Woorden:
Sting Cold Song

me unwillingly and slow From beds of everlasting snow? See'st thou not how stiff, how stiff and wondrous old, Far, far unfit to bear the bitter cold?

me rise, Unwillingly and slow, From beds of everlasting snow! See'st thou not how stiff, And wondrous old, Far unfit to bear the bitter cold. I can

me rise, Unwillingly and slow, From beds of everlasting snow! See'st thou not how stiff, And wondrous old, Far unfit to bear the bitter cold. I can

a son of my mother's friend We had governin', who would of thought the love would end Like ice cold album, all good things Neva thought we sing the same song

Your sweet as a honey bee, but like a honey bee sting you've gone and left my heart in pain on your love is your favourite song the one we danced to all

What went wrong, summer song Splinter snag, wind vein ragged Faded trends, summer ends What's that, I thought I heard you say? Lunar scape and cold winds

the Verrazano Get fined BB conduct on some King Tut Poverty struck, I seen the right to enter Uhaah took My cup runneth over, stressed out whenever I'm sober This cold

recording this song at New York's Bell Sound Studios in late June of 1961. Gene Pitney reportedly had a cold while trying to sing this song in the studio

in the struggle tryin' to get this fuckin' meal, why? Niggaz act shifty so I shift a long Three tri three chrome, it's the same ol' song I seen the shades