1244 – The Rolling Stones – Sweet black angel (1972)

 

Escrita por Mick Jagger e Keith Richards, foi gravada em outubro de 1970, dezembro de 1971 e março de 1972. Foi lançada no compacto que tinha Tumbling dice como Lado A. Foi tambem lançada no disco Exile on Main St. um mês depois.

Fala sobre a ativista dos direitos civis Angela Davis. É uma das raras canções de cunho politico dos Stones. Davis estava sendo acusada de assassinato na época.

Jagger canta e toca gaita. Richards e Mick Taylor tocam as guitarras e fazem backing vocals. Bill Wyman toca baixo e Charlie Watts toca bateria. Richard Washington toca marimba e Jimmy Miller, o produtor, toca percussão.

A letra:

Got a sweet black angel
Got a pin up girl
Got a sweet black angel
Up upon my wall

Well, she ain't no singer
And she ain't no star
But she sure talk good
And she move so fast

But the gal in danger
Yeah, de gal in chains
But she keep on pushin'
Would ya take her place?

She countin' up de minutes
She countin' up de days
She's a sweet black angel, woh
Not a sweet black slave

Ten little niggers
Sittin' on de wall
Her brothers been a fallin'
Fallin' one by one

For a judge they murdered
And a judge they stole
Now de judge he gonna judge her
For all dat he's worth

Well de gal in danger
De gal in chains
But she keep on pushin'
Would you do the same?

She countin' up de minutes
She countin' up de days
She's a sweet black angel
Not a gun toting teacher
Not a Red lovin' school mom
Ain't someone gonna free her
Free de sweet black slave
Free de sweet black slave

Got a sweet black angel
Got a pin up girl
Got a sweet black angel
Up upon my wall

Well, she ain't no singer
And she ain't no star
But she sure talk good
And she move so fast

But the gal in danger
Yeah, de gal in chains
But she keep on pushin'
Would ya take her place?

She countin' up de minutes
She countin' up de days
She's a sweet black angel, woh
Not a sweet black slave

Ten little niggers
Sittin' on de wall
Her brothers been a fallin'
Fallin' one by one

For a judge they murdered
And a judge they stole
Now de judge he gonna judge her
For all dat he's worth

Well de gal in danger
De gal in chains
But she keep on pushin'
Would you do the same?

She countin' up de minutes
She countin' up de days
She's a sweet black angel
Not a gun toting teacher
Not a Red lovin' school mom
Ain't someone gonna free her
Free de sweet black slave
Free de sweet black slave

A versão dos Stones:

A versão de Butterfly on a Wheel:

A versão de Chad Stokes and Matt Embree:

1243 – Rod Stewart – Mama you been on my mind (1972)

Escrita por Bob Dylan, foi gravada por ele inicialmente em junho de 1964 mas nunca foi lançada ate 1991. Foi escrita durante uma viagem de Bob pra Europa e fala sobre o rompimento do relacionamento dele com Suze Rotolo.

Foi regravada por Joan Baez, Jeff Buckley, Judy Collins, Ricky Nelson, Johnny Cash, George Harrison, Dion e Linda Ronstadt, entre outros artistas. Mas a nossa versão no entanto é a de Rod Stewart.

A versão de Rod Stewart foi gravada entre março e maio de 1972 e lançada no disco Never a dull moment, in 21 de julho de 1972.

A letra:

Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat
And coverin' the crossroads I'm standing at
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that
But mama you been on my mind

I do not mean you trouble, don't put me down, don't get upset
I am not pleadin' or sayin' I can't forget you
I do not pace the floor, bowed down and bent, but yet
Mama you been on my mind

Even tho' my eyes are hazy
And my thoughts they might be narrow
Where you been don't bother me, or bring me down with sorrow
I don't even mind where you be wakin' up tomorrow
But mama you been on my mind

I'm not asking you to say words like yes or no
Please understand me, I've no place I'm calling you to go
I'm just whisperin' to myself so I can pretend that I don't know
Mama you been on my mind

When you wake up in the mornin' baby, look inside your mirror
You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near
I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
As someone who has had you on his mind
As someone who has had you on his mind
Mama you been on my mind

A versão de Rod Stewart:

A versão de Jeff Buckley:

A versão de George Harrison:

1242 – Elvis Presley – American trilogy (1972)

Trata-se de três músicas do século 19 que Elvis regravou juntas. A primeira é Dixie, uma canção popular sobre o sul dos Estados Unidos. A segunda é The Battle Hymn of The Republic, um hino de marcha do Exercito da Uniao durante a guerra civil americana. A terceira é All my trials, uma canção de ninar relacionado aos negros americanos.

A letra:

Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old things they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland

Oh, I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie
'Cause Dixieland, that's where I was born
Early Lord one frosty morning
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland

Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on

So hush little baby
Don't you cry
You know your daddy's bound to die
But all my trials, Lord, will soon be over

Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on

A versão de Elvis Presley:

A versão de Dan Vasc:

A versão de Joe Var Vari:

1241 – Elvis Presley – Separate ways (1972)

 

Escrita por Red West e Richard Mainegra, foi gravada por Elvis em 27 de março de 1972 e lançada em novembro de 1972 em um compacto que tinha Always on my mind como Lado B.

Ganhou disco de ouro por venda de 500 mil cópias.

Elvis estava se separando da esposa e preocupado com sua filha. A letra caiu como uma luva.

A letra:

I see a change is coming to our lives
It's not the same as it used to be
And it's not too late to realise our mistake
We're just not right for each other

Love has slipped away left us only friends
We almost seem like strangers
All that's left between us are the memories we shared
Of times we thought we cared for each other

There's nothing left to do but go our separate ways
And pick up all the pieces left behind us
And maybe someday, somewhere along the way
Another love will find us

Some day when she's older, maybe she will understand
Why her mom and dad are not together
The tears that she will cry when I have to say goodbye
Will tear at my heart forever

There's nothing left to do but go our separate ways
And pick up all the pieces left behind us
And maybe someday, somewhere along the way
Another love will find us
There's nothing left to do but go our separate ways

A versão de Elvis Presley:

A versão de Bart Van Gijn:

 

A versão de Joe Var Veri:

 

1240 – Paul Simon – Duncan (1972)

Escrita por Paul Simon, foi gravada em 1971 e lançada em 24 de janeiro de 1972 no disco Paul Simon e posteriormente lançada como compacto e que tinha Run that body down como Lado B.

Conta a vida de Lincoln Duncan, um filho de pescador. Sem conseguir dormir num motel barato porque um casal ao lado faz sexo, Dunca decide ir embora daquele lugar, um cidade litoranea do Canada. Então ele desce pra New England. Ele perde seu dinheiro, confiança e fé nele mesmo até que perde sua virgindade e tudo volta ao normal.

Chegou ao número 52 dos charts pop americanos. Chegou também ao número 39 no Canadá.

Paul cantou e tocou violão. Los Incas tocaram flauta, charango e percussão.

A letra:

Couple in the next room bound to win a prize
They've been going at it all night long
Well, I'm trying to get some sleep
But these motel walls are cheap
Lincoln Duncan is my name and here's my song
Here's my song
My father was a fisherman
My mama was a fisherman's friend
And I was born in the boredom and a chowder
So when I reached my prime
I left my home in the maritimes
Headed down the turnpike for New England
Sweet New England

Holes in my confidence
Holes in the knees of my jeans
I was left without a penny in my pocket
Ooo-Weee I was about destitute as a kid could be
And I wished I wore a ring so I could hock it
I'd like to hock it
A young girl in a parking lot
Was preaching to a crowd
Singing sacred songs and reading from the Bible
Well, I told her I was lost
And she told me all about the Pentecost
And I seen that girl as the road to my survival
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Just later on the very same night
When I crept to her tent with a flashlight
And my long years of innocenece ended
Well, she took me to the woods
Saying here comes something and it feels so good
And just like a dog I was befriended
I was befriended
Oh, oh, what a night, oh what a garden of delight
Even now that sweet memory lingers
I was playing my guitar
Lying underneath the stars
Just thanking the Lord for my fingers
For my fingers
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

A versão de Paul Simon:

A versão de George Krikes:

A versão de Mike Sinatra:

1239 – Elton John – Honky cat (1972)

Escrita por Elton John e Bernie Taupie, foi gravada em janeiro de 1972 e lançada no disco Honky Chateau no dia 19 de maio de 1972. Posteriormente foi lançada no compacto que tinha Slave como Lado B.

Chegou ao número 31 nos charts britânicos e número 8 nos charts pop americanos.

Elton John tocou um piano eletrico Fender Rhodes, um piano acustico e cantou. Jacques Bolognesi tocou trombone. Jean Louis Chautemps tocou sax. Alan Hatot tocou sax. Davey Jonstone tocou banjo. Ivan Julien tocou trompete. Dee Murray tocou baixo e Nigel Olsson tocou bateria.

A letra:

When I look back, boy, I must have been green
Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream
Looking for an answer, trying to find a sign
Until I saw your city lights, honey, I was blind

They said, get back, honky cat
Better get back to the woods
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, oh, the change is gonna do me good

You better get back, honky cat
Living in the city ain't where it's at
It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine
It's like trying to drink whiskey from a bottle of wine

Well, I read some books, and I read some magazines
About those high-class ladies down in New Orleans
And all the folks back home, well, said I was a fool
They said, oh, believe in the Lord is the golden rule

They said, get back, honky cat
Better get back to the woods
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, ooh ooh ooh ooh, oh, change is gonna do me good

They said, get back, honky cat
Better get back to the woods
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, oh oh oh oh, oh, change is gonna do me good

They said, stay at home, boy, you gotta tend the farm
Living in the city, boy, is going to break your heart
But how can you stay when your heart says no?
How can you stop when your feet say go?

You better get back, honky cat
Better get back to the woods
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, ooh ooh ooh ooh, oh, the change is gonna do me good

You better get back, honky cat
Living in the city ain't where it's at
It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine
It's like trying to drink whiskey, oh, from a bottle of wine

Oh, yeah

Get back, honky cat
Get back, honky cat
Get back, whoo

Get back, honky cat
Get back, honky cat
Get back, whoo

Get back, honky cat
Get back, get back, honky cat, whoo (oh yeah)

A versão de Elton John:

A versão de Mike The Prophet:

A versão de Max Bergmanis:

1238 – The Rolling Stones – Let it loose (1972)

 

Escrita por Mick Jagger e Keith Richards, foi gravada em junho e julho de 1970, em julho e agosto de 1971 e finalizada entre janeiro e março de 1972. Foi lançada no disco Exile on Main St.

É um gospel blues emocionado com uma pitada religiosa. Jagger havia visitado a Igreja do Reverendo James Cleveland e estava impressionado com a cantoria dos corais de lá.

Jagger fez os vocais principais e os backing vocals foram feitos por Tami Lynn, Dr. John, Clydie King, Venetta Fields, Shierley Goodman e Joe Greene. Keith Richards tocou guitarra usando um auto falante Leslie. Bill Wyman toca o baixo e Charlie Watts toca bateria. Nicky Hopkins toca piano e mellotron. Bobby Keys tocou sa tenor e Jim Price tocou trombone e trompete.

A letra;

Who's that woman on your arm?
All dressed up to do you harm
And I'm hip to what she'll do
Give her just about a month or two

Bit off more than I can chew
And I knew, yeah, I knew what it was leading to
Some things, well, I can't refuse
One of them, one of them the bedroom blues

She delivers right on time, I can't resist a corny line
But take the shine right off your shoes
Yeah, right off your shoes
Carryin', carryin' the bedroom blues

Oh, yeah, in the bar you're getting drunk
Oh, yeah, yeah, I ain't in love
I ain't in lust, oh, no, no, no
Find the switch and shut the light
Won't you shut it? Yeah
Let it all come down tonight

Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
Some face I'll never see no more, wrong
Let it all come down tonight
Keep those tears hid out of sight, yeah

Let it loose, yeah, let it loose, let it loose
Let it loose, let it all come down
Let it loose, let it loose, yeah, yeah

Let it loose, let it all come down
Let it loose, let it all come down
Let it loose, let it all come down

A versão dos Stones:

A versão do Magpie Salute:

A versão de Paul Bertolino:

1237 – Neil Young – Words (Between the lines of age) (1972)

 

Escrita por Neil Young, foi gravada entre janeiro e setembro de 1971 e lançada em 1 de fevereiro de 1972 no disco Harvest. É a última canção do disco e tem uma longa jam de guitarra com a banda. Tem a típica estrutura de Neil, com quatro acordes viajando em solos improvisados.

A canção tambem é famosa por alternar entre os tempos 4/4 e 11/8, para os interludes.

Foi gravada com Buttrey, Drummond, Keith e Nitzche no piano e lap steel. Stephen Stills a Grahan Nash fizeram backing vocals

A letra:

Someone and someone
Were down by the pond
Looking for something
To plant in the lawn
Out in the fields
They were turning the soil
I'm sitting here hoping
This water will boil
When I look through the windows
And out on the road
They're bringing me presents
And saying hello

Singing words, words
Between the lines of age
Words, words
Between the lines of age

If I was a junkman
Selling you cars
Washing your windows
And shining your stars
Thinking your mind
Was my own in a dream
What would you wonder
And how would it seem?
Living in castles
A bit at a time
The king started laughing
And talking in rhyme

Singing words, words
Between the lines of age
Words, words
Between the lines of age

A versão de Neil Young:

A versão de Pig Jam Eletric:

A versão de Dave Spiller:

1236 – Elvis Presley – Sylvia (1972)

Escrita por Geoff Stephens e Les Reed, foi gravada por Elvis em 8 de junho de 1970 e lançada no disco Elvis now, em 20 de fevereiro de 1972. Foi lançada também como compacto no Brasil, com Put your hand in the hand como Lado B.

Chegou ao número 1 no Brasil.

A letra:

These long lonely evenings
Here I am on the phone
Wondering if she will call
She said she would write me
'Cause she knows I'm alone
But I hear nothing at all

I'm waiting for a word of love from Sylvia.
You think she'd never heard of love my Sylvia,
But when I'm with her Lord, I forgive her
'Cause she's more than the whole world to me
There's nothing like a word of love from Sylvia
The only one I'm thinking of is Sylvia
Feeling so sad now, I'll be so glad now
If I just had my Sylvia with me

That old weepin' willow
Seems to whisper her name
Why did she go away
The tears on my pillow
They're not hard to explain
There's nothing else I can say

I'm waiting for a word of love from Sylvia.
You think she'd never heard of love my Sylvia,
But when I'm with her Lord, I forgive her
'Cause she's more than the whole world to me
There's nothing in the world like Sylvia
The only one I'm thinking of is Sylvia
Feeling so sad now, I'll be so glad now
If I just had my Sylvia with me.

A versão de Elvis:

A versão de Olivier Cantore:

A versão de Fabiano Sassui:

1235 – Van Morrison – Redwood tree (1972)

Escrita por Van Morrison, foi gravada em abril de 1972 e lançada em julho de 1972 no disco Saint Dominic's Preview e também como Lado A do compacto que tinha Saint Dominic's preview como Lado B.

A canção fala de nostalgua e memorias dele crescendo.

Van Morrison cantou e tocou guitarra ritmica Jules Broussard toxou sax tenor. Bill Church tocou baixo. Gary Mallaber tocou bateria. Doug Messenger tocou guitarra. Janet Planet, Ellen Schroer e Mark Spinger fizeram backing vocals. Tom Salisbury tocou piano e Jack Schroer tocou sax alto e baritono.

A letra

Boy and his dog
Went out looking for the rainbow
You know what did they learn
Since that very day

Walking by the river
And running like a blue streak
Through the fields of streams and meadows
Laughing all the way

Oh redwood tree
Please let us under
When we were young we used to go
Under the redwood tree

And it smells like rain
Maybe even thunder
Won't you keep us from all harm
Wonderful redwood tree

And a boy and his father
Went out, went out looking for the lost dog
You know what oh haven't they learned
Since they did that together
They did not bring him back
He already had departed
But look at everything they have learned
Since that, since that very day

Oh redwood tree
Please let us under
When we were young we used to go
Under the redwood tree

And it smells like rain
Maybe even thunder
Won't you keep us from all harm
Wonderful redwood tree

A versão de Van Morrison:

 

1234 – Paul Simon – Peace like a river (1972)

 

Escrita por Paul Simon, foi gravado entre janeiro e março de 1972 e lançada em 24 de janeiro de 1972 no disco Paul Simon.

Paul Simon cantou e tocou violão. Victor Montane tocou congas. Joe Osborn tocou baixo.

A letra:

Ah, peace like a river ran through the city
Long past the midnight curfew we sat starry-eyed
Ahoh, ahoh, we were satisfied
Ah, and I remember misinformation followed us
Like a plague
Nobody knew from time to time if the plans would change
Ahoh, ahoh, ahoh
If the plans would change
You can beat us with wires
You can beat us with chains
You can run out your rules
But you know you can't outrun the history train
I've seen a glorious day
Ahee-ee-ee-ee-eeee-ee
Ee-ee-ee-ee

Ah, four in the morning I woke up from out of my dream
Nowhere to go but back to sleep but I'm reconciled
Ahoh, ahoh, ahoh
I'm gonna be up for a while
Ahoh, ahoh, ahoh
I'm gonna be up for a while
Ahah, ahah, ahaah
I'm gonna be up for a while

A versão de Paul Simon:

A versão de Josh Turner:

A versão de Sam Brookes:

1233 – Elton John – Crocodile rock (1972)

 

Escrita por Elton John e Bernie Taupin, foi gravada em junho de 1972 na França e lançada em 27 de outubro de 1972 no compacto que tinha Elderberry Wine como Lado B. E foi lançada depois no disco Don't shoot me I'm only the piano player.

Foi o primeiro número 1 dele nos Estados Unidos. Foi o número 1 no Canadá.

John tocou um orgao Farfisa. A letra fala nostalgicamente do começo do rock and roll, de encontrar a namorada e da independencia da juventude daquele tempo. Davey Johnstone tocou as guitarras, Dee Murray tocou o baixo e Nidel Olsson tocou a bateria. Elton no entando fez todos os vocais, incluindo os backing vocals em falsetto.

A letra:

I remember when rock was young
Me and Suzie had so much fun
Holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy, a place of my own

But the biggest kick I ever got
Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were rocking round the clock
We were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock

Well, Crocodile rocking is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
Oh, lady, mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore her dresses tight
And the Crocodile rocking was out of sight

But the years went by and the rock just died
Suzie went and left me for some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the record machine
Dreaming of my Chevy and old blue jeans

But they'll never kill the thrills we've got
Burning up to the Crocodile Rock
Learning fast as the weeks went past
We really thought the Crocodile Rock would last

Well, Crocodile rocking is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess, I never will
Oh, lady, mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore her dresses tight
And the Crocodile rocking was out of sight

I remember when rock was young
Me and Suzie had so much fun
Holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy, a place of my own

But the biggest kick I ever got
Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were rocking round the clock
We were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock

Well, Crocodile rocking is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess, I never will
Oh, lady, mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore her dresses tight
And the Crocodile rocking was out of sight

Come on everybody

A versão de Elton John:

A versão de Larkin Poe:

A versão de Jack Seabaugh:

1232 – The Rolling Stones – Loving cup (1972)

Escrita por Mick Jagger e Keith Richards, foi lançada em 12 de maio de 1972 no disco Exile on Main St.

Mick Jagger cantou e fez backing vocals. Keith Richards fez backing vocals e tocou guitarra. Mick Taylor tocou a outra guitarra. Bill Wyman tocou baixo e Charlie Watts tocou bateria. Nicky Hopkins tocou piano. Bobby Keys tocou sax e trompete. Jim Price tocou trombone. Jimmy Miller tocou maracas.

A letra:

I'm the man on the mountain, come on up
I'm the plowman in the valley with a face full of mud
Yes, I'm fumbling and I know my car don't start
Yes, I'm stumbling and I know I play a bad guitar

Give me little drink
From your loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk yeah

I'm the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun
I'm the man that brings you roses when you ain't got none
Well I can run and jump and fish, but I won't fight
You if you want to push and pull with me all night

Give me little drink
From you loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk yeah

I feel so humble with you tonight
Just sitting in front of the fire
See your face dancing in the flame
Feel your mouth kissing me again
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz
Oh, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz

Yes, I am nitty gritty and my shirt's all torn
But I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn

Give me little drink
From your loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk

Give me little drink
Give me little drink
Give me little drink
Give me little drink
Give me little drink

Give me little drink (keep on lovin', keep on lovin')
Give me little drink
Give me little drink (let's slow it down baby)
Give me little drink
Give me little drink
Give me little drink

Give me little drink
Give me little drink
Give me little drink

A versão dos Stones:

A versão de Kyle Craft e Showboat Honey:

A versão de Leo Cotten:

1231 – Neil Young – The needle and the damage done (1972)

 

Escrita por Neil Young, foi gravada na UCLA, em 30 de janeiro de 1971, no Royce Hall e lançada em 1 de fevereiro de 1972 no disco Harvest.

A letra fala dos efeitos vício em heroina nos músicos que ele conhecia, incluindo seu amigo de Crazy Horse Danny Whitten, que morreu de overdose ainda em 1972.

Foi regravada pelo Duran Duran, Simple Minds, The Pretenders, Flea, Tori Amos, Andrea Corr, Eddie Vedder, Dave Matthews, Jewel e Gregg Allman, entre outros artistas.

A letra:

I caught you knockin'
at my cellar door
I love you, baby,
can I have some more
Ooh, ooh, the damage done.

I hit the city and
I lost my band
I watched the needle
take another man
Gone, gone, the damage done.

I sing the song
because I love the man
I know that some
of you don't understand
Milk-blood
to keep from running out.

I've seen the needle
and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie's
like a settin' sun.

A versão de Neil Young:

A versão de Jewel:

A versão de Mike Massé:

1230 – Elvis Presley – Burning love (1972)

 

Escrita por Dennis Linde, foi gravada por Elvis em 28 de março de 1972 e lançada em 1 de agosto de 1972 no compacto que tinha It's a matter of time como Lado B. Ela havia sido gravada antes por Arthur Alexander. Foi o maior hit de Elvis na America desde Suspicious minds, de 1969 e foi o último TOP 10 de Elvis nos charts pop americanos.

O riff e introdução foram tocados pelo próprio compositor, Dennis Linde. Elvis cantou. James Burton tocou guitarra. John Wilkinson tambem tocou guitarra. Emory Gordy Jr. Tocou baixo. Glen D. Hardin tocou piano. Ronnie Tutt tocou bateria. J.D. Summer e The Stamps fizeram os backing vocals. Jerry Carrigan tocou percussão e sino de vaca.

A letra:

Lord Almighty
Feel my temperature rising
Higher, higher
It's burning through to my soul

Girl, girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love

I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine

'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love

It's coming closer
The flames are now licking my body
Won't you help me
Feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord, have mercy
Burning the hole where I lay

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love

I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love

A versão de Elvis Presley:

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