It begins to tell,
'round midnight, midnight.
I do pretty well, till after sundown,
Suppertime I'm feelin' sad;
But it really gets bad,
Memories always start 'round midnight
Haven't got the heart to stand those memories,
When my heart is still with you,
And ol' midnight knows it, too.
When a quarrel we had needs mending,
Does it mean that our love is ending.
Darlin' I need you, lately I find
You're out of my heart,
And I'm out of my mind.
Let our hearts take wings'
'round midnight, midnight
Let the angels sing,
for your returning.
Till our love is safe and sound.
And old midnight comes around.
really gets bad
Round, Round, Round Midnight
Original jazz composition by Thelonious Monk, 1944. Lyrics by Bernie Hanighen, 1949
an alternative version of the same song:
When we finished setting up the exhibit of the Helena Woodworkers' Guild last week, we paused for a few minutes to admire the different pieces of excellent craftsmanship in the show.
Our opening reception was Friday evening, a smashing success, though I'm glad it's over. Took alot of effort to get to that point -- effort by many guild members and a few of their partners (like me.)
I maintain the guild's website as a favor to my husband, Tim, the current guild president. Naturally I'm proud of Tim's beautiful furniture.... but I am also impressed by the many other talented woodworkers we have in Helena, Montana -- a small city with a big arts culture. Their annual show just keeps getting better every year.
If you are interested in seeing some wonderful woodworking even if you can't make it to Helena during November to see it in person, please enjoy this slideshow of the exhibit on the Guild's website, Sawdust and Shavings, along with a collection of photos I shot during the reception. Comments are welcome either here or on Sawdust and Shavings. Thank you very much for looking. :)