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Category: Music
Rain or Shine Revisited
Feel the 80’s vibes! Here’s a song using our latest idiom of the week – the lyrics are both in the video and below:
Rain or Shine
by Five Star
You’re my knight in shining armour
Chase the devil and the dragons away
From manana to manana
Do I am love you, yes I do do
Storm or sun
You’re the only one and this is how I feel
Rain or shine, you’ll always be
One in a million, my fantasy come true
Rain or shine, it’s you and me
Cut me a heart on a tree and say, it’s for ever not a year and a day
Robin Hood and Major Tom
All the super heroes rolled into one
Kiss away my sad and lonelies
Do I am love you, yes I do do
Silk and steel
That’s the way you feel, and how I love you now
Rain or shine, you’ll always be
One in a million, my fantasy come true
Rain or shine, it’s you and me
Cut me a heart on a tree and say, it’s for ever, not a year and a day
How I love you still
How I love you now
How I love you now
Rain or shine, you’ll always be
One in a million, my fantasy come true
Rain or shine, it’s you and me
Cut me a heart on a tree and say from me to you
Rain
Shine
Rain
Shine
Rain or shine, you’ll always be
One in a million, my fantasy come true
Rain or shine, it’s you and me
Rain or shine
Fantasy comes true
Rain or shine
Rain or shine
Fantasy comes true
Summertime Blues
Here’s a classic old song for you about summertime with some good examples of informal English in it. Here is a key to some of these words along with the song’s lyrics:
raise a fuss, raise a holler = cause trouble, yell loudly, make noise
gonna = going to
“No dice” = “No chance,” “It’s useless”
ain’t = isn’t, aren’t
gotta = got to, have to, must
’cause = because
“You didn’t work a lick” = “You didn’t do any work”
“Summertime Blues”
by Eddie Cochran
Well I’m a gonna raise a fuss, I’m gonna raise a holler
About working all summer just to try and earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby to try to get a date
My boss says, “No dice, son, you gotta work late.”
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do
But there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Well, my mom and papa told me, “Son, you gotta make some money
If you want to use the car to go riding next Sunday”
Well, I didn’t go to work, told the boss I was sick
“Now you can’t use the car ’cause you didn’t work a lick”
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
I’m gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fun vacation
I’m gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Well, I called my Congressman and he said quote
“I’d like to help you son, but you’re too young to vote”
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do
But there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
April Showers Bring May Flowers
There’s a saying in English “April showers bring May flowers,” which means that although you might not like all the rain we get in April, it will help all the beautiful flowers grow in May. Which is kind of another way to say that sometimes you first have to experience something unpleasant in order to to experience joy later on. Here’s an old song using this phrase along with the lyrics – enjoy!
“April Showers”
Written by Louis Silvers and B. G. De Sylva
Performed by Judy Garland
When April showers may come your way
They bring the flowers that bloom in May
So when it’s raining, have no regrets
Because it isn’t raining rain, you know, it’s raining violets
And when you see clouds upon the hill
You’ll know they’ll bring crowds of daffodils
So just keep looking for a blue bird and listening for his song
Whenever April showers come along
And when you see clouds upon the hill
You’ll know they’ll bring crowds of daffodils
So just keep looking for a blue bird and listening for his song
Whenever April showers come along
Summer’s Almost Gone Revisited
Here’s a little song to help you mark the end of summer, along with the lyrics…
Summer’s Almost Gone
By The Doors
Summer’s almost gone
Summer’s almost gone
Almost gone
Yeah, it’s almost gone
Where will we be
When the summer’s gone?
Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burn gold into our hair
At night we swim the laughing sea
When summer’s gone
Where will we be?
Where will we be?
Where will we be?
Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burn gold into our hair
At night we swim the laughing sea
When summer’s gone
Where will we be?
Summer’s almost gone
Summer’s almost gone
We had some good times
But they’re gone
The winter’s coming on
Summer’s almost gone
At the Drop of a Hat Revisited
Here’s a song using our latest Idiom of the Week – the lyrics are below:
“Bob Dylan’s Dream”
Bob Dylan
While riding on a train goin’ west
I fell asleep for to take my rest
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I’d spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
Laughin’ and singin’ till the early hours of the morn
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Where we longed for nothin’ and were satisfied
Jokin’ and talkin’ about the world outside
With hungry hearts through the heat and cold
We never much thought we could get very old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one
As easy it was to tell black from white
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
And our choices they was few so the thought never hit
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split
How many a year has passed and gone?
Many a gamble has been lost and won
And many a road taken by many a first friend
And each one I’ve never seen again
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
That we could sit simply in that room again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I’d give it all gladly if our lives could be like that
Hit the Hay Again
Here’s a song featuring our latest Idiom of the Week:
Hit the Hay
NRBQ
Hit the hay
I’ve been working all day
Hit the hay
What do you say?
Hit the hay, hit the hay
Oh, I’m tired
Let me tell you, Jack
I’m so tired
Oh, my aching back
Let’s hit the hay
I’ve been working all day
Hit the hay
What do you say?
Hit the hay, hit the hay
Oh, I’m tired
Boys, I’m really beat
I’m so tired
Oh, my aching feet
Let’s hit the hay
I’ve been working all day
Hit the hay
I earned my pay
Hit the hay, hit the hay
Hit the hay, hit the hay…