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'Round Midnight - Wes Montgomery



     
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It begins to tell,
'round midnight, midnight.
I do pretty well, till after sundown,
Suppertime 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
Songwriters
COOTIE WILLIAMS, BERNARD D. HANIGHEN, THEOLONIOUS S. MONKPublished by
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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John Leslie "Wes" Montgomery was an American jazz guitarist. He was born March 6, 1925, in Indianapolis, Indiana, as part of a musical family including his brothers Monk (string bass, electric bass) and Buddy (vibraphone, piano). He died of a heart attack on June 15, 1968. Montgomery is best known for his unconventional technique on the guitar, which uses octaves and block chords to great extent in his solos, and by plucking the string with his right thumb in place of a pick.

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