I think this tune is fantastic.

The live version is better (in my humble opinion) but I just love the way it builds.

James | Laid

Live Version

The energy of the live performance just drags you in.

Lyrics:

This bed is on fire
With passion and love
The neighbours complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she’s on top

My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you’re like a disease without any cure
She said I’m so obsessed that I’m becoming a bore, oh no
Ah, you think you’re so pretty

Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the drawer
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in womens clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Dye my eyes and call me pretty

Moved out of the house, so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You’re driving me crazy, when are you coming home

Note: Alternative Lyrics

The lyrics differ in each of these two videos.
In the studio music video:
The 2nd line is: With passionate love

The 10th line is: Slammed your fingers in the door

There is another ‘family friendly’ version of the song with the line – She only sings when she’s on top

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Lyrics: The Animals – House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I’m one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin’ man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he’s satisfied
Is when he’s on a drunk

Oh, mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun

Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I’m goin’ back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I’m one

Bob Marley – No Woman No Cry

Said said
Said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Oba, ob-serving the hypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have had, oh good friends we’ve lost along the way
In this bright future you can’t forget your past
So dry your tears I say

No woman, no cry
No woman, no cry
Oh my Little sister, don’t she’d no tears
No woman, no cry

Said, said, said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire light
Log wood burnin’ through the night
Then we would cook corn meal porridge
Of which I’ll share with you

My feet is my only carriage
So I’ve got to push on through
But while I’m gone…

Everything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright
Ev’rything’s gonna be alright

No woman, no cry
No, no woman, no woman, no cry
Oh, little sister, don’t she’d no tears
No woman, no cry

No woman, no woman, no woman, no cry
No woman, no cry
Oh, my little darlyn no she’d no tears
No woman, no cry, yeah
any sister no she’d no tears, no women no cry

No woman no cry, no woman no cry
No woman no cry, no woman no cry

Say, say, said I remember when we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown
Obba, obba, serving the hypocrites
As the would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we’ve lost
Along the way
In this great future,
You can’t forget your past
So dry your tears, I say

No woman no cry, no woman no cry
Little darling, don’t she’d no tears, no woman no cry
Say, say, said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire light
As it was, love would burn on through the night
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I’ll share with you
My fear is my only courage
So I’ve got to push on thru
Oh, while I’m gone

Everything ‘s gonna be alright, everything ‘s gonna be alright
Everything ‘s gonna be alright, everything ‘s gonna be alright
Everything ‘s gonna be alright, everything ‘s gonna be alright
Everything ‘s gonna be alright, everything ‘s gonna be alright
So woman no cry, no, no woman no cry
Oh, my little sister
Don’t she’d no tears
No woman no cry
I remember when we use to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire lights
As it was, log would burnin’ through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I’ll share with you
My fear is my only courage
So I’ve got to push on thru
Oh, while I’m gone
No woman no cry, no, no woman no cry
Oh, my little darlin’
Don’t she’d no tears
No woman no cry, No woman no cry

Oh my Little darlin’, don’t she’d no tears
No woman no cry
Little sister, don’t she’d no tears
No woman no cry

I love way this amazing piece of music builds to a crescendo. Every single player is caught up in the moment and the audience are loving it! A wonderful live performance from The Boss!

This one from Macy Gray is definitely a feel good tune to listen to when you need a little lift during the day.

If you have even the slightest shred of emotion within you, you can’t fail to be moved by this song from Eva Cassidy.

The correct and accurate lyrics…

Early Morning Rain

In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand
And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand
I’m a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so
In the early morning rain with no place to go

Out on runway number nine, big seven-o-seven set to go
But I’m stuck here on the ground where the cold winds blow
You can’t jump a jet plane like you can a freight train
So I’d best be on my way in the early morning rain

Hear her mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high
She’s away and westward bound, far above my home she’ll fly
Where the morning rain don’t fall and the sun always shines
She’ll be flying past my home in about three hours time

In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand
And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand
I’m a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so
In the early morning rain with no place to go
In the early morning rain with no place to go

I hated this song when I was a boy but now, but now that I’ve seen the twists and turns of life… I absolutely LOVE it.

This seems appropriate today, what with it being the 31st day of October and all.

My eldest daughter (5) is transfixed watching the wolves sing and insists that I play it over an over again!

To be honest I’m a bit bored with it after watching it 80 times, but if you haven’t seen it for a while it might be a refreshing interlude.