Escrita
por Bobby Darin, foi lançada em setembro de 1968 no seu disco Bobby
Darin born Walden Robert Cassotto.
O
disco é conhecido como menos importante pros fãs casuais, mas o
mais importante para aqueles fãs que desejam conheceo o verdadeiro
amor de Bobby pela música e pela fidelidade artistica.
Change
é a primeira música do Lado B.
A
letra:
Whatever
you've done it's all over Wherever you've been is so strange
Yesterday's long gone forever Damned if what you're feelin'
isn't change.
Music that used to seem hollow Now seems to
fit in your range Today is the now and the never Damned if
what you're feelin' isn't change.
It's fun to wander along a
yesterday road trying so hard to retain All of the wondrous
and beautiful times that never can happen again.
So get
yourself up off your past, friend There's so much to rearrange
Tomorrow sits right next to never Damned if what your feelin'
isn't change.
Escrita
por Dan Penn e Spooner Oldham, foi lançada em fevereiro de 1968 em
um compacto que tinha The door you closed to me como Lado B. Chegou
ao número 2 dos charts pop americanos. Só perdeu o primeiro lugar
pra Honey, de Bob Goldsboro. Ganhou disco de ouro pois vendeu mais de
um ilhão de cópias nos Estados Unidos.
A
música tem uma cítara elétrica, tocada por Reggie Young. Oldham
tocou teclado, Alex Chilton fez os vocais. Chilton tinha apenas 17
anos. Tem também um coro formado por mulheres, sopro, cordas, baixo,
orgao, piano e bateria.
Foi
regravada por Cher, Lulu, Kim Carnes e Kiki Dee, entre outros.
A
letra:
When
I think about the good love you gave me I cry like a baby Living
without you is driving me crazy I cry like a baby Well, I know
now, that you're not a plaything Not a toy, or a puppet on a
string
As I look back on a love so sweet I
cry like a baby Oh, every road is a lonely street I cry like a
baby I know now that you're not a plaything Not a toy, or a
puppet on a string
Today we passed on the street, and you
just walked on by how my heart just fell to my feet and like a
fool I began to cry
Oh when I think about the good love you
gave me I cry like a baby Living without you is driving me
crazy I cry like a baby I know now, that you're not a
plaything I cry like a baby, cry like a baby
Every road is a lonely street I cry
like a baby, cry like a baby Living without you is driving me
crazy I cry like a baby, cry like a baby I cry, I cry, I cry
Escrita
pela dupla Lennon e McCartney, foi gravada em 18 de setembro de 1968
e lançada em 22 de novembro de 1968 no White Album. Abre o terceiro
lado do disco duplo. A dupla fez a música na hora e gravou logo em
seguida. George Martin não estava no estúdio e seu assistente
Chris Thomas foi o produtor. Paul cantou, tocou baixo e piano. John
fez backing vocals e tocou guitarra solo. George Harrison tocou
guitarra e pandeiro. Ringo tocou pandeiro e bateu palmas. Pattie
Harrison e Yoko Ono fizeram backing vocals. Mal Evans bateu palmas.
Foi regravada pelo próprio Paul McCartney e também por Paul Weller,
entre outros artistas.
You
say it's your birthday It's my birthday too, yeah They say it's
your birthday We're gonna have a good time I'm glad it's your
birthday Happy birthday to you
Yes
we're going to a party party Yes we're going to a party party Yes
we're going to a party party
I
would like you to dance, birthday Take a cha cha chance,
birthday I would like you to dance, birthday Dance
I
would like you to dance, birthday Take a cha cha chance,
birthday I would like you to dance, birthday Dance
You
say it's your birthday Well it's my birthday too, yeah You say
it's your birthday We're gonna have a good time I'm glad it's
your birthday Happy birthday to you
Foi gravada em 25 de setembro de 1968 e lançada em
novembro de 1968 no disco Astral Weeks.
Van Morrison cantou e tocou violão. Jay Berliner tocou
violão clássico. Ricgard Davis tocou baixo. John Payne tocou
flauta. Warren Smith Jr. Tocou percussão e vibrafone.
A
letra:
If I
ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your
dream Where immobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the back
roads stop Could you find me? Would you kiss-a my eyes? To
lay me down In silence easy To be born again, to be born again
From
the far side of the ocean If I put the wheels in motion And I
stand with my arms behind me And I'm pushin' on the door Could
you find me? Would you kiss-a my eyes? To lay me down In
silence easy To be born again, to be born again
There
you go, standin' with the look of avarice Talkin' to Huddie
Ledbetter Showin' pictures on the wall, whisperin' in the hall And
pointin' a finger at me, there you go, there you go Standin' in
the sun darlin' With your arms behind you And your eyes before,
there you go Takin' good care of your boy Seein' that he's got
clean clothes Puttin' on his little red shoes I see you know
he's got clean clothes A-puttin' on his little red
shoes A-pointin' a finger at me and here I am Standing in your
sad arrest Trying to do my very best Lookin' straight at
you Comin' through, darlin' Yeah, yeah, yeah
If
I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your
dreams Where immobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the
back roads stop Could you find me would you kiss-a my eyes Lay
me down in silence easy To be born again, to be born again To
be born again, In another world In another world, in another
time Got a home on high Ain't nothing but a stranger in this
world I'm nothing but a stranger in this world I got a home on
high, in another land So far away, so far away Way up in the
heaven, way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven, way up in the
heaven In another time, in another place In another time, in
another place Way up in the heaven, way up in the heaven We are
goin' up to heaven, we are goin' to heaven In another time, in
another place In another time, in another place In another face
Escrita
por Eric Bordon, foi lançada em novembro de 1968 em um compacto que
tinha Anything como Lado B. Foi a canção que abriu o disco
psicodélico deles Every One of us. Chegou ao número 67 nos charts
pop americanos. E número 46 no Canadá.
Foi
regravada pelo próprio Eric Burdon em 1995.
A
letra:
White
houses in neat little rows Contrasting against the sky Tumbled
down black shacks over the tracks Children so hungry they could
cry The chrome, the steel, the metal dream Leaving the teepee
to rot The escapist young mind, left behind Saving dimes for
community pot
You better get straight Better, better get straight I feel
you better get straight right now Better get straight babe
They're crying out for love All the time But they fail to
see the neighbors eyes The TV is on, 6 o clock news And
channels in full colored lies The company meets, the president
speaks He's young but his bones creak Young girl dresses for
the highschool dance And the guy next door is dying for a beat
Get straight You better, yes you better get straight babe Did
you hear what I said? I said to you, that you, you better get
straight
They put a bible in a drawer Of the motel room And it's
crying out to be read But it stays right there, collecting dust No
one understands what's being said Lovers make love in country
boxes What will tomorrow bring? They've been told that it's
wrong But they don't give a damn Soon another life it will
bring
You better get straight babe Yeah, you better get straight baby
Escrita
por John Lennon mas creditada à dupla Lennon/McCartney, foi gravada
em 28 de junho de 1968 e lançada em 22 de novembro de 1968. Foi dada
pra Ringo cantar. Somente ele aparece na gravação. O resto foi uma
orquestra contratada.
John
compôs a canção como uma canção de ninar pra seu filho de cinco
anos Julian.
Foi
regravada pelos Carpenters, Linda Ronstadt, Barbra Streisend,
Coldplay, entre outros.
A letra:
Now it's time to say good night Good
night sleep tight Now the sun turns out his light Good night
sleep tight Dream sweet dreams for me Dream sweet dreams for
you.
Close your eyes and I'll close
mine Good night sleep tight Now the moon begins to shine Good
night sleep tight Dream sweet dreams for me Dream sweet dreams
for you.
Close your eyes and I'll close
mine Good night sleep tight Now the sun turns out his
light Good night sleep tight Dream sweet dreams for me Dream
sweet dreams for you.
Good night good night
everybody Evberybody everywhere Good night.
Escrita
por Grace Slick, foi gravada entre fevereiro e junho de 1968 e
lançada em setembro de 1968 no disco Crown of Creation.
A
canção fala de alguém que atende por Lather, que tem 30 anos e que
ri do fato das pessoas terem uma expectativa sobre seu comportamento.
Foi escrita pra o baterista do Jefferson Airplane Spencer Dryden,
quando ele completou 30 anos.
Ela
tava tirando onda com ele, amante dela na época, pois foi o primeiro
da banda a atingir essa idade.
A
letra:
Lather
was thirty years old today, They took away all of his toys. His
mother sent newspaper clippings to him, About his old friends
who'd stopped being boys. There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned
thirty-three, His leather chair waits at the bank. And Seargent
Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old, Commanding his very own
tank. But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do, To lie
about nude in the sand, Drawing pictures of mountains that look
like bumps, And thrashing the air with his hands.
But wait,
oh Lather's productive you know, He produces the finest of
sound, Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose, Snorting
the best licks in town, But that's all over...
Lather was
thirty years old today, And Lather came foam from his tongue. He
looked at me eyes wide and plainly said, Is it true that I'm no
longer young? And the children call him famous, what the old
men call insane, And sometimes he's so nameless, That he hardly
knows which game to play... Which words to say... And I should
have told him, "No, you're not old." And I should have
let him go on...smiling...babywide.
Escrita
por Rod Evans e Jon Lord, foi gravada em 13 de maio de 1968 e lançada
em julho de 1968 no disco de estréia do Deep Purple chamado Shades
of Deep Purple. Foi a última música a ser gravada no disco.
A
letra:
Changes,
visible changes Sky looking so forlorn It looks like the
world's been born On one more rainy day
Trying to see the sunlight My
heart's crying out loud I try to see through the clouds On one
more rainy day
One more rainy day Once again my
mind is gray This is what a rainy day can do One more rainy
day One more rainy day
Sun starts shining on through New
day a day with you It's strange what sun can do On one more
rainy day
One more rainy day Once again my
mind is gray This is what a rainy day can do One more rainy
day One more rainy day
Escrita
por John Lennon mas creditada à dupla Lennon/McCartney, foi gravada
em 11 de setembro de 1968 e lançada em 22 de novembro de 1968 no
Album Branco. É a primeira faixa a ter Ringo na bateria, pois as
duas primeiras, Back in the USSR e Dear Prudence, Paul tocou bateria,
devido à Ringo ter saído da banda temporariamente por desavenças.
A
letra fala de muitas músicas dos Beatles, incluindo There's a place,
Strawberry Fields forever, I am the walrus, Lady Madonna, The Fool on
the hill e fixing a hole. John fala que o Walrus era Paul, querendo
ser amigo, pois o relacionamento deles estava bem abalado na época.
John
cantou e tocou violão. Paul tocou baixo, piano e backing vocals.
George Harrison tocou guitarra saolo e Ringo tocou bateria e
pandeiro. Teve tambem violinos, viola e cello por músicos
contratados.
A
letra:
I
told you about strawberry fields You know the place where nothing
is real Well here's another place you can go Where everything
flows.
Looking through the bent-backed
tulips To see how the other half live Looking through a glass
onion.
I told you about the walrus and me,
man You know we're as close as can be, man Well here's another
clue for you all The walrus was Paul.
Standing on the cast iron shore,
yeah Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet, yeah
Looking through the glass onion
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Looking
through the glass onion.
I told you about the fool on the hill I
tell you man he's living there still Well here's another place you
can be Listen to me.
Fixing a hole in the ocean Trying to
make a dove-tail joint, yeah Looking through a glass onion.
Escrita
por Otis Redding e Steve Cropper, foi gravada em novembro e dezembro
de 1967 e lançada em 8 de janeiro de 1968, em um compacto que tinha
Sweet Lorene como Lado B. Pouco tempo depois de gravar, Otis morreu
num acidente de avião e nunca viu sua música lançada. Ela se
tornou o primeiro compacto póstumo a chegar ao número 1 dos charts
pop americanos. Chegou também ao número 3 no Reino Unido.
Ele
morreu no dia 10 de dezembro. Seu avião caiu no Lake Morona, em
Wisconsin.
Redding
começou a escrever a letra em agosto de 1967, sentado numa varanda
em Sausalito, California. Ele terminou a canção com Cropper,
guitarrista do Booker T and The Mgs. A canção tem um assobio e
barulho de ondas batendo na orla.
Otis
cantou, Sam Taylor assobiou. Ronnie Caldwell tocou teclado. Steve
Cropper guitarra. Donald Dunn baixo. Al Jackson Jr. bateria. Andrew
Love sax tenor e Wayne Jackson trompete e trombone. Chegou também ao
número 7 no Canadá, número 3 na Nova Zelandia. Ganhou dois
Grammies.
Foi
regravada por Michael Bolton, Glen Campbell, Peggy Lee, Bob Dylan,
Don Partridge, Percy Sledge, Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson, Pearl
Jam, Justin Timberlake, Sergio Mendes, entre outros.
Foi
a sexta canção mais tocada do século 20, com 6 milhões de
performances. É o número 28 das 500 maiores canções de todos os
tempos da Rolling Stone Magazine.
A
letra:
Sittin'
in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Watchin'
the ships roll in Then I watch 'em roll away again
I'm sittin' on the dock of the
bay Watchin' the tide, roll away I'm sittin' on the dock of the
bay Wastin' time
I left my home in Georgia And I
headed for the Frisco Bay 'Cause I've got nothin' to live
for Looks like nothin's gonna come my way, so
I'm just come sittin' on the dock of
the bay Watchin' the tide roll away I'm sittin' on the dock of
the bay, wastin' time
Looks like nothin's gonna
change Everything seems to stay the same I can't do what ten
people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same
I'm sittin' here restin' my bones And
this loneliness won't leave me alone This two thousand miles I
roamed Just to make this dock my home Now I'm just sittin' on
the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide roll away Sittin'
on the dock of the bay I'm wastin' time
Escrita
por Donovan, foi gravada em setembro de 1968 e lançada em outubro do
mesmo ano em um compacto que tinha Aye my love como Lado B. Chegou ao
número 33 dos charts pop americanos e número 22 na França.
Foi
escrita inspirada na atria Lotte Lenya, em uma personagem que ela fez
no filme The Threepenny Opera.
Harold
McNair tocou flauta, Bobby Orr tocou bateria, Danny Thompson tocou
baixo e a Royal Phillarmonic tocou a orquestra.
Foi
regravada pelo Deep Purple e Trini Lopez, entre outros artistas.
A
letra:
When
the sun goes to bed That's the time you raise your head That's
your lot in life, Lalena Can't blame ya Lalena
Arty-tart, la-de-da Can your part
get much sadder? That's your lot in life, Lalena Can't blame
ya Lalena
Run your hand through your hair Paint
your face with despair That's your lot in life, Lalena Can't
blame ya Lalena
When the sun goes to bed That's the
time you raise your head That's your lot in life, Lalena I
can't blame ya Lalena
Arty-tart, oh so la-de-da Can your
part ever get, ever get much sadder? That's your lot in life,
Lalena I can't blame ya No, no, no, Lalena Oh, Lalena
Escrita
por John Lennon mas creditada à dupla Lennon/McCartney, foi gravada
entre 23 a 26 de setembro de 1968, e lançada em 22 de novembro de
1968 no Album Branco.
O
título veio de uma revista de armas, que dizia na capa: “A
felicidade é uma arma quente”. John pensou que aquilo era uma
coisa muito doida, pois uma arma quente quer dizer que você atirou
em alguma coisa.
Paul
McCartney e George Harrison disseram que Hapiness is a wamr gun é a
canção favorita deles dois no Album Branco. Apesar das desavenças
entre eles na época, todos trabalharam juntos no ritmo desafiador e
na métrica da cancão. Começaram 7 da noite do dia 23 de setembro e
terminou as 5 da manhã do dia 26 de setembro. George Martin tava de
ferias e pediu a Chris Thomas pra produzir no seu lugar.
John
cantou, tocou guitarra elétrica e fez backing vocal. Paul tocou
baixo e faz backing vocal. George Harrison tocou guitarra solo e fez
backing vocal. Ringo tocou bateria e pandeiro.
Foi
regravada por Tori Amos, U2, entre outros.
A
letra:
She's
not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do, oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of
the velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane.
The man in the crowd with the
multi-colored mirrors on his hobnail boots.
Lying with his eyes while his hands are
busy working overtime.
A soap impression of his wife which he
ate and donated to the National Trust.
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down Down
to the bits that I left uptown I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun Mother
Superior jump the gun Mother Superior jump the gun Mother
Superior jump the gun
Happiness is a warm gun (bang bang
shoot shoot) Happiness is a warm gun, mama (bang bang shoot
shoot) When I hold you in my arms (oh, yeah) And I feel my
finger on your trigger (oh, yeah) I know nobody can do me no harm
(oh, yeah) Because, (happiness) is a warm gun, mama (bang bang
shoot shoot) Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is (bang bang shoot
shoot)
Happiness is a warm, yes it is,
gun Happiness (bang bang shoot shoot)
Well don't you know that happiness
(happiness) is a warm gun, (is a warm gun, yeah).
Escrita
por John Phillips, foi lançada em 1968 pelos The Mamas and The
Papas, em um compacto que tinha Too late como Lado B.
Este
é um exemplo bonito de como os Mamas and Papas conseguiam misturar
suas vozes em harmonia. Chegou ao número 53 nos charts pop
americanos.
A
letra:
Safe
in my garden An ancient flower blooms And the scent from its
nature Slowly squares my room And its perfume being such That
it's causing me to swoon
Could it be we were hot wired Late
one night, we're very tired They stole our minds And thought
we'd never know it With a bottle in each hand Too late to try
to understand We don't care where it lands, we just throw it
Somebody take us away Somebody take
us away
Safe in my garden An ancient flower
blooms And the scent from its nature Slowly squares my room And
it's perfume being such That it's causing me to swoon
When you go out in the street So
many hassles with the heat No one there can fill your desire Cops
out with the megaphones Telling people stay inside their home Man,
can't they see the world's on fire
Somebody take us away, take us away
Safe in our garden An ancient flower
blooms And the scent from its nature Slowly squares my room
Escrita
por Jim Morrison, foi gravada em fevereiro e maio de 1968 e lançada
em junho do mesmo ano, num compacto que tinha Love Street como Lado
B. Chegou ao número 1 nos Estados Unidos, vendendo mais de um milhão
de cópias apenas nos Estados Unidos. Chegou também ao número 1 no
Canadá. Foi o primeiro bihg hit da banda no Reino Unido, chegando ao
décimo quinto lugar.
Jom
Morrison escreveu-a em 1965. Ele estava bebendo muito em 1968 e era
impossível trazê-lo pra gravar ou compor. Então foram procurar
antigos poemas dele.
Jim
Morrison cantou, Ray Manzarek tocou guitarra Gibson G101, orgao e fez
backing vocals. Robby Krieger tocou guitarra elétrica, John Densmore
tocou bateria e Douglass Lubahn tocou baixo.
Foi
regravada pelo The Cure, Eurythmics, Simple Minds, Neil Young, entre
outros.
A
letra:
Hello,
I love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game Hello, I love you Won't you tell
me your name? Hello, I love you Let me jump in your game
She's walking down the street Blind to every eye she
meets Do you think you'll be the guy To make the queen of the
angels sigh?
Hello, I love you Won't you tell me your
name? Hello, I love you Let me jump in your game Hello, I
love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you Let
me jump in your game
She holds her head so high Like a
statue in the sky Her arms are wicked, and her legs are long
When she moves my brain screams out this song
Sidewalk
crouches at her feet Like a dog that begs for something sweet Do
you hope to make her see, you fool? Do you hope to pluck this
dusky jewel?
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello
I want you Hello I need my baby Hello, Hello, Hello,
Hello
Escrita
por John Lennon mas creditada à dupla Lennon/McCartney, foi gravada
em 16 de julho de 1968 e lançada no dia 22 de novembro no Album
Branco. John a compôs no final de 1967. George Harrison usou uma
Gibson Les Paul de Eric Clapton, que depois de algum tempo, ficou pra
ele pra sempre.
John
cantou, fez backing vocal, tocou violão, piano e orgão. Paul tocou
baixo. George Harrison guitara solo. Ringo tocou bateria e pandeiro.
George Martin tocou Harmonium.
A
letra:
Cry
baby cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough to know better.
The King of Marigold was in the
kitchen Cooking breakfast for the Queen The Queen was in the
parlor Playing piano for the children of the King.
Cry baby cry Make your mother
sigh She's old enough to know better. So cry baby cry.
The King was in the garden Picking
flowers for a friend who came to play The Queen was in the
playroom Painting pictures for the children's holiday.
Cry baby cry Make your mother
sigh She's old enough to know better. So cry baby cry.
The Dutchess of Kircaldy always
smiling And arriving late for tea The Duke was having
problems With a message at the local Bird and Bee.
Cry baby cry Make your mother
sigh She's old enough to know better. So cry baby cry.
At twelve o'clock a meeting round the
table For a seance in the dark With voices out of nowhere Put
on specially by the children for a lark.
Cry baby cry Make your mother
sigh She's old enough to know better. So cry baby cry cry cry
cry baby Make your mother sigh.
She's old enough to know better Cry
baby cry Cry cry cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough
to know better. So cry baby cry.