MARTY ROBBINS
TONIGHT CARMEN
Columbia CS-9525
September/1967
Produced by Bob Johnson
Recorded:
Apr 12/1967, Columbia Studio, Nashville (1,2,3)
MAy 16/1967, Columbia Studio, Nashville (4,5,9,10)
MAy 22/1967, Columbia Studio, Nashville (6,7,8,11)
1.
TONIGHT CARMEN
(Marty Robbins)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI / Unichappell Music, BMI »
Carmen Carmen Carmen
Tonight I am aching my body is shaking
Tonight Carmen's coming back home
Tonight there'll be no room for tears in my bedroom
Tonight Carmen's coming back home
Tonight as I stand here I notice my hand here
Is trembling as never before
My feelings I can't hide resistance has all tied
My pride will rush outside The moment she walks through the door
The lips that have kissed her that's loved her and missed her
Are the lips that have cursed her at night
In a anquish and torment I've cursed as the night went
From darkness till dawn's golden light
I thought of just taking these two hands and breaking
The body I'm waiting to touch
I find when I'm waiting there's no time for hating
While anticipating the woman I wanted so much
I place pretty flowers to brighten the hours
I put brand new sheets on the bed
I'm nervous I'm trembling recalling remembering
The way that she tosses her head
I've given much thought to the fact that I ought to
Have more control over my life
How can I fight it how can I deny it
There's no way to hide it the love that I had for my wife
Carmen Carmen Carmen
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2.
WAITING IN RENO
(Jean Pruett)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI »
She will be waiting in Reno with love warm and tender
She loves and wants me and her love to me she'll surrender
This girl with the black eyes and skin touched by hot winds and sunshine
Will be waiting in Reno tonight and this is the night she'll be mine
Waiting in Reno for my arms to find her and hold her
Waiting and hoping that I will not be far behind her
Black eyes and red ruby lips excitement in her fingertips
Passion is there on her lips she'll be waiting in Reno tonight
It's been so long since I've seen her but I still remember
The tears in the dark eyes when I said that I had to leave her
And the way that her lips stayed on mine like a warm burning ember
She'll be waiting in Reno tonight this is the night she'll be mine
Waiting in Reno for my arms...
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3.
IS THERE ANYTHING LEFT I CAN SAY
(Marty Robbins)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI / Unichappell Music, BMI »
Is there anything left I can say to make life like it was yesterday
Is there anyway you can forgive cause without you my heart couldn't live
If a small tiny spark lives within watch it close it may burn bright again
I beg you to come back today is there anything left I can say
[ trumpet ]
I beg you to come back today is there anything left I can say
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4.
LOVE'S GONE AWAY
(Phoebe Binkley - Bob Binkley)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI »
Love's gone away she never wanted to stay
Hours go by each one seem like a day when love's gone away
My eyes look but they don't see blinded by her memory
Bitter tears falling as I keep recalling how she took her love from me
Love's gone away...
My eyes look but they don't see...
Love's gone away...
Love's gone away...
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5.
BOUND FOR OLD MEXICO
(Jack Lebsock)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI »
True I wasn't born anywhere south of the border
And I'm not a native to old Mexico
But there's someone there makes my heart as though may to order
And it's fittingly proper through these eyes that love her so
If I could just write it off as mere fascination
Then the problems we face would die where they are and not grow
But my will's not contained in the thoughts little minds now are thinking
Oh I'm on my way to old Mexico
There are those who will shame us by openly showing rejection
But the game must be played in accordance to how the cards fall
And my life's not dependant on their kind of narrow affection
For the choice between them would be no choice at all
So the sound of the rails to my ears will be sweet sweet music
The longer I hear it the shorter the time we're apart
Soon I will see the span of the old Rio Grande lay before me
And the land that gave birth to the girl who now holds my heart
I'll be ridin' these same rails in the not too distant future
Life will be so complete for in this very seat soon I know
There'll be two and not one for love's will shall be done good Lord willin'
Oh I'm on my way to old Mexico to old Mexico to old Mexico
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6.
DON'T GO AWAY SENOR
(Jimmy Sweeney)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI »
In my wandering days I wandered south of the border
I ended up in a little Mexican town
Was there I met a lovely senorita
There she offered her heart if I promised I'd settle down
Love beyond compare eternally happy
This could have been but I just had to wander instead
As I rode away with tears in her eyes she was pleading
I can still see her tears I can still hear the words she said
Don't go away senor don't go away
Don't go away senor don't go away don't go away don't go away
Guess my wanderin' is through I just can't forget her
My love for her keeps hurting deep down within
There's nothing to do but ride back south of the border
And beg her forgiveness and never wander again
Don't go away senor...
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7.
GIRL WITH GARDENIAS IN HER HAIR
(Bob Tubert - Joy Byers)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI / Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP »
One starry night in a little town in old Mexico
I found my love down by the sea where soft trade winds blow
She came in the night with perfume that sweetened the air
And I lost my heart to the girl with gardenias in her hair
I glanced her way she smiled and my heart started to sing
She came into my arms and the night became a sweet magic thing
When I held her close I knew I'd follow her anywhere
And I lost my heart to the girl with gardenias in her hair
We shared through the night our love until the first light of dawn
Then one last kiss and like a whisper on the wind she was gone
I go each night to the places where she once spoke my name
Some call me fool they say I'm chasing only a dream
But I know one day I'll turn and suddenly she'll be there
And I'll spend my life with the girl with gardenias in her hair
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8.
IN THE VALLEY OF THE RIO GRANDE
(Ann Russell)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI / Unichappell Music, BMI / Elvis Presley Music, BMI »
In the valley of the Rio Grande is a brown eyed Mexican maiden I want to see
In the valley of the Rio Grande in a garden of roses she said she'd wait for me
To the valley of the Rio Grande I know I must go cause my heart tells me go again
If I stay any longer she may find another to love her
So tonight I must ride for the valley of the Rio Grande
I can see the candle in her window every night she said would brightly burn
I've been travelin' anywhere the wind blows but my heart tells me I must return
To the valley of the Rio Grande
As I ride I will pray that she waits there each day for me
Have I been gone too long will she still be there where I left her
In the garden that lies in the valley of the Rio Grande
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9.
MISSION IN GUADALAJARA
(Lee Emerson)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI »
Today was to be a day of fun and fiesta
The wedding day of Juan and lovely Vanessa
Inside the chapel only the padre remains
Everyone waited but Vanessa she never came
Oh only sorrow at the mission in Guadalajara
No fiesta no laughing no singing no wedding bells will be ringing
Only sorrow in Guadalajara
[ trumpet ]
And every year on that very same day in September
He lights a candle and prays that she will remember
Inside the chapel he begs the padre to stay
He swears Vanessa will surely be here today
Oh only sorrow at the mission...
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10.
CHAPEL BELLS CHIME
(Phoebe Binkley - Bob Binkley)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI »
Chapel bells chapel bells
Chapel bells a message of love you tell chapel bells ring sweetly tonight
All is well echo the chapel bells neath the spell of the moon's golden light
In my arms I hold you so close to me
And love flows so tenderly from your heart to mine
And as we whisper softly our words of love
Are echoing far above as chapel bells chime
Chapel bells a message of love...
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11.
SPANISH LULLABY
(Bill D. Johnson)
« © '67 Mariposa Music, BMI »
This my friends is an old Spanish lullaby
And it's been handed down from generation to generation
And in it a father is singing to his baby son
And he's telling him close your eyes little one and sleep
And dream while the angels watch over you
I will hold your hand and when you wake with the morning I'll still be here
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