Текст песни Jenny Brown

Spoken:

Tommy:

My brother, my brother and myself have banded together

In an organization, an organization called the siblings.

A small crawling animal, the point is, my brother and myself are starting...

Dick:

What Tommy is trying to say is we are planning on trying to change our

Type of music and change the direction in which we want to sing

We want to sing more to the teenagers, teenage love songs,

Passionate songs, because teenagers need to understand they are in

A very difficult time of life

And there's a lot of people who sing just for teenagers

And they are very very successful

Tommy:

The Beatles are they...

Dick:

They are as successful as you can get

Tommy:

And they have Beatle wigs

Dick:

Right

Tommy:

And if you and I ever get that popular we couldn't have Smothers' wigs

Dick:

No we could

Tommy:

Because of our hairline, so we are going to have plastic ears

Dick:

Tommy why don't you tell them the song we would like to try and

Launch this new career with.

Tommy:

Our new career will be launched with a song, a teenage song,

A teenage song capturing the extremes of the emotional spectrum of excitement.

First, the song has the unhappiness and the tragedy, and the end of the world feeling

Which a teenage love, or a young person's love when it goes wrong, it has it's

Unhappiness which knows no bounds and knows no depths of sorrow and pain.

On the other extreme, we have elation, happiness, the teenage love is never a middle

Of the road thing, but the extremes, this song featuring my brother and myself will

Feature his lyric voice, the compassion he has gained...

Dick:

Through bitter experience

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Through bitter experience, my brother will sing now the tragic yet beautiful story of

The lovely teen angel.

Dick:

No, that's not the name of the song

Tommy:

The lovely teen angel, Jenny Brown. Passionate form, vivacious eyes sparkling alive.

... Screwed up...

Nobody's perfect.

Singing:

As I was walking by the shore,

I happened there to see,

A woman's form a-lyin' there,

As still as still could be.

The dress she wore was gingham blue,

Her hair all tumbled down;

It might have been my own true love,

My sweetheart Jenny Brown.

Her face was turned into the sand

Was who, I couldn't tell

But on her hand was a high school ring

A ring I knew too well

My heart stood still, I grasped her arm

And then I turned her round

Alas it was my own true love

My sweetheart Jenny Brown

Spoken:

Oh Jenny... Brown

Why did I treat you cru-el

Gosh wizz Jenny, there was tears in your eyes

And you ran away from me and now here I find you

On the beach all still and sandy

And flies and stuff

Singing:

I stared into her loving face

A face that used to clown

I saw one eye a-flicker

Then wink and open round

Ha ha she laughed, then jumped up tall

"I'll bet you thought I'd drowned."

What a rotten sense of humor,

Has my sweetheart Jenny Brown.