Lyrics to Caravan
Now, the caravan is on it's way
I can hear the merry gypsy play
Mama-mama-mama-mama
Mama-mama-mama, look at Emma Rose
Emma Rose, Emmy Rose
She's a-playin with the short wave radio
And the caravan has all my friends, all my friends
And they stay me until, until the bitter
Gypsy Robin a Sweet Emma Rose, huh!
Tell me ev'rything, ev'rything I need to know
La-da-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Turn up your radio
And let me hear that song
Switch on your electric light
Then we can get down
To what is really wrong
How long 'till I hold you in my arms
So I can, so I can feel you
Sweet lady of the night?
I shall and I will reveal you
Help you with, huh!
Turn it up, turn it up
Li'l bit higher, radio
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
So you know it's got soul
La-da-da, la-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
La-da, da-da, da-da
Da-da-da
Jack, blow!
(instrumental & sax solo - Jack Schroer)
And the caravan is painted red and white
That means ev'rybody's staying overnight, overnight
And the barefoot gypsy boy
'Round the campfire, sing an' play
And the woman tells us of her ways
La-da-da-da, la-da-da
La-la-la-la
Da-dat-da-dat
Dat-dat-dat-dat, da-da-da
Turn up your radio
And let-a me, let-a me hear the song
Switch on your electric light
How long 'till I hold you in my arms
So I can, so I can feel you
Sweet lady, sweet lady of the night?
I shall and I will reveal you
Help you with
Turn it up, turn it up
Li'l bit higher, radio
Turn it up, so you know
It's got soul, it's got soul
So you know
So you know it's got
Soul
(instrumental - sax, violin solo w/ audience clapping)
Da-da-da, da-dat
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-dum
Nathan Rubin on violin, please (audience claps)
Da-da-da-da, n-da-da
Left of the string section we have, Terry Adams on cello'
Nancy Ellis, on Violo
Tom Halpin, on Violin
(instrumental with trumpet, sax & piano solos)
And we have, Jeff Labes, on piano
Ladies and gentlemen, please
Left to right we have
Bill Atwood on trumpet
oh
Brother, Jack Schroer, on saxaphones
John Platania on guitar
David Hayes on bass
Dahaud Shaar on drums
So, ya know it's got soul
I'm tryin' to tell ya
Baby! Baby!
Baby! Baby!
Baby! Baby!
Baby! Huh!
So ya know it's got 100% soul
Take it one time there
Baby! Baby!
Baby! Baby! Ba!
Wah-wah-wah-wah
So ya know it's got
Nothin' but soul in it
Nothin' but
Now for the best
And later for the garbage
So you know
It's got
Soul-woh-woh-woh-woh-woul
Woul-woul-woul-woul-woul-woul
Turn it up!
So ya know
So ya know it's got
Soul, baby
Baby, I don't wanna go
Time, baby
Jerry Labes, got soul
Don't you know?
Don't you know it's got
Tell 'em one more
Tell 'em one more
Time, baby
Tell 'em one more
Tell 'em one.
(instrumental to end)
I can hear the merry gypsy play
Mama-mama-mama-mama
Mama-mama-mama, look at Emma Rose
Emma Rose, Emmy Rose
She's a-playin with the short wave radio
And the caravan has all my friends, all my friends
And they stay me until, until the bitter
Gypsy Robin a Sweet Emma Rose, huh!
Tell me ev'rything, ev'rything I need to know
La-da-da-da, la-da-da
La-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Turn up your radio
And let me hear that song
Switch on your electric light
Then we can get down
To what is really wrong
How long 'till I hold you in my arms
So I can, so I can feel you
Sweet lady of the night?
I shall and I will reveal you
Help you with, huh!
Turn it up, turn it up
Li'l bit higher, radio
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
So you know it's got soul
La-da-da, la-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
La-da, da-da, da-da
Da-da-da
Jack, blow!
(instrumental & sax solo - Jack Schroer)
And the caravan is painted red and white
That means ev'rybody's staying overnight, overnight
And the barefoot gypsy boy
'Round the campfire, sing an' play
And the woman tells us of her ways
La-da-da-da, la-da-da
La-la-la-la
Da-dat-da-dat
Dat-dat-dat-dat, da-da-da
Turn up your radio
And let-a me, let-a me hear the song
Switch on your electric light
How long 'till I hold you in my arms
So I can, so I can feel you
Sweet lady, sweet lady of the night?
I shall and I will reveal you
Help you with
Turn it up, turn it up
Li'l bit higher, radio
Turn it up, so you know
It's got soul, it's got soul
So you know
So you know it's got
Soul
(instrumental - sax, violin solo w/ audience clapping)
Da-da-da, da-dat
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-dum
Nathan Rubin on violin, please (audience claps)
Da-da-da-da, n-da-da
Left of the string section we have, Terry Adams on cello'
Nancy Ellis, on Violo
Tom Halpin, on Violin
(instrumental with trumpet, sax & piano solos)
And we have, Jeff Labes, on piano
Ladies and gentlemen, please
Left to right we have
Bill Atwood on trumpet
oh
Brother, Jack Schroer, on saxaphones
John Platania on guitar
David Hayes on bass
Dahaud Shaar on drums
So, ya know it's got soul
I'm tryin' to tell ya
Baby! Baby!
Baby! Baby!
Baby! Baby!
Baby! Huh!
So ya know it's got 100% soul
Take it one time there
Baby! Baby!
Baby! Baby! Ba!
Wah-wah-wah-wah
So ya know it's got
Nothin' but soul in it
Nothin' but
Now for the best
And later for the garbage
So you know
It's got
Soul-woh-woh-woh-woh-woul
Woul-woul-woul-woul-woul-woul
Turn it up!
So ya know
So ya know it's got
Soul, baby
Baby, I don't wanna go
Time, baby
Jerry Labes, got soul
Don't you know?
Don't you know it's got
Tell 'em one more
Tell 'em one more
Time, baby
Tell 'em one more
Tell 'em one.
(instrumental to end)
Songwriters: MORRISON, VAN
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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