I’m hoping to see a wide variety of songs for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday, hosted by Jim Adams. He had prompted us with ‘Days of the Week”. Some obvious ones jump straight into your head although we try to avoid them so we don’t all end up sharing the same song!
My first choice this week was “Another Saturday Night”. I was tempted to go with the Cat Stevens version but once I listened again to Sam Cooke’s smooth voice it was no contest.
I also went with a second song that I came across by Simon & Garfunkel. “Wednesday Morning 3 AM” from the album of the same name. I had not heard it before but it was too pretty not to share.
The album’s title, Ain’t That Good News, is an allusion to his previous gospel choir roots, as the Biblical gospel is often referred to as “good news” in witnessing and ministering.
Lyrics Another Saturday night And I ain't got nobody I got some money 'cause I just got paid Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to I'm in an awful way Let me tell you 'bout it, lookie here I got in town a month ago I seen a lotta girls since then If I could meet 'em I could get 'em But as yet I haven't met 'em That's why I'm in the shape I'm in Here, another Saturday night And I ain't got nobody I got some money 'cause I just got paid Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to I'm in an awful way Now, another fella told me He had a sister who looked just fine Instead of being my deliverance She had a strange resemblance To a cat named Frankenstein Here, another Saturday night And I ain't got nobody I got some money 'cause I just got paid Now, how I wish I had some chick to talk to I'm in an awful way, yeah Man, another Saturday night, ain't got nobody If I'd've been back home now, I'd've been swinging Two chicks on my arm Lord, sad weekend Let me tell you now, huh It's hard on a fella When he don't know his way around If I don't find me a honey To help me spend my money I'm gonna have to blow this town Here, another Saturday night And I ain't got nobody I got some money 'cause I just got paid Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to I'm in an awful Here it is, another Saturday night And I ain't got nobody I got some money 'cause I just got paid Now, how I wish I had some chick to talk to I'm in an awful One more time, another Saturday night And I ain't got nobody I got some money 'cause I just got paid Now I wish I had some chick to talk to I'm in an awful Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Sam Cooke Another Saturday Night lyrics © Abkco Music, Inc
Wednesday Morning, 3 AM arrived as Simon and Garfunkel were still finding their inner voice, if not their actual ones.
Their debut album, released on Oct. 19, 1964, is perhaps best known for including the original, acoustic version of “The Sound of Silence” – and then for nearly ending what turned out to be a hall-of-fame partnership.
Completed in early 1964, the pretty, if largely unsubstantial Wednesday Morning, 3 AM, found Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel sticking close to an acoustic-focused sound that, by the time the album was issued in 1964, had been rendered utterly passe by the arrival of the Beatles. Columbia Records, completely misunderstanding the rising zeitgeist, actually subtitled the project “Exciting New Sounds in the Folk Tradition.” Not exactly. So thunderous was their opening flop that Simon and Garfunkel effectively split up. It would be another year before the album’s enterprising producer, Tom Wilson, decided – in a stroke of career-saving genius – to add electric guitars and drums to the existing version of “The Sound of Silence,” hurtling Simon and Garfunkel up the charts during an era in which artists like Bob Dylan reshaped rock ‘n’ roll after also abandoning folk music.
Dylan’s acoustic songs, in fact, had a noticeable influence on Wednesday Morning, 3 AM. Simon and Garfunkel offered a tame version of “Times They Are a-Changing,” and also included “Peggy-O,” which Dylan regularly covered during his early days. Moreover, Simon’s “He Was My Brother” owes no small debt to the his influence. But Dylan had moved on, and Simon and Garfunkel needed to as well. Instead, Wednesday Morning, 3 AM veered into too-precious reductions of Everly Brothers-style harmonizing, without the fully formed literary weight that marked their later successes. And their choice of source material didn’t help. An album-opening take on the gospel-folk song “You Can Tell the World” is more energetic than it is emotionally resonant. “Go Tell It on the Mountain” was just as ubiquitous at this point, at the tail-end of the folk-revival era, as it was uninteresting.
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