Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Hank Williams: Alone and Foresaken From: GUEST,saulbro Date: 10 Aug 02 - 03:48 PM truer sound got the lyrics right...great song! I recorded it on my old Adelphia LP "Travels With Broudy"(now a CD) with Winnie Winston on pedal steel and John Duffey/Mike Auldridge singing harmony, and still love singing it. Saul Broudy |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Hank Williams: Alone and Foresaken From: truer sound Date: 10 Aug 02 - 12:00 PM yup. it is cry. I didn't even notice. Thanks |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Hank Williams: Alone and Foresaken From: masato sakurai Date: 10 Aug 02 - 12:47 AM Recording of this song is at The Record Lady's All-Country Favorites ("Real Country Archives Page 1"); and at Honkytonk's Country Classics: Hank Williams. One correction is: "And out in the darkness the whippoorwills cry." Chords are (from Hank Williams' Favorite Songs, Acuff-Rose, 1953):
We [Dmi]met in the springtime when blossoms unfold
A-[Bb]lone and forsaken ~Masato |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Hank Williams: Alone and Foresaken From: truer sound Date: 09 Aug 02 - 11:02 PM Somebody IM me and tell me if I did that right. |
Subject: Lyr Add: ALONE AND FORSAKEN (Hank Williams) From: truer sound Date: 09 Aug 02 - 11:01 PM ALONE AND FORSAKEN As recorded by Hank Williams, 1955. We met in the springtime when blossoms unfold. The pastures were green and the meadows were gold. Our love was in flower as summer grew on. Her love, like the leaves, now have withered and gone. The roses have faded. There’s frost at my door. The birds in the morning don't sing anymore. The grass in the valley is starting to die, And out in the darkness, the whippoorwills cry. Alone and forsaken by fate and by man, O Lord, if you hear me, please hold to my hand. Oh, please understand. Oh, where has she gone to? Oh, where can she be? She may have forsaken some other like me. She promised to honor, to love and obey. Each vow was a plaything that she threw away. The darkness is falling. The sky has turned gray. A hound in the distance is starting to bay. I wonder, I wonder, what she's thinking of, Forsaken, forgotten, without any love. Alone and forsaken by fate and by man, O Lord, if you hear me, please hold to my hand. Oh, please understand. [Bill Darnel recorded this in 1952.] |
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