Friday, February 11, 2005

Try a Little Tenderness

In my car this morning, Otis Redding's rich voice poured through my speakers.
He was singing my song...

Ooh she may be weary
And them young girls they do get weary
Wearing that same old shaggy dress
But when they get weary
try a little tenderness

You know she's waiting
Just anticipating
The thing that she'll never, never, possess, no, no
But while she's without it
Go to her and try just a little bit of tenderness

Oh, but it's one thing
It might be a bit sentimental yeah, yeah
She has - her greives and care
But the soft words are spoken so gentle
But, oh, that makes it, makes it easier to bear, yeah

You wont regret it
No no,
Them young girls they dont forget it
Love is their whole, whole happiness Yes, yes, yeah

And its all so easy
Come on and try
Try a little Tenderness
Yeah Try
Just keep on trying

You've got to love her
Squeeze her
Don't tease her

Make love
Hold her tight
Just, just try a little tenderness
Thats all you gotta do
You've gotta hold her tight

One more time
You've got to love her
Hold her
Don't tease her
Never leave her
Make love to her
Hold her, man

Try a little tenderness
God have mercy now

All you've gotta do
Love her
You've gotta hold her
Don't squeeze her
Never leave her

You gotta now, now, now

Watch it, tell everybody
Try a little tenderness

You gotta make love
Don't tease her
Never leave her
Rub her down
Smooth her, soothe her
Move her
Love her
Rub her
Gotta gotta, sock it to her
Try some tenderness

Oh yeah
Little tendernes
Gotta, lord you gotta hold her
Squeeze her

Never leave her


Scoot said...

And you were singin' along at the top of your lungs, weren't you? Admit it!

Laurie said...

You betcha!