What's your favorite lyric from a song?

@almarg  thanks for the update. I do like the Sinatra and Robeson versions but Judy's version is the one that sticks. By the time she recorded it she had certainly been through some difficult times.

Anyway, speaking of Mr Robeson. Here's my favourite lyric as sung by him. I'm pretty sure we've all been through something similar:

Passing By

There is a lady sweet and kind
Was never face so pleased my mind,
I did but see her passing by
And yet I love her till I die!

Her gestures, motions and her smile
Her wit, her voice, my heart beguile;
Beguile my heart, I know not why
And yet I love her till I die!

Cupid is winged, and doth range
Her country; so my heart doth change.
But change the earth, or change the sky
Yet will I love her till I die!

https://youtu.be/FursR1Oxp3Q


 

Is she talking about audiophiles?

"only the best allows you to rest"

Sarah Jarosz, Song: "Take another Turn" Album: Undercurrent

All these from the head of one man -

And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
But you lose
Because well the love of Wilde is on mine


I dreamt about you last night
And I fell out of bed twice


Park the car at the side of the road
You should know
Time’s tide will smother you
And I will too
When you laugh about people who feel so very lonely
Their only desire is to die..

..I’ve seen this happen in other people’s
lives
And now it’s happening in mine


I am now
A central part
Of your mind’s landscape
Whether you care
Or do not
Yeah, I’ve made up your mind



Good times for a change
See, the luck I’ve had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time


Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play


There’s a club, if you’d like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you.’
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die


Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I’ve held
It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul
I want to leave, you will not miss me
I want to go down in musical history

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I’m a sickening wreck
I’ve got the twenty first century breathing down my neck
I must move fast, you understand me
I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly


and many, many others

Morrissey! I've been listening to him since the Smith's days! Check out You Are The Target!

"And every day is like Sunday"!!!