Monday, December 2, 2013

BIG AL's JOVIAL JUKEBOX #22: "Seattle" by CONNIE SMITH, 1969



Albie's Note: This tune can be found on Connie Smith's 1969 RCA album "Connie's Country", which was produced by the legendary Bob Ferguson. "Seattle" was written by Ernie Sheldon and Jack Keller.  A lot of folks will remember the bigger pop hit by Perry Como and the use of the song in the western TV show HERE COME THE BRIDES. I prefer Connie's countryfied version because, frankly, that woman's version of anything cuts all the competition.

From the original album liner notes for this track: "Connie's preference for melodic songs and her way of making a pretty song even prettier make this band highly appealing. Connie sings it with warmth and joy and makes you glad you're living".

Side note: I have a buddy who moved there after college... he once told me "Where the heck are those blue skies that song kept mentioning?"  I guess he felt "grayest skies" would have been more accurate!



The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle

And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle

Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild

Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears 

Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle 

. . . in Seattle!

 

When it's time to leave your home and your loved ones

It's the hardest thing a girl can ever do

An' you pray that you will find

someone warm an' sweet an' kind

But you're not sure what's waiting there for you!

 

The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle

And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle

Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild

Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears 

Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle 

. . . in Seattle!

 

  [instrumental break]  

 

When you find your own true love, you will know it

By his smile, by the look in his eye

Scent of pine trees in the air, never knew a day so fair

It makes you feel so proud that you could cry!

 

The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle

And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle

Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild

Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter, full of tears 

Full of dreams to last the years, in Seattle 

. . . in Seattle!




PEACE

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