My Early Songs: Part 2

Mostly Love Songs

Wednesday, July 31, 2013


Wednesday, July 31, 2013
My Early Songs: Part 2


My Early Songs

Part 2 of 3

By

Francis William Bessler


July 31st, 2013


 

I Care For You

Written 1970

 

I love you more than anyone can tell.

I love you more than the horseman, his trail.

I love you more than the blue bird that sings

loves to fly with his beautiful wings.

I love you, I love you, believe me, my Sweet.

I care for you, can't you see?

I care so much, can't you see?

 

I love you more than Grampa, his chair.

I love you more than Jell-O, it's jell.

I love you more than the Frenchman who dines

loves his dinner and evening wines.

I care for you, can't you see?

I care so much, can't you see?

 

I love you more than a snowstorm, it's gail.

I love you more than the farmer, his dell.

I love you more than the kitten that purrs

loves to keep clean her fine soft fur.

I care for you, can't you see?

I care so much, can't you see?

 

BRIDGE:

More than the sun loves the day

and the stars love the night.

More than the youngster

loves to fly his kite.

More than the deaf man loves his sight.

My love for you is more

than all these entwined.

 

I love you more than anyone can tell.

I love you more than the monk loves his cell.

I love you more than the angels above

love their one and engulfing love.

I care for you, can't you see?

I care so much, can't you see?

 

 

T'is A Pleasure

Written 1970

 

T'is a pleasure to give.

T'is a pleasure to receive.

T'is a pleasure to live

and always to dream.

 

T'is a pleasure to fish.

T'is a pleasure to swim.

T'is a pleasure to wish

that this were the weekend.

 

T'is a pleasure to volley.

T'is a pleasure to bowl.

T'is a pleasure to dally

and be a merry soul.

 

T'is a pleasure to pet.

T'is a pleasure to hold.

T'is a pleasure to get

until she says, No!

 

Ah yes, T'is a pleasure,

T'is a pleasure,

T'is a pleasure.

 

 

I Don't Want

Written 1970

 

I don't want my woman to be sad.

I don't want my woman to be mad.

So, what am I going to do about it?

I'm going to smile and kiss her lips

cause I don't want my woman to be sad.

 

I don't want my woman to be lonely.

I don't want my woman to find me phony.

So, I'm going to take her in my arms

and do my best to keep her from harm

cause I don't want my woman to be lonely.

 

BRIDGE:

Life is too good to waste it

in argument and debate.

More than often there is no winning side

but this is found out too late.

Love is too precious to be exchanged

for hate and strife

especially if those who make the trade

are man and wife.

 

I don't want to hear my woman cry.

I don't wish to see tears in her eyes.

So, I'm going to make her love grow

and to protect her, I won't be slow

cause I don't want to hear my woman cry.

 

I don't want to see my woman hurt.

I don't want to let her feel like dirt.

So, I'm going to be as good a man as I can be

to love my woman fully is my guarantee

cause I don't want to see my woman hurt.

No, I won't often see my woman hurt.

 

 

I'm Looking Forward

Written 1971

 

I'm looking forward to the day.

I'm looking forward to the day

and the moment

that I can hold you,

that I can kiss you,

and show you that I love you

in - pray -

so many different ways.

 

I'm looking forward to the time.

I'm looking forward to the time

and the instant

that I can hug you,

that I can feel you,

and prove to you that I love you

in -sigh - so many different kinds.

 

BRIDGE:

There had never been a girl

in my life

that I have wanted to be my wife -

until I chanced upon your beauty

and set upon you

as my fortune and proud duty.

 

I'm looking forward to the nights.

I'm looking forward to the nights

and the noons

that I can bless you,

that I will need you,

and tell you that I'm glad

in - my - so many different lights.

 

 

Anita

Written 1971

 

Anita, my sweet little child,

I'm loving you all the while

I'm holding you close in my arms

and enjoying your sweet little charms.

 

Anita, my pretty girl,

my love for you unfurls.

I'm trying to be a good daddy

and make your mommy happy.

 

Anita, as you are growing,

it's good that I am knowing

my love for you is strong

so your hurts won't be very long.

 

Anita, I'll always be near

when life causes you tears,

but more than that, my love,

you can always count on my love.

 

Anita, my pretty princess,

you're gaining a lot of finesse.

Soon, you'll end being a baby

and blossom into a fine young lady.

 

So, Anita, my sweet little child,

I'm loving you all the while

I'm holding you close in my arms

and enjoying your sweet little charms.

 

 

Don't Know If

Written Feb, 1971

 

REFRAIN:

Don't know if I've ever felt this way.

Don't know if I've ever seen such a happy day.

Don't know if I'll ever do these things again.

Don't know and don't care -

this moment's my only end.

 

They say that things that happen

at a rate that's very fast

are happenings with ties

that simply cannot last.

Well, I'm not one to believe

everything I hear.

Not to love because of fear

is something I cannot bear.

Refrain -

with second line:

My mind is muddled now by

the excitement of this day.

 

There is nothing more important now

than holding you in my arms

to caress you dearly

and embrace all your charms.

As God gave me the power to love,

that's what I intend to do.

This moment means all -

though I pray -

tomorrow, I'll still be loving you.

Refrain (twice)

 

 

Twinge At My Heart

Written in March, 1971;

Modified with three additional verses: 7/05/2013

See additional verses in my previous blog

called An Old (and New) Patriotic Song.

 

REFRAIN:

There's a twinge at my heart

when I see Old Glory -

waving so proud and so free;

and I wonder how many times

it's told the story

of courage and valor and gallantry.

 

Several hundred years ago

this nation was founded

on the principle of freedom for all.

Although it's had many trials,

in justice, it still stands tall.  Refrain.

 

This nation is a land

of believers.

Our lives in the hands of Fortune we entrust.

There is no country greater -

America, the land of the just.

Refrain.

 

Onward we shall march

as soldiers,

armed with our armor for peace.

Let us march strong -

Americans, united in Freedom's Dream.

Refrain.

 

Wherever there's a challenge

for tomorrow,

as long as we believe we are right,

we will stand firm -

Americans - united in Freedom's Light.

Refrain.

 

Oh, How Natural Things Are!

Written July, 1971

 

The night is dark and the day is light

and it takes a breeze to fly a kite.

Oh, how natural things are!

The oceans are deep and the glaciers are cold.

The soldier trembles, though he is bold.

Oh, how natural things are!

 

BRIDGE 1:

I've wondered so long how our love could be so strong -

how all can be well and nothing wrong -

as long as our love is sensual

and how no matter what our trials and sorrows,

we always look joyfully toward tomorrow.

I guess it's because our love is natural.

 

The sky is blue and the grass is green

and men throughout the world want to be free.

Oh, how natural things are!

The rivers flow and the flowers bloom

and man has always wanted the moon.

Oh, how natural things are!

 

BRIDGE 2:

Our friendship has been true from the start.

We've lived and loved happy as larks

and our lives have been so casual.

Though we have our troubles

and have our pains,

we still manage to swing and sway;

and that's because our love is natural.

 

We work through the day and we caress at night

and our companionship is oh so right.

Oh, how natural things are!

I am  your husband and you are my wife

and that's how it will be throughout our lives.

Oh, how natural things are!

Yes, oh, how natural things are!

- TO BE CONTINUED -