00 - Austin City Limits 2007 (bio & lyrics).txt
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Norah Jones
Austin City Limits, KLRU-TV, Austin, Texas
Recorded: June 14, 2007
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01
COME AWAY WITH ME
Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away with me where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows
knee high
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountain top
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me
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02
THE SUN DOESN'T LIKE YOU
The sun doesn't like you, you always get burned,
Stay in the shade and watch the world turn.
Better find a new place to lay on the ground,
Can't stay where you are or you're gonna be found.
And time won't pass you by,
And I won't tell you lies.
So tonight ... we can build a fire,
In the open field past the razor wire.
Sneak by the dogs when they go to sleep,
Bring part of yourself that you'll let me keep.
'cause time won't pass us by,
And I won't tell you lies,
Someday I will ask you why ... but not now.
And time won't pass us by,
And you won't tell me lies,
Someday we all have to die ... but not now.
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03
THINKING ABOUT YOU
Yesterday I saw the sun shinin',
And the leaves were fallin' down softly,
My cold hands needed a warm, warm touch,
And I was thinkin' about you.
Here I am lookin' for signs of leaving,
You hold my hand, but do you really need me?
I guess it's time for me to let you go,
And I'll be thinkin' about you,
I'll be thinkin' about you.
When you sail across the ocean waters,
And you reach the other side safely,
Could you smile a little smile for me?
'cause I'll be thinkin' about you,
I'll be thinkin' about you,
I'll be thinkin' about you,
I'll be thinkin' about you.
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04
BE MY SOMEBODY
I'm too foggy today,
To know what you're sayin',
Your lips are moving so fast,
And I just keep praying,
For them to slow down,
So I can make some sense,
Of the words that are pouring out,
Of your crooked spout.
Last night was a record to be broken,
It broke all over the kitchen floor,
Oh no don't you go,
I'm coming back with a rag,
To wipe away the haze from the days,
We've forgotten all about.
So be my somebody tonight,
Be the one who'll hold me tight,
Honey, please, please,
Cuz I've been so all alone,
And no one will pick up the phone,
So honey, please stay.
I held your head up, do you remember?
When you wanted to make a blanket outta me,
Oh I can't lie ... I been keeping score,
And it's your turn to wring me out,
And lay me down to dry.
So be my somebody tonight,
Be the one who'll hold me tight,
Honey, please, please,
Cuz I've been so all alone,
And no one will pick up the phone,
So honey, please stay,
Honey, please stay,
Honey, please stay.
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05
ROSIE'S LULLABY
She walked by the ocean,
And waited for a star,
To carry her away.
Feelin' so small,
At the bottom of the world,
Lookin' up to God.
She tries to take deep breaths,
To smell the salty sea,
As it moves over her feet.
The water pulls so strong,
And no-one is around,
And the moon is looking down.
Sayin',
Rosie - come with me,
Close your eyes - and dream.
The big ships are rollin',
And lightin' up the night,
And she calls out, but they just her pass by.
The waves are crashin',
But not making a sound,
Just mouthing along.
Sayin',
Rosie - come with me,
Close your eyes and dream,
Close your eyes and dream,
Close your eyes and dream.
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06
SUNRISE
Sunrise
Sunrise
Looks like morning in your eyes
But the clock's held 9:15 for hours
Sunrise
Sunrise
Couldn't tempt us if it tried
Cuz the afternoon's already come and gone
And I said
Hooo, hooo, hooo
To you
Surprise
Surprise
Couldn't find it in your eyes
But I'm sure it's written all over my face
Surprise
Surprise
Never something I could hide
When I see we made it through another day
Then I say
Hooo, hooo, hooo
To you
And now the night
Will throw its cover down, ooo, on me again
Ooh, and if I'm right
It's the only way to bring me back
Hooo, hooo, hooo
To you
Hooo, yeah, hooo, hooo
To you
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07
NOT TOO LATE
Tell me how you've been,
Tell what you've seen,
Tell me that you'd like to see me too.
'cause my heart is full of no blood,
My cup is full of no love,
Couldn't take another sip even if I wanted.
But it's not too late,
Not too late for love.
My lungs are out of air,
Yours are holding smoke,
And it's been like that for so long.
I've seen people try to change,
And I know it isn't easy,
But nothin' worth the time ever is.
And it's not too late,
It's not too late for love,
For love,
For love,
For love.
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08
SINKIN' SOON
We're an oyster cracker on the stew,
And the honey in the tea,
We're the sugar cubes, one lump or two,
In the black coffee,
The golden crust on an apple pie,
That shines in the sun at noon,
We're a wheel of cheese high in the sky,
But we're gonna be sinkin' soon.
In a boat that's built of sticks and hay,
We drifted from the shore,
With a captain who's too proud to say,
That he dropped the oar,
Now a tiny hole has sprung a leak,
In this cheap pontoon,
Now the hull has started growing weak,
And we're gonna be sinkin' soon.
We're gonna be
Sinkin' soon,
We're gonna be
Sinkin' soon,
Everybody hold your breath 'cause,
We're gonna be sinkin' soon
We're gonna be
Sinkin' soon,
We're gonna be
Sinkin' soon,
Everybody hold your breath 'cause,
Down and down we go.
Like the oyster cracker on the stew,
The honey in the tea
The sugar cubes, one lump or two?
No thank you none for me.
We're the golden crust on an apple pie,
That shines in the sun at noon,
Like the wheel of cheese high in the sky
Well ... we're gonna be sinkin' soon.
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09
MY DEAR COUNTRY
'Twas Halloween and the ghosts were out,
And everywhere they'd go, they shout,
And though I covered my eyes I knew,
They'd go away.
But fear's the only thing I saw,
And three days later 'twas clear to all,
That nothing is as scary as election day.
But the day after is darker,
And darker and darker it goes,
Who knows, maybe the plans will change,
Who knows, maybe he's not deranged.
The news men know what they know, but they,
Know even less than what they say,
And I don't know who I can trust,
For they come what may.
'cause we believed in our candidate,
But even more it's the one we hate,
I needed someone I could shake,
On election day.
But the day after is darker,
And deeper and deeper we go,
Who knows, maybe it's all a dream,
Who knows if I'll wake up and scream.
I love the things that you've given me,
I cherish you my dear country,
But sometimes I don't understand,
The way we play.
I love the things that you've given me,
And most of all that I am free,
To have a song that I can sing,
On election day.
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10
LITTLE ROOM
You and me and,
Me and you,
In my little room,
There's room enough for us to do,
The things we like to do.
Oops, I hit my elbow on the doorknob,
Its right there,
It's by the bed next to my head,
But I don't even care.
There's stars up on the wall,
And they all glow in the dark,
And we can hear the children playing,
Outside in the park.
There's bars on the window,
And if there were a fire,
We'd burn up for sure,
But that's just fine by me 'cause,
We would be together ever more.
In this little room,
In the big city we're so far,
From the people that we knew in,
My big ol' blue car.
But if we stick together,
Then I know we'll be ok,
'cause when it gets too cold outside,
This room is where we'll stay.
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BROKEN
He's got a broken voice and a twisted smile,
Guess he's been that way for quite awhile,
Got blood on his shoes and mud on his brim,
Did he do it to himself or was it done to him?
People think he don't look well,
But all he needs from what I can tell,
Is someone to help wash away all the paint,
From his purple hands before it gets too late.
I saw him stand alone ... under a broke street light,
So sincere ... singing silent night,
But the trees were full ... and the grass was green,
It was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.
He may move slow,
But that don't mean he's going nowhere,
He may be moving slow,
But that don't mean he's going nowhere.
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12
CREEPIN' IN
There's a big ol' hole
That's gone right through the sole
Of this old shoe
And the water on the ground
Ain't got no place else it found
So it's only got one thing left to do
Creep on in
Creep on in
And once it has begun
Won't stop until it's done
Sneaking in
There's a silver moon
That came just a little soon
For me to bare
Shines brightly on my bed
And the shadows overhead
Won't let me sleep as long as they're there
Creep on in
Creep on in
And once it has begun
Won't stop until it's done
Sneaking in
There's a big ol' hole
That goes right through my sole
And that ain't nothin' new
So long as you're around
And got no place else you've found
There's only one thing left to do
Creep on in
Creep on in
And once you have begun
Don't stop until you're done
Sneaking in
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HANDS ON THE WHEEL
At a time when the world seems to be spinnin' hopelessly out of control,
There's deceivers an' believers an' old in-betweeners,
That seem to have no place to go.
Well, it's the same old song, it's right an' it's wrong,
An' livin' is just somethin' that I do.
An' with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes,
An' I found myself in you.
I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars.
An' I've nearly gone up in smoke.
Now my hand's on the wheel, I've something that's real,
An' I feel like I'm goin' home.
An' in the shade of an oak down by the river,
Sit an old man an' a boy,
Settin' sail, spinnin' tales an' fishin' for whales,
With a lady they both enjoy.
Well, it's the same damn tune, it's the man in the moon.
It's the way that I feel about you.
An' with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes,
An' I found myself in you.
An' I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars.
An' I've nearly gone up in smoke.
Now my hand's on the wheel, I've something that's real,
An' I feel like I'm goin' home.
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AMG BIOGRAPHY BY ZAC JOHNSON
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Sultry vocalist and pianist Norah Jones developed her unique blend of
jazz and traditional vocal pop with hints of bluesy country and
contemporary folk due in large part to her unique upbringing. Born
March 30, 1979, in New York City, the daughter of Ravi Shankar quietly
grew up in Texas with her mother. While she always found the music of
Billie Holiday and Bill Evans both intriguing and comforting, she
didn't really explore jazz until attending Dallas' Booker T.
Washington High School for the Performing and Visual Arts. During high
school, Jones won the Down Beat Student Music Awards for Best Jazz
Vocalist and Best Original Composition in 1996, and earned a second
Best Jazz Vocalist award in 1997. Putting her vocal talents on the
back burner, Jones worked toward earning a degree in jazz piano at the
University of North Texas for two years before accepting a friend's
offer of a summer sublet in Greenwich Village during the summer of
1999. Although she fully intended to return to college that fall, the
lure of the folk coffeehouses and jazz clubs proved too strong and she
soon became inspired to write her own songs. Jones appeared regularly
with the trip-hop-electronica band Wax Poetic and assembled her own
group around songwriters Jesse Harris (guitar) and Lee Alexander
(bass), with Dan Rieser on drums.
In October of 2000, the group recorded a handful of demos for Blue
Note Records and on the strength of these recordings, Jones signed to
the jazz label in early 2001. Following an appearance on Charlie
Hunter's Songs from the Analog Playground, Jones spent much of 2001
performing live with Hunter's group and working on material for her
debut. Come Away with Me, recorded by Craig Street (Cassandra Wilson,
Manhattan Transfer, k.d. lang) and legendary producer Arif Mardin
(Aretha Franklin, Dusty Springfield, the Bee Gees), was released in
early 2002 and garnered much public attention. The combination of her
striking beauty and the fact that she was the daughter of an
internationally renowned musician placed Jones in the awkward position
of defending her music from those who dismissed her as another pretty
face (the same argument used by those opposed to Diana Krall) and/or
another riding the coattails of her musical royal heritage (see
Natalie Cole, Miki Coltrane, Corey Parker). Although not by any
stretch a "jazz" album (the label chose to call it "jazz-informed"),
it featured jazz guitarist Bill Frisell and session drummer Brian
Blade, and indicated a new direction for Blue Note combining jazz
aesthetics and talent with a pop sensibility. Come Away with Me
eventually went multi-platinum, selling 18 million copies worldwide
and winning Jones eight Grammy awards.
In 2004, Jones released her highly anticipated follow-up album, Feels
Like Home. Pairing once again with producer Arif Mardin, Jones pursued
a similar approach to Come Away with Me, mixing '70s
singer/songwriter-style tracks with blues, country, and her own mellow
take on piano jazz. In 2003, Jones played in a group called the Little
Willies along with Lee Alexander (bass), Richard Julian
(guitar/vocals), Dan Rieser (drums), and Jim Campilongo (guitar),
playing covers of classic American music like Hank Williams, Willie
Nelson, and Kris Kristofferson. This one-off performance ultimately
turned into sporadic shows at the venue whenever their individual
schedules would allow, slowly incorporating original songs into their
set along the way. In time, the Little Willies began considering the
release of a live album, but instead wound up documenting their sound
in the recording studio. Milking Bull Records issued the resultant
self-titled album in March 2006. Late in the year the single "Thinking
About You" announced her return to her solo career. It landed on the
album Not Too Late, released in early 2007.
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