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The Manhattan Transfer – Birdland Lyrics Genius Lyrics
"Birdland" is a jazz/pop song written by Joe Zawinul of the band Weather Report as a tribute to the Birdland nightclub in New York City, which appeared on the band's 1977 album Heavy Weather. The Manhattan Transfer won a Grammy Award with their 1979 version of the song, which had lyrics by Jon Hendricks. Quincy Jones won two Grammy Awards for the version of the piece he included on his 1989 album Back on the Block. The leading Cuban band Los Van Van included a… WebThere may never be nothin' such as that No Mo' - No Mo' Down in Birdland, that's where it was at I know - I know Back in them days bop was ridin' high Hello! 'n goodbye! How well … how many people can move one eyebrow
Birdland lyrics by Patti Smith - original song full text. Official ...
WebIf you should say fare thee well and goodbye. Oh, lullaby of birdland whisper low. Kiss me sweet, then we'll go. Flyin' high in birdland, high in the sky up above. All because we're in love. Tell me about that man. He's a weepy old willow. And he really knows how to cry. That's how I'd cry in my pillow. WebTools " Lullaby of Birdland " is a jazz standard and popular song composed by George Shearing with lyrics by George David Weiss (under the pseudonym "B. Y. Forster"). [2] [3] [4] Background [ edit] George Shearing wrote "Lullaby of Birdland" in 1952 for Morris Levy, the owner of the New York jazz club Birdland. WebTake me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship, Let the ship slide open and I'll go inside of it Where you're not human, you are not human." But nobody heard the boy's cry of alarm. Nobody there 'cept for the birds around the new england farm And they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered how many people cannot eat food