30-Minute Music Hour

rhythm and blues music

Are you kidding me? I'm Andy Moore, it's "30 Minute Music Hour"! This is "Don't Mess With Cupid"! One, two, three, four.

"I Can't Turn You Loose"

rhythm and blues music

I can't turn you loose now I'm in love with the prettiest thing, girl No, I can't never turn you loose now Cuz of all the sweet love that you bring, girl No, I can't turn you loose to nobody I love you baby, yes I do now My hip shakin' mama, I told ya I'm in love with only you, girl Now do it baby, why don't ya I'll give you everything that you want Gotta, gotta Gotta keep on holdin' on Never gonna turn you loose Gotta keep a grip on you, babe Yeah! I can't turn you loose now I'm in love with the prettiest thing, girl No, I never, never turn you loose, girl Cuz of all the sweet love that you bring, girl No, I can't turn you loose to nobody I love you baby, yes I do now My hip shakin' mama, I told ya I'm in love with only you, girl Now do it baby, why don't ya I'll give you everything that you want Gotta, gotta Gotta keep on holdin' on Never gonna turn you loose Gotta keep a grip on you, babe Hey All right All right All right Baby, I feel it You feel it Gotta keep on holdin' on I'm never gonna turn you loose Now baby, do it Do it, why don't ya Baby, now do it Do it, why don't ya So (So) So ho (So ho) So (So) So ho (So ho) You gotta (Gotta) Gotta (Gotta) Gotta (Gotta) Gotta (Gotta) So (So) So ho (So ho) So (So) So (So) I gotta keep on holdin' on I'm never gonna turn you loose I gotta keep a grip on you, babe I'm never gonna turn you loose One, two, three, four Gotta keep on holdin' on Never gonna turn you loose Gotta keep a grip on you, babe Hey! All right! Hey! All right! You feel it, you feel it Now baby I feel it, I feel it I gotta keep holdin' on I'm never gonna turn you loose I gotta keep a grip on you, babe I'm never gonna turn you loose Baby, do it Do it, why don't ya Baby, now do it Do it, why don't ya So (So) So ho (So ho) So (So) So ho (So ho) Gotta (Gotta) Gotta (Gotta) Gotta (Gotta) Gotta (Gotta) I gotta keep holdin' on I'm never gonna turn you loose I gotta keep a grip on you, babe I'm never gonna-- One, two

yelling

Gotta keep holdin' on Gotta keep on holdin' on I'm never gonna turn you loose Gotta keep a grip on you, babe Hey! All right! Hey!

music tempo slowing

Baby You feel it, I feel it I gotta keep on holdin' on I'm never gonna turn you loose I gotta keep a grip on you, babe I'm never gonna turn you loose Oh babe, hey, ey, ey! Hey! Good God! Gotta keep on holdin' on Now baby To you

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One, two, three

"I Got the Will"

rhythm and blues music

Girl I used to love Up and left me Tryin' to get her back She won't accept me, no Well I got the will But I can't find my way now Oh no And this is what she told me I know you need me baby I really love you honey I got to see I got to, got to have you now Oh baby, I got the will But I can't find my way now Oh no And this is what she told me You got the will, girl You got the power now You got everything Lord have mercy now Every second baby Every minute honey Every hour I'm always thinkin' of you Now baby, I got the will But I can't find my way now Oh no And this is what she told me I know you need me baby Really love you honey I got to see I got to, got to have you now Now baby, I got the will But I can't find my way now Oh no And this is what she told me You got the will son You got the power now You got everything Lord have mercy now

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Baby, baby You know I need you Baby, baby You know I love you now Oh baby, I got the will But I can't find my way now Oh no And this is what she told me I know you need me baby I really love you honey I got to see I got to, got to have you now Oh baby, I got the will But I can't find my way now Oh no And this is what she told me You got the will son You got the power now You got everything Lord have mercy now Lord have mercy now Lord have mercy now Lord have mercy now

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Mr. Pitiful

One, two, three, four

rhythm and blues music

How ya doing Wisconsin Public Television? They call me Mr. Pitiful Baby, that's my name now, oh yeah They call me Mr. Pitiful Most every place I go But nobody seems to understand now How a man can sing such a sad song, oh yeah When he lost everything yeah When he lost everything that he had, yeah They call me Mr. Pitiful And this everybody knows now Well, ho yeah They call me Mr. Pitiful Most every place I go Nobody seems to understand now How a man can sing such a sad song When he lost everything yeah When he lost everything that he had, yeah

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How can I explain to you? Somebody having to feel so very blue, yeah How can I tell you about my past? When all things won't end Mr. Pitiful, baby Ho That's my name now Ho yeah They call me Mr. Pitiful Most every place I go But nobody seems to understand now How a man can sing such a sad song, oh yeah When he lost everything When he lost everything that he had, yeah Everything is going wrong I've got to sing these sad, sad songs to get back to her And I want you And I want you And I want you I wanna tell everybody What's going on in my mind They call me Mr. Pitiful That's my name now, oh yeah Mr. Pitiful, oh yeah Come on Hey!

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It feels good!

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This one's called "Hard to Handle."

electric guitar riff

horns join in

Baby, here I am I'm a man on the scene I can give you what you want But you got to go home with me I've got some good old loving And I got some more in store When I get through throwing it on you You got to come back for more Toys and things that come by the dozen That ain't nothing but drug store loving Pretty little thing, let me light your candle Cause mama, I'm so hard to handle now Yessir'am

horns

Action speaks louder than words I'm a man with a great experience I know you got you another man But I can love you better than him Take my hand, don't be afraid I wanna prove every word I say I'm advertising love for free So won't you place your ad with me? Boys and things that come by the dozen But that ain't nothing but ten cent loving Pretty little thing, let me light your candle Cause mama, I'm so hard to handle now Yessir'am

flourish by horns and drums

Baby, here I am I'm a man on the scene I can give you what you want But you got to go home with me Take my hand, don't be afraid I wanna prove every word I say I'm advertising love for free So won't you place your ad with me? Boys and things that come by the dozen That ain't nothing but ten cent loving Pretty little thing, let me light your candle Cause mama, I'm so hard to handle now Yessir'am

flourish by horns and drums

Come on baby Give it to me I got to have it Good old loving baby I got to have it But I'm too hard to handle But I'm too hard to handle But I'm too hard to handle Come on babe Hey yeah All right Come on Hey!

ending notes on cymbals

All right!

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"Respect"

It feels good.

bluesy horn music

percussion joins in

What you want Honey, you got it What you need Now baby, you got it All I'm askin' is for a little respect when I come home now Hey hey, hey hey, yeah Oh yeah! Pretty little girl Sweeter than honey I'm about to give you baby, all my money All I'm askin' is for a little respect when I come home now Hey hey, hey hey, yeah Oh hey! Sweet little girl Sweeter than honey I'm about to give you baby, all my money All I'm askin' is for a little respect when I come home now Hey hey, hey hey, yeah Oh yeah! Sweet little girl Sweeter than honey I'm about to give you baby, all my money All I'm askin' is for a little respect when I come home Hey hey, hey hey, yeah Respect is what I want, baby Respect is what I need, baby Respect is what I want Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it Respect is what I want, baby Respect is what I need, baby Come on, come on Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it Everyday, come on band, yeah Hey!

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All right!

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Thank you. Thank you.

"Pain in My Heart"

One, two, three

slow, bluesy horn music

Pain in my heart She's treating me cold Where can my baby be? Lord, no one knows Little pain in my heart Now just won't let me be Where can my baby be? Lord, where can she be now? Another day Again it's rough I said I want you to come back Come back, come back, my baby I've had enough Oh yeah A little, a little pain in my heart Just won't let me be I wake up, I wake up at restless nights Lord, Lord and I can't even sleep Oh yeah, oh yeah Somebody, somebody, somebody Stop this little pain in my heart, yeah Ho! Stop this, stop this little pain in my, in my heart Another day As again it's rough I said I want you to love me, love me, love me, love me baby 'Till I get enough, oh yeah Somebody, somebody, somebody Stop this little pain Stop this, stop this, stop this little pain in my heart Oh yeah, hey! Somebody, somebody Somebody stop this little pain in my heart Somebody, somebody, stop this little pain in my heart Stop this, stop this little pain In my heart now, baby

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Thank y'all. Thank y'all. The Otis Redding love is out there in the world. We're doing this for y'all. We're doing it for Wisconsin Public Television. This song's called "My Girl." I have a three-month-old baby at home Her name's Lilly Etta. I want to dedicate this song to her and my beautiful partner at home. This song's called "My Girl."

midtempo rhythm and blues

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day And when it's cold outside, now baby I've got the month of May Oh yeah, oh yeah I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way? It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song, now baby Than the birds in the trees Ho, ho yeah I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way? It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Ooooh Come on band, y'all ready? One, two, three, hey!

loud horn music

Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Aww, aww, aww, now baby Now I don't need no money, baby Fortune or fame, now baby 'Cause I've got, I got all the riches, baby One good man could ever claim Ho, ho yeah Sing it now I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way? It's my girl Talkin' 'bout-- Come on band, ready? Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout, Talkin' 'bout, ma, ta ma, ta ma, ta ma, ta ma, my, my girl Now baby I've got the-- I've even got the-- The sunshine on a cloudy day with my girl I've even got the month of May with my girl Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout my girl Ooooh Talkin' 'bout my girl

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Thank y'all. We're "Don't Mess With Cupid." We're from Madison, Wisconsin. This is our title track.

"Don't Mess With Cupid"

electric guitar

You must have thought my love was for fun, honey You tried to spend it like a dollar, huh You got the right string, baby But your yo-yo is the wrong color I say it, baby Don't mess with Cupid Cupid, he's ain't stupid Don't mess with Cupid Cupid, he's ain't stupid, now baby You thought my love was just a rug on the floor, honey Just to walk on and nothing more You just don't seem to understand Now baby, I'm a-- I'm a-- I'm a full grown man Don't mess with Cupid Cupid, he ain't stupid Don't mess with Cupid Now Cupid, he ain't stupid Now baby, oh no! Oh no, baby! Hold on! Ho! Yo baby! When I look for you, you're never home Like a lamp, you turn me off and on But like a shade that dims the light When it's open, I can't-- I can't-- I can't do nothing right Don't mess with Cupid Say it now Cupid, he's ain't stupid Don't mess with Cupid Cupid, he's ain't stupid Come on! Don't mess with Cupid Cupid, he's ain't stupid Don't mess with Cupid Hey babe! Cupid, he's ain't stupid Baby, oh no! Ho, ho! Oh good God, oh good God! Hey! Come on! Hey! Don't go messing with Cupid, now baby

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All right.

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Thanks again.

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We got one more tune for you. I don't know if you guys know this but we tragically lost Otis Redding 50 years ago in Madison, Wisconsin. We lost not only a legend but I feel like one of our dear friends of this world, in our music world. He was our prince and we love him. We love playing his music. Thank y'all for listening. This one's called "Sitting on the Dock of the Bay."

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slow, bluesy music

Sittin' in the morning sun I'll be sittin' when the evening comes Just watching the ships roll in And then I watch 'em roll away again, oh Lord Sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away Ooh yeah Just sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time I left my home in Georgia Now headed for the Frisco Bay Cuz I have nothing to live for And look like nothing's gonna come my way So I'm just gon' sit on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh yeah Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time Looks like nothing's gonna change Everything still remains the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same, listen Sittin' here resting my bones And this loneliness won't leave me alone, oh Lord Two thousand miles I roam Just to make this dock my home So I'm just gon' sit on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh yeah Sittin' on the-- To the bridge one more time band To the bridge one more time y'all Ho yeah! Ho! Looks like nothing's gonna change Everything still remains the same, hey Now I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same, listen Sittin' here resting my, my bones And this loneliness won't, won't ever leave you alone, oh Lord Two thousand miles I roam Just to make this dock my home Here in the studio sing it one more time. Sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away Ooh yeah Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time Jamie Kember eveybody!

melodic whistling

melodic whistling

So we're "Don't Mess with Cupid." This is Matt Joyce on the guitar. Todd Phipps on the Hammond organ. Joey Banks on the drums. Phil Lyons on the bass. James Cowan on the tamborine, Mr. Tamborine Man. Jamie Kember, our horn section leader. Andrew Traverse on the trumpet. Jonathan Hoel on the saxophone. I'm Kevin Willmott II. We want to thank y'all for sticking around and listening to your beautiful PBS network. Thank you.

melodic whistling

Oh yeah

melodic whistling

Take us home Todd. Ho!

solo on Hammond organ

Hey! Thank you, have a good night. Thank you Andy Moore. Thank you all the camera people, our producers. We love you. Good night!

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