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Tom Jones
Tom Jones


Background information
Birth name Thomas John Woodward
Born June 7, 1940
Born place Trefforest, Pontypridd, Wales, UK
Genre(s) Pop
Blues
Blue-eyed soul
Years active 1963—present
Label(s) Epic Records
S-Curve Records
Columbia Records
V2 Records
Mercury Records
Interscope Records
Jive Records
Gut Records
ZTT Records
Website Website



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Tom Jones Album



1965
1.
I've Got A Heart
2.
It Takes A Worried Man
3.
Skye Boat Song
4.
5.
6.
7.
I Need Your Loving
8.
9.
10.
11.
If You Need Me
12.
Some Other Guy
13.
Endlessly
14.
15.
16.
When The World Was Beautiful
. . .

I've Got A Heart

[No lyrics]

. . .

It Takes A Worried Man

[No lyrics]

. . .

Skye Boat Song

[No lyrics]

. . .


Once upon a time there was an Eden,
woah
Once upon a time Adam and Eve,
A - fell in love
Um - they fell in love
Like you and I
Like you and I

Once upon a time there was Delilah,
um
Once upon a time the devil and she
A - tempted man
Oh yes a tempted man.
A- just like you
Are tempting me

Once upon a time
I knew just what to do
But that was long before
I met you, yes,
Once upon a time
I knew just what to do
But now I've fallen in love
Oh yes, I've fallen in love with you.

. . .


MEMPHIS TENNESSEE

Long distance information, give me Memphis Tennessee
Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me
She could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call
'Cause my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall

Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie
She's the only one who'd phone me here from Memphis Tennessee
Her home is on the south side, high up on a ridge
Just a half a mile from the Mississippi Bridge

Help me, information, more than that I cannot add
Only that I miss her and all the fun we had
But we were pulled apart because her mom did not agree
And tore apart our happy home in Memphis Tennessee

Last time I saw Marie she's waving me good-bye
With hurry home drops on her cheek that trickled from her eye
Marie is only six years old, information please
Try to put me through to her in Memphis Tennessee

. . .


While you're running around bawlin
Or playin at clubs evry night
You oughta be home with the one who loves you
You know the gal who treats you right

Tell me boys
I want you to tell me
Yes yes yes

Whatcha gonna do when your baby leaves you
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do when your baby leaves you
Whatcha gonna do
When she says her last goodbye
I bet you wanna sit right down and cry
Whatcha gonna do
When your baby leaves
Whatcha gonna do

You come home early in the morning
You think everybody is asleep
She's been sitting there with her eyes wide open
And tears are running down her cheeks

Now tell me boys
I want you to tell me
Yes yes yes
Alright

You know my mother she done told me
Late on one Saturday night
She said you oughta be home with the one who loves you
You know the gal who treats you right

Now she said now listen son
You know I'm your mother
You know I wouldn't tell you nothin wrong
But I want you
Yes I want you to tell me
Ooh

Whatcha gonna do when your baby leaves you
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do when your baby leaves you
Whatcha gonna do
Now when she says her last goodbye
You better get right down on your knees and cry
Whatcha gonna do when your baby leaves you
Tell me watcha gonna do

Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do

. . .

I Need Your Loving

[No lyrics]

. . .


It's not unusual to be loved by anyone
It's not unusual to have fun with anyone
but when I see you hanging about with anyone
It's not unusual to see me cry,
oh I wanna' die
It's not unusual to go out at any time
but when I see you out and about it's such a crime
if you should ever want to be loved by anyone,
It's not unusual it happens every day no matter what you say
you find it happens all the time
love will never do what you want it to
why can't this crazy love be mine
It's not unusual, to be mad with anyone
It's not unusual, to be sad with anyone
but if I ever find that you've changed at anytime
it's not unusual to find out that I'm in love with you
whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh

. . .


The falling leaves.... pass by my window
The autumn leaves...of red and gold
I see your lips...your summer kisses
The sunburned hands...I used to know
Ummm...since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
Ooooh, but I'll miss you most of all
My darling.... when autumn leaves...
start to fall
Ooooh...... I said I miss you most of all
My darling....when autumn leaves
start to fall............

. . .


My love said to me,
"A hero you'll be,
If you bring me the rose of love."
So, today I must go where the wide riv-ers flow
Down from the hills above.
From beginning to end,
Who will guide me, my friend,
For the difficult task that she chose
Will the sun and the rain,
From whose bosom I came,
Show me the way to The Rose
For my true love I yearn,
But I'll never, ever return,
Till I find where that red lady grows.
When i find her, I'll sing,
And the mission bells will ring
the news that I've captured The Rose.

. . .

If You Need Me

[No lyrics]

. . .

Some Other Guy

[No lyrics]

. . .

Endlessly

[No lyrics]

. . .


Someday, some way, you'll realize that you've been blind
Yes, darling, you're going to need me again
It's just a matter of time

Go on, go on, until you reach the end of the line
But I know you'll pass my way again
It's just a matter of time

After I gave you everything I had You laughed and called me a clown
Remember, in your search for fortune and fame
What goes up must come down

I know, I know that one day you'll wake up and find
That my love was a true love
It's just a matter of time

. . .


There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run And all the stars are gleaming
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreamin'
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

. . .

When The World Was Beautiful

[No lyrics]

. . .


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