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Strange Meadowlark lyrics
What a strange meadow lark
to be singing oh so sweetly in the park
tonight.
All alone meadow lark
are you dreaming of the moons that burned so bright
and of love in flight?
Can't you sleep meadow lark?
Is there nothing left but whistling in the dark
so sad?
Was it love meadow lark?
Were the songs you sang last summer crazy mad?
Think of all you had.
A quiet nest up in the clouds where the soft winds blow.
Far from all the noisy crowds where the earthbound go.
Your wings have pressed against a star --
boundless were the skies.
You may have flown too high too far --
love is seldom wise.
Don’t you see meadow lark
though you try your call won’t turn another lark
in flight?
He has gone meadow lark.
You can sing your song until the dawn brings light --
sing with all your might. . . .
Don’t you see meadow lark
though you try your call won't turn another lark
in flight?
He has gone meadow lark.
You can sing your song until the dawn brings light.
Sing with all your might.
Sing away the dark . . . little meadow lark, meadow lark, meadow lark.
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Rodney 0 points
I found your site some days ago and sent this -- the lyrics for the Brubeck song "Strange Meadow Lark." Findng it again, I see no lyrics here, yet I was under the impression that you requested. Am I mistaken?
-rgh of Minnesota
Strange Meadow Lark
What a strange meadow lark
to be singing oh so sweetly in the park
tonight.
All alone meadow lark
are you dreaming of the moons that burned so bright
and of love in flight?
Can't you sleep meadow lark?
Is there nothing left but whistling in the dark
so sad?
Was it love meadow lark?
Were the songs you sang last summer crazy mad?
Think of all you had.
A quiet nest up in the clouds where the soft winds blow.
Far from all the noisy crowds where the earthbound go.
Your wings have pressed against a star --
boundless were the skies.
You may have flown too high too far --
love is seldom wise.
Don’t you see meadow lark
though you try your call won’t turn another lark
in flight?
He has gone meadow lark.
You can sing your song until the dawn brings light --
sing with all your might. . . .
Don’t you see meadow lark
though you try your call won't turn another lark
in flight?
He has gone meadow lark.
You can sing your song until the dawn brings light.
Sing with all your might.
Sing away the dark . . . little meadow lark, meadow lark, meadow lark.
NOTE: After searching the Internet and coming up without, I realized I had these "Strange Meadow Lark" lyrics all the time! I played the record which I've had since its release ca.196o, and I copied them as I heard them. I'm quite sure of the accuracy because Carmen McRae sings clearly. I hadn't remembered this, but I'm reminded that Dave Brubeck's wife is credited with the lyrics for the tune he seems to have written. I do like this song! -Rodney Hatle, Owatonna, MN
From the album TONIGHT ONLY! The Dave Brubeck Quartet -Guest Star Carmen McRae
Strange Meadow Lark (2:38) recorded in New York City on September 9, 1960
"Strange Meadow Lark," based on the notes of the meadow lark call, was originally an instrumental in the Quartet’s lively experiments-in-rhythm album, Time Out. Lyrics by Mrs. Brubeck explain the plight of a poor meadow lark who had to sing the blues after her mate flew south.