Round Midnight - Phil Woods



     
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Round Midnight Lyrics


It begins to tell 'round midnight, midnight
I do pretty well till after sundown
Supper time I'm feelin' sad
But it really gets bad 'round midnight
Memories always start 'round midnight
Haven't got the heart to stand those memories
When my heart is still with you
And ol' midnight knows it too
When a quarrel we had needs mending
Does it mean that our love is ending?
Darlin', I need you; lately I find
You're out of my heart and I'm out of my mind
Let our hearts take wings 'round midnight, midnight
Let the angels sing for your returning
Till our love is safe and sound

And old midnight comes around
Feelin' sad really gets bad
'Round, 'round, 'round midnight
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written by WILLIAMS, COOTIE/HANIGHEN, BERNARD D./MONK, THEOLONIOUS S.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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Philip Wells Woods (born November 2, 1931) is an American jazz alto saxophonist, clarinetist, and composer. Woods studied music with Lennie Tristano, who influenced him greatly, at the Manhattan School of Music and at The Juilliard School. As there was no saxophone major at Juilliard at the time, his friend Joe Lopes coached him on the clarinet. Once graduated, he quickly acquired a reputation as the pre-eminent bop saxophonist of the day. Although he did not copy Charlie Parker (AKA "Bird"), bop's greatest saxophonist, Woods was known as 'the New Bird'.

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