love. Don't leave me this way. No, I can't exist; I'll surely miss your tender kiss. Don't leave me this way. No, don't leave me this way, A broken man with empty hands. Oh, baby, please, please, don't leave me this way. Ah, baby, my heart is full of love and desire for you. Now come on, girl, and do what you gotta do. You started this fire down near my soul. Now can't you see it's burnin' out o' control? Come on, girl, and satisfy the need in me, 'Cause only your good lovin' can set me free. Don't leave me this way, 'Cause it would be wrong to string along a love so true. Don't leave me this way. Don't you understand I'm at your command? Oh, baby, please, please, don't leave me this way, yeah. - - - Besides repeats, the latter part of the record consists of a lot of disconnected phrases and wailings that seem improvised; I have not attempted to transcribe this part. The song was later covered by Thelma Houston and by The Communards. Tina Turner recorded a different song with the same title in 1999. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,eldergirl Date: 16 Aug 13 - 09:21 AM 1962 or thereabouts-
Chorus: Won't you give him one, just-a one more chance?
Man: Just let me prove that my love is real.
Chorus: Won't you give him one, just-a one more night?
Man: Just let me prove that my love is true. ... Can't remember the rest of it, but the guy got all his mates to chime in on his behalf as well, he must've meant it! |
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Subject: Lyr Add: BAD DOG, NO BISCUIT (Daron Norwood) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 01:17 AM This song was mentioned by HuwG back on 14-Oct-2003, but the link he provided is dead now. BAD DOG, NO BISCUIT As recorded by Daron Norwood 1. I stayed out late with the boys again. I got to reminiscing, ya'll; it got out o' hand. Pulled up in the drive, saw the porch light on. Trouble, Jack; that's a fact; throw me a bone! CHORUS: Back in the pound, back on a chain, My baby left me out in the rain. I scratched at the door; she told me to get. She said, "Bad dog! No biscuit!" 2. Well, I whimpered and I whined and I started to beg. "I hope you freeze" is all she said. Slept out in my truck with my heater on. Hey, Roy; oh, boy! Throw me a bone! 3. I woke up with a fever and a runny nose. I'm a housebroke baby; I do what I'm told. I won't ever stray, ever roam. Hush, honey! Honey, hush! Throw me a bone! |
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Subject: Lyr Add: ALL FOR THE LOVE OF A GIRL (Johnny Horton From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 12:51 AM Mentioned by JenEllen on 14-Oct-2003: ALL FOR THE LOVE OF A GIRL As recorded by Johnny Horton Well, today I'm so weary; today I'm so blue, Sad and broken-hearted, and it's all because of you. Life was so sweet, dear; life was a song. Now you've gone and left me; oh, where do I belong? And it's all for the love of a dear little girl, All for the love that sets your heart in a whirl. I'm a man who'd give his life and the joys of this world All for the love of a girl. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: AIN'T TOO PROUD TO BEG (Temptations) From: Jim Dixon Date: 16 Aug 13 - 12:19 AM This song was mentioned by nancyjo back on 14-Oct-2003. This may indeed be the gold standard of grovelling. AIN'T TOO PROUD TO BEG Written by Norman Whitfield and Edward Holland, Jr. As recorded by The Temptations, 1966. 1. I know you want to leave me, But I refuse to let you go. If I have to beg, plead, for your sympathy, I don't mind 'cause you mean that much to me. CHORUS: Ain't too proud to beg, sweet darlin'. Please don't leave me, girl. (Don't you go.) Ain't to proud to plead, baby, baby. Please don't leave me, girl. (Don't you go.) 2. Now I heard a cryin' man is half the man, With no sense of pride, But if I have to cry to keep you, I don't mind weepin' Just to keep you by my side. 3. If I have to sleep on your doorstep all night and day Just to keep you from walkin' away, Let your friends laugh; even this I can stand, 'Cause I'm gonna keep you any way I can. 4. Now I've got a love so deep in the pit of my heart, And each day it grows more and more. I'm not ashamed to come and plead to you, baby, If pleadin' keeps you from walkin' out that door. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 03 Aug 13 - 01:35 PM As these things go, I thought that was quite an agreeable adjustment of my name... One thing that arguably mitigates against the unfairness is that Petruchio makes no effort to spare himself the discomforts he inflicts on Kate - no food, no sleep, trudging through the mud in rags. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,Grishka Date: 03 Aug 13 - 12:55 PM ... McGrath ..., sorry. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,Grishka Date: 03 Aug 13 - 12:54 PM I agree, McHarlow - the notions of punishment and "cure" of behaviour are quite interwoven; both are seen as justifying treatments that would otherwise be considered very unfair, even in Shakespeare's time. (I remember that when Microsoft no longer wanted to call their bugfixes bugfixes, they called them "corrective services", until they were told that in some states the prisons were called similarly. Now we have "Windows Service Packs". Microsoft commits the blunders, and we get the punishment/"cure", if we grovel nicely.) |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 03 Aug 13 - 08:50 AM Kate's course of humiliation in Taming of a Shrew isn't so much a punishment as a cure for a pattern of behaviour that is seen as making her as miserable as those around her. As with Othello and the Merchant of Venice it's a bit hard to spin in a way that is too acceptable these days, probably even more so. Outside certain cultures, such as Saudi Arabia and some parts of the US, that is. Some modern productions try to adjust things so that it's seen as a strange kind of feminine empowerment, which is a bit difficult. I went the other day to a screening of the Globe production, which stuck strictly to Shakespeare's line, which felt equally strange. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: HONEY, JUST ALLOW ME ONE MORE CHANCE From: GUEST,gillymor Date: 03 Aug 13 - 07:19 AM From The Freewheeling Bob Dylan: Honey, just allow me one more chance To get along with you Honey, just allow me one more chance Ah'll do anything with you Well, I'm a-walkin' down the road With my head in my hand I'm lookin' for a woman Needs a worried man Just-a one kind favor I ask you 'Low me just-a one more chance Honey, just allow me one more chance To ride your aeroplane Honey, just allow me one more chance To ride your passenger train Well, I've been lookin' all over For a gal like you I can't find nobody So you'll have to do Just-a one kind favor I ask you 'Low me just-a one more chance Honey, just allow me one more chance To get along with you Honey, just allow me one more chance Ah'll do anything with you Well, lookin' for a woman That ain't got no man Is just lookin' for a needle That is lost in the sand Just-a one kind favor I ask you 'Low me just-a one more chance -H.Thomas B.Dylan |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,Grishka Date: 03 Aug 13 - 05:40 AM "The Taming of the Shrew" is not a typical example, because the woman is explicitly compelled to eat humble pie, as a punishment for her being a shrew. I do not remember "Kiss me Kate" very well, but I think it tries to soften the premise, with all the more questionable result. Comedy has its own laws anyway. Once a couple is married, a new game starts. Humiliated shrews may well seek revenge, perhaps even unconsciously. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Ron Davies Date: 02 Aug 13 - 10:34 PM ("Good point"--regarding Porter's own sexual proclivities) |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Ron Davies Date: 02 Aug 13 - 10:30 PM Good point, gillymor. I'd forgotten that. To quote another male self-abasement song: "You win again." |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 02 Aug 13 - 01:31 PM Just because a song gets famous sung by a women it shouldn't be assumed the words don't apply just as much when sung by a man. For example in the opening post back in 2003, Peter T gave "YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY YOU LOVE ME" as a classical example of a woman grovelling to a man. But it wouldn't need a word changed to be sung by a man grovelling to a woman. Or for that matter by a woman to another woman, or a man to another man. And that kind of thing applies to a lot of songs. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,gillymor Date: 02 Aug 13 - 10:53 AM Yeah leenja, it was written for "Kiss Me Kate" Porter's musical containing a play within a play (The Taming of the Shrew). If memory serves me correctly the song was written for the female lead, Lilli. The motion picture version is quite good, IMO, and can usually be found at a library. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 02 Aug 13 - 10:08 AM Was it written for a character in a play or musical? |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,gillymor Date: 02 Aug 13 - 09:50 AM Ron writes: " Minor quibble: topic was male grovelling songs (though with a question mark, which conceivably lets in all grovelling songs). But if it's male songs, that would knock out "So In Love"." Yeah, but considering Porter's sexual proclivities it could be a male groveling song though it was written for a female character. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,Grishka Date: 02 Aug 13 - 05:06 AM In the OP (almost 10 years old), Peter wrote "Obviously there are lots of women grovelling before men .... but any really good ones of pitiful men?" My guess is that the latter are the vast majority, and (as I wrote above) made a considerable proportion of all love poetry since it was invented. Ron, indeed, if it is literary, it must not be taken literally. Successful beggars may well turn out bossy (as I wrote above). On the other hand, many existing, apparently stable, love relationships are based on pity, consensual patronizing/matronizing, or similar feelings. Let's face it, the ideal of autonomous responsible personalities having deep love relationships at true eye level, is the actual literary fiction. Compared to that, the groveling songs are pure realism. For example, I know some loving wives who talk about their husbands much like Johnny Cash's narrator describes himself above. (Fortunately, it is not always that bad in reality, but you get the idea.) |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Ron Davies Date: 01 Aug 13 - 10:24 PM Two things. Minor quibble: topic was male grovelling songs (though with a question mark, which conceivably lets in all grovelling songs). But if it's male songs, that would knock out "So In Love" . Also: "beat me and hurt me..." I don't recall any huge feminist outcry about this phrase. But I'm sure Mudcatters can address this. The only reason I can think that there was no big protest--at the time of the song or after (the song is still often performed)--is that everybody realized this was not to be taken literally. Thoughts? |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Amergin Date: 01 Aug 13 - 09:17 PM oh...and Kenny Rogers' LUCILLE would qualify...though I do prefer the Beat Farmers' version. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Amergin Date: 01 Aug 13 - 09:16 PM Well, there's Jimmy Buffett's romantic hit WHY DON'T WE GET DRUNK (AND SCREW). |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 01 Aug 13 - 08:55 PM O yuck! I believe you've won the prize for identifying the grovellingest songs, gillymor. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,gillymor Date: 01 Aug 13 - 12:17 PM Can't get much more obsequious than Gone Gone Gone. From the last verse: If I knew where I could find her, I'd crawl there on my hands and knees... And the ultimate (female) grovelling song by Cole Porter: [SO IN LOVE] So beat me and hurt me, Deceive me, desert me, I'm yours 'til I die. So in love, so in love, With you am I. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 01 Aug 13 - 11:01 AM " And your Mommy parallel is classic." Thanks, Ron. Yes, it often seems to me that lovers in pop songs are often asking for the kind of selfless devotion which a normal mother grants to her baby. That kind of love is a beautiful thing, but it can't go on forever. In time, a person has to grow up, share responsibilities, and make any relationship a two-way street. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: CHINA DOLL (Slim Whitman) From: GUEST,Frank Date: 31 Jul 13 - 11:05 PM Now where did it go? Oh well! CHINA DOLL Slim Whitman I'm tired of cryin' And all your lyin', That's why I'm buyin' A china doll. Her eyes are bluer. Her faults are fewer Her lips are truer, My china doll. I'd rather have a doll of clay That I could call my own, Than someone else just like you With a heart of stone. She'll never leave me. She'll not deceive me, And never grieve me, My china doll. No tears of sorrow, No sad tomorrow, No one can borrow My china doll. Her eyes are bluer. Her faults are fewer. Her lips are truer, My china doll. I'd rather have a doll of clay That I could call my own, Than someone else just like you With a heart of stone. She'll never leave me. She'll not deceive me, And never grieve me, My china doll. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: Ron Davies Date: 31 Jul 13 - 11:05 PM Leeneia-- You actually listened to "Mandy" all the way through? I just couldn't bring myself to make that sacrifice. But at least you have now put it to good use--if that is what he says on that song, it certainly is a perfect fit for the topic. And your Mommy parallel is classic. Marty Robbins may be a doormat, but at least he is definitely not dealing wth Mommy. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 31 Jul 13 - 04:15 PM And just to be fair, I'll mention an interminable two-note hit by Anne Murray, 'YOU NEEDED ME.' I cried a tear, you wiped it dry I was confused, you cleared my mind I sold my soul, you bought it back for me And held me up and gave me dignity Somehow you needed me.... It's hard to picture the singer being that much of a nonentity, unless she was involved in (maybe) drug abuse plus prostitution, and "you" is her therapist, a truly dedicated therapist. My examples are dated because in 1983 I quit listening to radio entirely. |
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Subject: RE: Grovelling Songs (Male?) From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 31 Jul 13 - 04:10 PM I nominate the song "MANDY," by Barry Manilow. Utterly abject... Oh, Mandy, won't you hold me and keep me from shaking, cause I need you toda-ay... One day it occurred to me that you could replace "Mandy" with "Mommy" and have a perfectly sensible song. The singer has the unabashed helplessness of a little child. And like a little child, he doesn't offer anything in return. In a child it's natural, but.... |
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