desperately seeking mary-beth

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  1. marko said:

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    A 60s song with a Peter Paul & Mary or similar sound - a love song. all ican remember of the lyrics is "Mary Beth I want you and...." , & "....They're not quite ready for the dawn."
    A beautiful song & i've looked & looked.
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    atmaestro said:

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    Try "TO A DANCER" by Selia Qynn

    You were always a free spirit,
    Took from life what it would bring.
    Everybody's Valentine,
    How we used to love to sing
    That suicide is painless,
    And of sea gulls in the dawn,
    And Mary Beth, I love you.
    Ahh, the memories go on.
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  3. marko said:

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    Thanks atmaster but that's not the one.
    It's about a guy roaming the city streets early in the morning & missing his Mary Beth.
    It may well have been recorded by PP&M or Simon & Garfunkel. Folkie sort of sound, early to mid 60s
     
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    Marko,

    Selia Qynn tells me that you may have found the song your looking for. Peter Yarrow has a song called "Mary Beth" on his 1972 album, "Peter". Attached is a link that will let you listen to Peter's song. I am still looking for the lyrics.

    http://music.aol.com/song/mary-beth/558178
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    And thanks again to Selia we now have the lyrics to Peter Yarrow's song.

    MARY BETH
    The seagull in the dusty dawn is floating on the wind - his wings are still.
    And below the weary streets are breathing,
    Softly they are watching.
    They are not quite ready for the dawn.

    Oh, Mary Beth, I love you and the city is so empty.
    I dare not find my comfort in the beauty of the morn.
    Below the weary streets are breathing,
    Softly they are watching.
    They are not quite ready for the dawn.

    One by one the street lights close their eyes to greet the sun... to greet the sun.
    I hear my footsteps falling on the pavement to a knock beside me.
    What a hollow sound they make below.
    Why, with all this beauty, can I not enjoy myself alone?
    Is there a piece of me that's waiting?
    Am I incomplete in hating all the times I never spent with you before?

    Mary Beth, I love you and the city is so empty.
    I dare not find my comfort in the beauty of the morn.
    Below the weary streets are breathing,
    Softly they are watching.
    They are mine full of the coming of my dawn.
    Mary Beth, I love you...
    Mary Beth... I love you.
    Them that can, do; them that can't... memorize Artist and Title
     
  6. marko said:

    Wink Genius! i'd pretty much given up on it!

    Thanks so much to atmaster & Selia - i'd tried everything, but because it was on a solo album i guess - i'd come up with nada.
    Atmaster you are a brilliant cyber-detective. & Selia is a very fine musician & recording artist with an amazing connexion to this song. So it's been a great journey.
    Many thanks from Down-under/ Ozstralia,
    All the best, mates,
    Marko
     
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    You're welcome!
    Them that can, do; them that can't... memorize Artist and Title
     
  8. marko said:

    Wink a small correction..

    PS Selia & i agree that near the end there it shd be "MINDFUL" rather than "MINE FULL"
    Best wishes & thanks again (all v apt around Valentine's Day - see Selia's song)
    MarkO
     
  9. melisanda said:

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    Just a slight correction or two:

    "I hear my footsteps falling on the pavement, you are not beside me"

    "They are mindful of the coming of my dawn"

    Peter tends to vary the words slightly each time he sings the song, but these two lines are as above.



    Quote Originally Posted by atmaster View Post
    And thanks again to Selia we now have the lyrics to Peter Yarrow's song.

    MARY BETH
    The seagull in the dusty dawn is floating on the wind - his wings are still.
    And below the weary streets are breathing,
    Softly they are watching.
    They are not quite ready for the dawn.

    Oh, Mary Beth, I love you and the city is so empty.
    I dare not find my comfort in the beauty of the morn.
    Below the weary streets are breathing,
    Softly they are watching.
    They are not quite ready for the dawn.

    One by one the street lights close their eyes to greet the sun... to greet the sun.
    I hear my footsteps falling on the pavement to a knock beside me.
    What a hollow sound they make below.
    Why, with all this beauty, can I not enjoy myself alone?
    Is there a piece of me that's waiting?
    Am I incomplete in hating all the times I never spent with you before?

    Mary Beth, I love you and the city is so empty.
    I dare not find my comfort in the beauty of the morn.
    Below the weary streets are breathing,
    Softly they are watching.
    They are mine full of the coming of my dawn.
    Mary Beth, I love you...
    Mary Beth... I love you.