Volume 3, Number 219
 
'There's a Jewish story everywhere'
 

December 17, 2009

Thursdays with the songs of Hal Wingard, z"l


SAN DIEGO–Following are songs that Hal wrote in celebration of his enduring love for Eileen, with whom he would have celebrated a 57th anniversary on December 21. To hear previous songs recorded by Hal, please click here. To hear the songs below, click on the title above the lyrics.



194— Ensenada
214B—Therapy
59—The Joy of Love

194,  Ensenada

Ensenada by day. . .
As we stroll on the shore of the bay,
Tiny waves singing songs as they play
Hide and seek with the shore.
     What a bore!

Ensenada by night. . .
As we watch in the bar's laser light,
Painted ladies and sailors unite
In erotic dance mood.
     Oh, how crude!

Ensenada by dawn. . .
All the boats with their nets now are gone,
Leaving seagulls to caw, winging on
In the wind, playing tag.
     What a drag!

Ensenada, twilight. . .
Mariachis  sing praise at the sight,
As the bay goes to sleep for the night,
Not a sound of a gull.
     Oh, how dull!

But now we are home. . .
And we swear we will never more roam.

We're in love with our tinsel and chrome

And the sterilized smell.
     Gee, it's swell!

So, we're gonna stay
Right at home ev'ry night, ev'ry day.
You will never ever get us away.
Ensenada we'll see
     On our T.V.!

Ensenada by night. . .
As we watch in the bar's laser light,
Painted ladies and sailors unite
As they dance on the floor.
     What a bore!

 

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214B, Therapy

Tender we touch as the morn dawns bright,
After a long love-filled night.
     Still feeling a glow,
     The two of us know
The new day will turn out just right.

For loving's the best kind of therapy.                         
On this all the experts agree.
     It strengthens your heart.
     It sets you apart,
And makes you the best you can be.

So, if you are angry or feeling low,                            
Bemoaning your sad status quo,
     It's never a crime
     To spend lots of time
In loving to make troubles go.

For loving's the best kind of therapy.                         
On this all the experts agree.
     It strengthens your heart.
     It sets you apart,
And makes you the best you can be.

59, The Joy of Love

The storm has passed,
And passion's through.
In peaceful joy
I lie with you.
I lie with you
In loving peace                                   
And feel the joy
Of love increase.

The joy of love
When passion's done
Joins two in love
To feel as one.
To feel as one,
The way we do,                                  
Brings me the joy
Of loving you.

The storm has passed,
And passion's through.
In peaceful joy
I lie with you.
I lie with you
In loving peace                                   
And feel the joy
Of love increase.

(c) Estate of Hal Wingard; To Eileen, April 24, 1979              

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