I’m a huge Robert Cray fan and Some Rainy Morning is a great album. Here’s one of my favorite tracks from it, “Little Boy Big.” You don’t walk away from a good love….

Robert Cray — Little Boy Big (7.6MB)

So it’s all said and done
And you promised you wouldn’t do it again

Now where are you going?
You knocked on someone else’s door
And you jived and you told some great big old lies about it
Don’t you think they know you?

Why, when something goes wrong
Do you walk away from love
Just like it was nothing?

You hide, and then you move on
You don’t walk away from a good love
Nooo, little boy big

Now she begged and pleaded with ‘ya
Tried and she tried and she tried everything that she could

Could you feel it?
You got one more go round this time, little fella
You better take hold to it if you can
You know you’ve got to

Can you feel it?

You hide, when something goes wrong
Even if it’s just a little thing
That throws you off

Why can’t you be strong?
You don’t walk away from a good love
Noooo

Why, when something goes wrong
You turn your back on love
Just like it was nothing

You hide, and then you move on
You can’t walk away from a good love
Noo, little boy big

No, no
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Little boy big

With your hands in your pocket
You walk down the street singin’

La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Oh, little boy
Little boy big

I’m a big fan of Jules Styne and was reminded of his song, A Little Girl from Little Rock, during the recent Spitzer affair:

In her Park Avenue penthouse
She’s sophisticated and smart,
But a town down in the Ozarks
Is where she got her start.

She’s just a little girl from Little Rock
Who lived on the wrong side of the tracks,
But a gentleman took her out one night,
And after he taught her wrong from right,
She moved to the right side of the tracks.

Then someone broke her heart in Little Rock,
And she up and left old Arkansas.
Like a little lost lamb she roamed about,
She came to New York and she found out,
The one you call Daddy ain’t your pa.

She was young and determined,
She was wined and dined and ermine’d,
Every night opportunity would knock.

And some of these days in her fancy clothes,
She’s-a goin’ back home and thumb her nose
At the one who done her wrong,
The one who done her wrong,
The one who done her wrong in Little Rock.

For a kid from a small street
She did very well in Wall Street,
Although she never owned a share of stock.

And now that she’s known in the biggest banks,
She’s-a goin’ back home and give her thanks
To the one who done her wrong,
The one who done her wrong,
The one who done her wrong in Little Rock.

I’m glad that Terry Gross decided to include on her 20th Anniversary show a clip from Susannah McCorkle’s first Fresh Air concert. McCorkle sings If I Only Had a Heart, which always makes this tough guy cry when I hear her sing it.

When a girl’s an empty kettle
She should be on her mettle
And yet I’m torn apart.
Just because I’m presumin’
That I could be kind of human
If I only had a heart.

I’d be tender, I’d be gentle
And awful sentimental
Regarding love and art.
I’d be friends with the sparrows
And the boy that shoots the arrows
If I only had a heart.

Picture me, a balcony
Above a voice sings low

Wherefore art thou, Romeo?

I hear a beat, how sweet!

Just to register emotion
Jealousy, devotion
And really feel the part.
I would stay young and chipper
And I’d lock it with a zipper
If I only had a heart.

If I only had a heart.