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Cher
Cher


Background information
Birth name Cherilyn Sarkissian LaPiere Bono Allman
Born May 20, 1946
Born place El Centro, California, United States
Origin Los Angeles, California, United States
Genre(s) Pop
Rock
Folk
Dance-Pop
Disco
Pop Rock
Years active 1965—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Atlantic Records
Geffen Records
Atco Records
MCA Records
Imperial Records
Casablanca Records
Warner Music Group
Associated acts Sonny & Cher
Sonny Bono
Website Website



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Cher Album


With Love, Chér (1967)
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Better sit down kids
I'll tell you why, kids
You might not understand, kids
But give it a try, kids
Now how should I put this
I've got something to say
You mother is staying
But I'm going away
No, we're not mad, kids
It's hard to say why
Your mother and I
Don't see eye to eye


Say your prayers before you go to bed
Make sure you get yourself to school on
time
I know you'll do the things your mother
asks
She's gonna need you most to stay in
line
Keep in mind your mother's gonna need
Your help a whole lot more than she
ever did before
No more fights over little things
because
I won't be here to stop them anymore

I know you don't want this, neither do
we
But sometimes things happen
That we can't foresee
Now try to be calm, kids
And don't look so sad
Just cause I am leaving
I'll still be your dad
Just remember I love you
And though I'm not here
Just call if you need me
And I'll always be near
(Repeat Chorus)

Well, I have to go now
So kiss me goodbye
My eyes are just red, kids
I'm too big to cry



. . .


BUT I CAN'T LOVE YOU MORE
WRITER SONNY BONO

[Chorus:]
More-I don't know how to
More-I die without you
More-and I would stop the world turning
I stop the sun burning
But I can't love you more

More-is there more than a lifetime
More-count the stars in the nighttime
More-I'm already your slave love
That's what I gave love
And I can't love you more

Every breath that I take
My first thought when I wake
Every song I hear
How I feel when you're near
How I feel by your side
How I'm glad I'm alive
Whether winter or spring
Doesn't mean anything
How my home's anywhere
Knowing that I know you care
And how nothing I see
Beyond you and me

[Chorus]

. . .



Hey Joe where are you going
With that gun in your hand
I said now
Hey Joe where are you going
With that gun in your hand

Going down to shoot my old lady
Cause you know
I caught her messing a round town
I'm going down to shoot my old lady
Cause I caught her messing around
With another man

Hey Joe I heard you shot your woman down
Shot her down
Hey I said hey Joe
I heard you shot your woman down
Shot her down to the ground
Yes I did, I shot her
Cause I caught her messing around town

Hey Joe I heard you shot your woman down
Shot her down
But I said hey Joe
I heard you shot your woman down
Shot her down shot her down
Yes, yes I did, I shot her
Cause I caught her messing around town

Hey Joe where you gonna run to now
I said, I said hey Joe where you gonna run to now
Where you gonna go
Well Jig I'm going down south way down to Mexico way
I said I'm going down south way down to Mexico way



. . .



CHORUS:
Mama when my dollies have babies
And I am a big lady
Mama will a prince come and take me away

When I said these things I believed in kings
Then I didn't know love could hurt me so
Slowly she replied, tears had filled her eyes
Baby not so fast let your young life last

Chorus

I sang to her in fun, my teens had just began
My age was not the same still we played the game
Her eyes were filled with pride and slowly she replied
Soon enough you'll be a very pretty bride

Chorus

Mama, will the hurt go away deep inside
When I sang this song
My poor world had gone along
All my early dreams has turned to crystal streams
My love it was last and more tears have past
And left me just one thing a tender voice I sing

Chorus



. . .



Behind the door of every house,
In every street, in every town
A story is unfolding
A story is unfolding of love and hate
The most of us wait of hopes and fears
Of smiles and tears of dreams
That lies a moldering

Behind the door of every house,
In every street, in every town
The stage is set for playing
The stage is set for playing
And I call crime and punch your mime
Sweet romance, a rich will dance
Characters are playing

Behind the door of every house,
In every street, in every town
The people are a waiting
The people are a waiting
To bare and die, the years go by
The wedding spree the cruelty
And still they go on mating

And to the one the only one
Remember when the need of man
Is greater again
The prayers take off ascending
All filled of love to the one above
Asking for asking for asking for asking for
A happy ending a happy ending a happy ending



. . .


Sing for your supper
And you'll get breakfast
Songbirds always eat
If their song is sweet to hear

I say now sing for you lunch
And you'll get dinner
Dine with wine of choice
If romance is in your voice

I heard from a wise canary
Trillin' makes a fellow willin'
So little swallow, swallow now
Now is the time to

[Chorus:]
Sing for your supper
And you'll get breakfast
Songbirds are not dumb
They never buy a crumb of bread
It's said
So sing and you'll be fed

I heard from a wise canary
Trillin' makes a fellow willin'
So little swallow, swallow now
Now is the time to

[Chorus]

One more time
I said sing and you'll be fed
Oh yeah
I said sing and you'll be fed

. . .


Look at me
Tell me what do you see
Does my soul lay broken inside
Look at me
Tell me what do you see
Have my tears washed away
My foolish pride

The nights are so long
The days come on strong
Look at me
Tell me what do you see
The pain I have borne
My body's so worn
Look at me
Tell me what do you see

The nights are so long
The days come on strong
Look at me
Tell me what do you see
The pain I have borne
My body's so worn
Look at me
Tell me what do you see

. . .


Show me the prison
Show me the jail
Show me the prisoner
Whose life has gone stale

[Chorus:]
And I'll show you the young man
With some many reasons why
There but for fortune
Go you or I

Show me the alley
Show me the train
Show me the hobo
Who sleeps out in the rain

[Chorus]

Show me the whiskey
Stains on the floor
Show me the drunkard
As he stumbles out the door

[Chorus]

Show me the country
Where the bombs had to fall
Show me the ruins
Of the buildings once so tall

I'll show you the young land
With some many reasons why
There but for fortune
Go you and I
You and I
You and I

. . .


If it takes forever
I will wait for you
For a thousand summers
I will wait for you
Till you're back beside me
Till I'm holding you
Till I hear you sigh
Here in my arms

Anywhere you wonder
Anywhere you go
Everyday remember
How I love you so
In your heart believe what
In my heart I know
That forever more
I'll wait for you

If it takes forever
I will wait for you
For a thousand summers
I will wait for you

If it takes forever
I will wait for you
For a thousand summers
I will wait for you
Till you're back beside me
Till I'm holding you
Until I hear you sigh
Here in my arms

. . .


Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

. . .


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