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Patti and Joan transcend - Higher than the Moon
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- Subject: Patti and Joan transcend - Higher than the Moon
- From: L French <lrfrench>
- Date: Sun, 6 Jan 2008 23:09:12 -0800 (PST)
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I haven't heard Patti's New Year's Show yet, but it seems it will be very hard to top Patti's backing of Joan Osborne's performance the night before when she got her birthday wish, of having Osborne sing ST. TERESA. The perfomance is magical, as Patti provides backing vocals the like of which haven't been heard since the olden days of Blue Osyter Cults The Revenge of Veri Gemini.
You can watch it here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QceR-8XGfPg
SAINT TERESA Joan Osborne
PATTI: We are the girls of Kentucky
A young girl dreamed
She fell asleep with her head against a rock
And she dreamed of herself singing
Singing not only of the love in her heart
But the sorrows of her fellow man
And she sang the song
of Teresa
JOAN: Sit down on the corner, just a little climb
When I make my money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash
Way down in the hollow, leaving so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
PATTI: The sorrow hasnt spilled
Fill our hearts
JOAN: Just what I've been needing, feel it rise in me
She say every stone a story, like a rosary
Corner St. Teresa, just a little crime
When I make my money, got to get my dime
Way down in the hollow, leaving so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down the side street moving single file
She say: That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child
Way down in the hollow, leaving so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
You called up in the sky
You called up in the clouds
Is there something you forgot to tell me
tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
tell... me
Show me my Teresa, feel it rise in me
Every stone a story
like a rosary
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