What You Want Wid Bess?
Bess
Oh... what you want wid bess?
Shes gettin ole now;
Take a fine young gal
For to satisfy crown.
Look at this chest
An look at these arms you got.
You know how it always been with me,
These five years I been yo woman,
You could kick me in the street,
Then when you wanted me back,
You could whistle, an there I was
Back again, lickin yo hand.
Theres plenty better lookin gal than bess.
Can you see, Im with porgy,
Now and forever
I am his woman, he would die without me.
Oh, crown, wont you let me go to my man, to my man.
He is a cripple an needs my love, all my love.
What you want wid bess? oh, let me go to my man. . .
Crown
What I wants wid other woman,
I gots a woman, yes,
An dat is you, yes, dat is you, yes,
I need you now an youre mine jus as long as I want you.
No cripple goin take my woman from me.
You got a man tonight an that is crown, yes, crown, yes
Crown.
Youre my woman, bess, Im tellin you, now Im your man.
(pressing her very close)
Bess
What you want with bess?
(boat whistles)
Lemme go, crown dat boat, its goin wiout me!
Crown
You aint goin nowhere!
Bess
(weakening)
Take yo hands off me, I say, yo hands, yo hands, yo hands.
(crown kisses her passionately)
Crown
I knows you ain change - wid you and me it always be the
Same. git in dat thicket.
(bess backs into woods; crown follows.)
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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I Wants To Stay Here
Bess
I wants to stay here,
But I aint worthy.
You is too decent to understan.
For when I see him he hypnotize me.
When he take hold of me with his hot hand.
Someday I know hes coming back to call me.
Hes goin to handle me an hold me so.
Its goin to be like dyin, porgy, deep inside me -
But when he calls, I know I have to go.
Porgy
If dere warnt no crown, bess, if dere was only jus you an
Porgy, what den?
Bess
I loves you, porgy,
Don let him take me,
Don let him handle me an drive me mad.
If you kin keep me,
I wants to stay here wid you forever,
An Id be glad.
Porgy
There, there, bess, you don need to be afraid no mo,
Yous picked up happiness and laid yo worries down.
You goin to live easy, you goin to live high.
You goin to outshine every woman in dis town.
An remember, when crown come thats my business, bess!
Bess
I loves you, porgy,
Don let him take me
Don let him handle me
With his hot han
If you kin keep me
I wants to stay here wid you forever.
I got my man.
Porgy
What you think I is, anyway,
To let dat dirty houn dog steal my woman?
If you wants to stay wid porgy, you goin stay.
You got a home now, honey, an you got love.
So no mo cryin, cant you understan?
You goin to go about yo business, singin cause
You got porgy, you got a man.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Porgy I Is Your Woman Now
Porgy:
Bess, you is my woman now,
you is, you is!
An' you mus' laugh an' sing an' dance
for two instead of one.
Want no wrinkle on yo' brow,
Nohow,
Because de sorrow of de past is all done done
Oh, Bess, my Bess!
Bess:
Porgy, I's yo' woman now,
I is, I is!
An' I ain't never goin' nowhere 'less you shares de fun.
Dere's no wrinkle on my brow,
Nohow,
But I ain't goin'! You hear me sayin',
If you ain' goin', wid you I'm stayin'!
Porgy, I's yo' woman now!
I's yours forever -
Mornin' time an' evenin' time an'
summer time an' winter time.
Porgy:
Mornin' time an' evenin' time an'
summer time an' winter time.
Bess, you got yo' man.
Bess, you is my woman now and forever.*
Dis life is jes' begun,
Bess, we two is one
Now an' forever.
Oh, bess, don't min' dose women.
You got yo' Porgy.
I knows you means it,
I seen it in yo' eyes, Bess.
We'll go swingin'
Through de years a-singin'.
Bess:
Mornin' time an' evenin' time an'
summer time an' winter time.
Porgy:
Mornin' time an' evenin' time an'
summer time an' winter time.
Bess:
Oh, my Porgy, my man, Porgy.
Porgy: [simultaneously] My bess, my Bess.
Bess: From dis minute I'm tellin' you, I keep dis vow: Porgy, I's yo'
woman now.
Porgy: [simultaneously]
From dis minute I'm tellin' you, I keep dis vow:
Oh, my Bessie, we's happy now. We is one now.
*Sung as Bess repeats her part from 'Porgy, I's yo' woman now...'
through 'I's yours forever -'
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Bess, You Is My Woman Now
Porgy:
Bess, you is my woman now,
You is, you is!
An you mus laugh an sing an dance
For two instead of one.
Want no wrinkle on yo brow,
Nohow,
Because de sorrow of de past is all done done
Oh, bess, my bess!
Bess:
Porgy, is yo woman now,
I is, I is!
An I aint never goin nowhere less you shares de fun.
Deres no wrinkle on my brow,
Nohow,
But I aint goin! you hear me sayin,
If you ain goin, wid you Im stayin!
Porgy, is yo woman now!
Is yours forever -
Mornin time an evenin time an
Summer time an winter time.
Porgy:
Mornin time an evenin time an
Summer time an winter time.
Bess, you got yo man.
Bess, you is my woman now and forever.*
Dis life is jes begun,
Bess, we two is one
Now an forever.
Oh, bess, dont min dose women.
You got yo porgy.
I knows you means it,
I seen it in yo eyes, bess.
Well go swingin
Through de years a-singin.
Bess:
Mornin time an evenin time an
Summer time an winter time.
Porgy:
Mornin time an evenin time an
Summer time an winter time.
Bess:
Oh, my porgy, my man, porgy.
Porgy: [simultaneously] my bess, my bess.
Bess: from dis minute Im tellin you, I keep dis vow: porgy, is yo
Woman now.
Porgy: [simultaneously]
From dis minute Im tellin you, I keep dis vow:
Oh, my bessie, wes happy now. we is one now.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Oh, Bess, Oh Wheres My Bess?
Porgy
I ain axin yo opinion.
Oh, bess, oh wheres my bess,
Wont somebody tell me where?
I ain care what she say,
I ain care what she done,
Wont somebody tell me wheres my bess?
Bess, oh, lawd,
My bess! I want her now,
Widout her I cant go on.
I counted de days dat I was gone
Till I got home to see her face.
Wont somebody tell me wheres my bess?
I want her so, my gal, my bess,
Where is she?
Oh gawd, in yo big heavn
Please show me where I mus go,
Oh give me de strength, show me de way!
Tell me de truth, where is she, where is my gal,
Where is my bess!
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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The Girl who never said Yes (Double Limerick)
The girl of his dreams was sweet Bess,
For Bess was ahead of the rest
She may have been older,
He could cry on her shoulder
But Bess was the girl who never said Yes.
He had searched the world East to West
The girl of his dreams was still Bess.
One day he grew bolder
And tried to enfold her
But Bess was the girl who never said Yes.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Bess
A dress that speaks of life,
The frayed edges hang like bar codes
Spelling out her past.
Bess was content.
Her flowing auburn hair a distant memory,
Now replaced by black and white,
The colours of her age.
Bess was content.
Half way down her nose her glasses sat,
With flour coated fingerprint etched lenses
Betraying this morning's cooking
Bess was still content
Soft slippers now where once heels were worn,
Her stoop a testament to such fashion
The hips a little broader now,
Bess was still content.
Here she was, all that she could be,
A wife, a mother, a nurse, a listener, a lover
But all the time that dress said more than that
Bess was still content
Then in the background voices came to life,
Such laughter only youngsters make,
The door flies open 'Mum we are home! '
Bess just smiled that smile... so content.
poem by Dave James
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King Without A Crown
Welcome to the great republic
Guess I should show you round
Where once I was a king
And now I am a clown
The love that we once shared
Made a king of me
But now youre gone... but now youre gone
All I face is poverty
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
Hell hath no fury
Like a woman scorned
But heaven dont boast - no heaven dont boast
The jewel - the pretty jewel I just pawned
Every cloud has a silver lining
Every dog has its day
Oh but I guess the sun stopped shining
On the day you went away
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Yes Im a king - king! king without a crown
Bathed in former glory
Deposed from my throne
How do I get to tell my story?
When all gets your answerphone...
But you aint home
With the love you gave
I felt like royalty
But now youre face to face - face to face
With one ex-member of the aristocracy
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
...king without a heart
...king without a hope
...king without a woman baby
Oh Im a king without a crown
Theres no need to feel down
Yeah just take a look around
Youll see a man whos just a man
Nothing more
A king without a crown
song performed by by Abc
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Brown Bess
The Army Musket--1700-1815
In the days of lace-ruffles, perukes and brocade
Brown Bess was a partner whom none could despise--
An out-spoken, flinty-lipped, brazen-faced jade,
With a habit of looking men straight in the eyes--
At Blenheim and Ramillies fops would confess
They were pierced to the heart by the charms of Brown Bess.
Though her sight was not long and her weight was not small,
Yet her actions were winning, her language was clear;
And everyone bowed as she opened the ball
On the arm of some high-gaitered, grim grenadier.
Half Europe admitted the striking success
Of the dances and routs that were given by Brown Bess.
When ruffles were turned into stiff leather stocks,
And people wore pigtails instead of perukes,
Brown Bess never altered her iron-grey locks.
She knew she was valued for more than her looks.
'Oh, powder and patches was always my dress,
And I think am killing enough,' said Brown Bess.
So she followed her red-coats, whatever they did,
From the heights of Quebec to the plains of Assaye,
From Gibraltar to Acre, Cape Town and Madrid,
And nothing about her was changed on the way;
(But most of the Empire which now we possess
Was won through those years by old-fashioned Brown Bess.)
In stubborn retreat or in stately advance,
From the Portugal coast to the cork-woods of Spain,
She had puzzled some excellent Marshals of France
Till none of them wanted to meet her again:
But later, near Brussels, Napoleon--no less--
Arranged for a Waterloo ball with Brown Bess.
She had danced till the dawn of that terrible day--
She danced till the dusk of more terrible night,
And before her linked squares his battalions gave way,
And her long fierce quadrilles put his lancers to flight:
And when his gilt carriage drove off in the press,
'I have danced my last dance for the world!' said Brown Bess.
If you go to Museums--there's one in Whitehall--
Where old weapons are shown with their names writ beneath,
You will find her, upstanding, her back to the wall,
As stiff as a ramrod, the flint in her teeth.
And if ever we English had reason to bless
Any arm save our mothers', that arm is Brown Bess!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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La Corona
Deign at my hands this crown of prayer and praise,
Weaved in my lone devout melancholy,
Thou which of good hast, yea, art treasury,
All changing unchanged Ancient of days.
But do not with a vile crown of frail bays
Reward my Muse's white sincerity ;
But what Thy thorny crown gain'd, that give me,
A crown of glory, which doth flower always.
The ends crown our works, but Thou crown'st our ends,
For at our ends begins our endless rest.
The first last end, now zealously possess'd,
With a strong sober thirst my soul attends.
'Tis time that heart and voice be lifted high ;
Salvation to all that will is nigh.
poem by John Donne
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Like Five Wise Virgins
This crown is for my sweet woman,
And like the five wise virgins;
But let no man take your crown away.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A woman's place in public is to sit beside her husband, be silent, and be sure her hat is on straight.
quote by Bess Truman
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Soccer
Soccer
Have you ever been on a soccer field?
Well if you haven't it’s the m amazing thing
It’s like being in heaven but on grass
When the grass is just cut and the potato bugs are jumping in the air it gives you energy to have fun
And if you have been on a field then you know how the freshly cut grass
stings your nose and enlightens your heart to give you extra strength to
play soccer harder than you ever have in your life. That is what it’s like being on a soccer field!
By: Isaiah Bess
poem by Isaiah Bess
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A Man Like Me
Written by james young
Lead vocals by james young
Yeah
Eight days a week with my baby at home
And you know that shes my tender honey
Baby Ive been good
But you know its rough
When youre spending all of my money
Aint no disputin Im your man
You know I want to tell the world
Youre the only woman
Show me what love can be
Youre the only woman
That understands a man like me
Rock and roll is a way of life
But dont you know it brings me down
Music is my game but when Im home
I treat a lady like shes wearing a crown
Stranded in the storm round lakewood way
You know who comes to mind
Shes the only woman
Show me what love can be
Shes the only woman
That understands a man like me
[guitar solo]
When Im away with time to kill
Just sittin around gettin high
Thinking about your sweet sweet love
I wanna jump on a plane and fly
Sweet little susie
Show me what love can be
Shes the only woman
That understands a man
She understands a man
(like me)
Shes the only woman
Shes the only woman
Shes the only woman
song performed by by Styx
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Twist Me A Crown Of Wind-Flowers
Twist me a crown of wind-flowers;
That I may fly away
To hear the singers at their song,
And players at their play.
Put on your crown of wind-flowers:
But whither would you go?
Beyond the surging of the sea
And the storms that blow.
Alas! your crown of wind-flowers
Can never make you fly:
I twist them in a crown to-day,
And to-night they die.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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King Henry: My crown is in my heart, not on my head;
Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones,
Nor to be seen: my crown is called content:
A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
line from Henry VI, Act III, Scene 1, script by William Shakespeare (1590)
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Eternal Crowns
Christ, King of Kings was born a babe to grow and die in our stead,
He was honored with a scarlet robe a crown of thorns upon his head.
Although Christ was mocked and forced to wear an ugly crown of pain,
The faithful who should have died, they're promised a crown of gain.
Paul says that runners in a race receive a crown that will not last,
But we will receive Eternal Crowns that at Jesus' feet will be cast.
Paul even refers to those he led to Christ as his joy and his crown,
And these are people just like you and me from any city or any town.
But one won't receive a victor's crown unless he obeys all the rules,
This makes some adjust their pace to win, but not the simple fools.
But the man who perseveres under trials by fools who create strife,
And to those who love Him, God above has promised the Crown of life.
Many like Paul, on that day shall receive a Crown of righteousness,
This to all who longed for Jesus' return with a special Seriousness.
And for all the pastors who faithfully pointed all to the coming day,
Friend, they will receive a crown of glory that will never fade away.
And the Tribulation Saints tested with unheard of hate and strife,
Being faithful to the point of death, will receive the crown of life.
Then all will see The Son of Man with a crown of gold upon his head,
With a sickle harvesting souls, leaving behind the spiritually dead.
(Copyright © 06/2003)
God Must Be A Woman
Its the way that you sneak a kleenex to me
When a sad song song gets in my eye
You say its alright,you got no appetite
When its down to the last piece of pie
Its the way that you never remember
The things I would rather forget
How you grin and shrug your shoulders
When its time to start over again
God must be a woman
Youre probably a lot like her
Your grace is so amazing
An angel here on earth
Youre so much like your maker
She sent you down to lay a crown on me
God must be a woman
Only mamas have a love that runs so deep
Watching out for drunks and babies and fools
And castaways like me
Some heavenly rain must soak in your brain
And come out as the sweet things you say
You stitch me back up when life plays too rough
Give my hand a little squeeze when we pray
And the I love yous that you told me
They would probably stretch to the moon
You multiply what matters
And divide the pain bt two
God must be a woman
Youre probably a lot like her
Your grace is so amazing
An angel here on earth
Youre so much like your maker
She sent you down to lay a crown on me
God must be a woman
Only mamas have a love that runs so deep
Watching out for drunks and babies and fools
And castaways like me
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Lion In The Winter
Lion in my winter.
Im a lion with no crown.
You wanna make me big man , a star on a screen.
Some kind of james brown or something in between.
But when I ask for money you smother me in charms.
I cant live on glory when your bendin both my arms.
I , I was a lion in winter.
And man I had friends for miles around.
I was a lion in my winter.
What goods a lion lord, without a crown.
Youre living in a cave man ,upon your marble throne.
You think you own the heavens, but youve got to be alone.
You know I prayed for sunshine, a woman with my name.
I dont want to live man, you gave away the game.
I, I was a lion in winter.
And man I had friends for miles around.
I was a lion in my winter.
What goods a lion lord , without a crown.
(repeat last verse and fade out )
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Understanding Women
Grassfly didn’t understand women;
Never quite grasped their fundamental
Psychology; never quite knew the trick
To get them on his side. His mother was
A matriarch who ruled the home with a
Big stick and a tongue like a viper’s spit.
Got to understand women, son, she’d say,
Else your limp life’ll be worth shit. He loved
To play piano; it gave him an outlet playing
His Schubert or Chopin pieces against the
Backdropp of his mother’s tongue. His woman
Friend, Big Bess, who wore outlandish clothes
And an XXL dress, was a mystery to him, like
Some character from Finnegan’s Wake, who
Loved to dance and say, Look Boy, see my big
Ass shake. Grassfly thought women an enigma;
God’s afterthought; the proverbial eater of
Apples, the talker with snakes. He played his
Piano pieces, watched with dulled disinterest,
Big Bess’s breasts and broad ass shake.
poem by Terry Collett
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Sonnet: Mother Mary’s Crown
The crown on Mary’s head has disappeared:
Perhaps got stolen by some vandal fool!
The grotto’s glass lay broken and blood-smeared;
The shutter’s lock was broken by some tool!
I wondered why this thing had happened thus!
The robber eyed the ‘golden crown’ perhaps;
Would not the one who stole invite God’s curse?
The news has hit the headlines in bold caps!
Could not a miracle retrieve the crown?
Can any pow’r remove the Queen’s head-gear?
It makes a holy person to well frown;
Another crown will come from hearts too dear!
The Queen of Heaven needs no earthly crown!
God bestowed unmatched glory on His own!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-12-11
poem by John Celes
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