I just saw an ad for a benefit he was scheduled to be at, honoring Stevie Wonder. DCdigga told me this weekend Rawls was in a bad way....this is sad news for sure.
Oooh, You'll never find, as long as you live Someone who loves you tender like I do You'll never find, no matter where you search Someone who cares about you the way I do
Whoa, I'm not braggin' on myself, baby But I'm the one who loves you And there's no one else, no-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh one else
You'll never find, it'll take the end of all time Someone to understand you like I do You'll never find the rhythm, the rhyme All the magic we shared, just us two
Whoa, I'm not tryin' to make you stay, baby But I know some how, some day, some way You are (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin') Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin') When it's cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
You'll never find another love like mine Someone who needs you like I do You'll never see what you've found in me You'll keep searching and searching your whole life through Whoa, I don't wish you no bad luck, baby But there's no ifs and buts or maybes
You're gonna, You're gonna miss (miss my lovin') You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') I know you're gonna my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin') You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin') Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin') When it gets real cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin') I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Let me tell you that you're gonna miss my lovin' Yes you will, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin') When I'm long gon I know, I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lovin...
Oooh, You'll never find, as long as you live Someone who loves you tender like I do You'll never find, no matter where you search Someone who cares about you the way I do
RIP. The man was real.
When I first met my to-be-future-wife, this was the song that was playing the first time we kissed.
He was just singing the national anthem for our White Sox.
People forget that even though he was L.A.-based, he was Chicago-born, and often repped the Chi in his monologues. "Tobacco Road" was written by a Nashville songwriter (the great John D. Loudermilk), but Lou made it an anthem for ghettos all over the world, combining urban despair with grim determination (to get the hell out, then come back and help others out). R.I.P.
I remember seeing dude at a Tower of Power concert like 5 years ago. He was very short statured but what an incredible voice. He even went onstage and sang with them a couple songs, which made that concert go from to
Whoah, I was just listening to that Axelrod comp 'The Edge', earlier this evening & that '...Happy' song came on & then thinking to myself i don't really know much of his music.
I also only just dl'd 'Season of the Witch' from 16corner's blog.
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Sad news, god bless.
Respect
DCdigga told me this weekend Rawls was in a bad way....this is sad news for sure.
Peace go with you, Mr. Rawls.
PM me.
He'll be missed.
I'll put Tobacco Road on the platter when I get home..........
Peace
I'm playing your BOMB version of For What Its Worth man.
Someone who loves you tender like I do
You'll never find, no matter where you search
Someone who cares about you the way I do
Whoa, I'm not braggin' on myself, baby
But I'm the one who loves you
And there's no one else, no-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh one else
You'll never find, it'll take the end of all time
Someone to understand you like I do
You'll never find the rhythm, the rhyme
All the magic we shared, just us two
Whoa, I'm not tryin' to make you stay, baby
But I know some how, some day, some way
You are (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin')
Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When it's cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
You'll never find another love like mine
Someone who needs you like I do
You'll never see what you've found in me
You'll keep searching and searching your whole life through
Whoa, I don't wish you no bad luck, baby
But there's no ifs and buts or maybes
You're gonna, You're gonna miss (miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
I know you're gonna my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin')
Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When it gets real cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin')
I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lo-o-ove
Let me tell you that you're gonna miss my lovin'
Yes you will, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')
When I'm long gon
I know, I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lovin...
out "Too Much" yesterday and thew it on.
His version of "It's an uphill..." rocks my world.
RIP!
This might seem corny, but my first introduction to Lou Rawls was
listening to the songs from the Garfield cartoons on TV as a little kid.
I remember thinking: who is this guy singing?
My mother told me who it was, and that voice has been in my mind garden ever since.
"Southside Blues/Tobacco Road" from the live album is on the platter while I'm writing this.
Unfadeable.
At least he's not suffering anymore, his medical problems late in life were very serious.
Rest at last.
He was just singing the national anthem for our White Sox. Hard to believe somebody can go so soon.
R.I.P. to a man with an authentic voice and a class apart from everyone else.
RIP. The man was real.
When I first met my to-be-future-wife, this was the song that was playing the first time we kissed.
People forget that even though he was L.A.-based, he was Chicago-born, and often repped the Chi in his monologues. "Tobacco Road" was written by a Nashville songwriter (the great John D. Loudermilk), but Lou made it an anthem for ghettos all over the world, combining urban despair with grim determination (to get the hell out, then come back and help others out). R.I.P.
I also only just dl'd 'Season of the Witch' from 16corner's blog.
Could someone recommned a primo album by him.