UP PARK CAMP (JA DREAMING)

When I used to go to school

You know they taught me the golden rule

They say: "Son you better know yourself

Because in times to come it's going to be dread"

An' now me gone a Up Park Camp

Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp

An' now me gone a Up Park Camp

Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp

Why didn't I take their advice?

If I did, I would be living in style

God knows I wasn't born to be wild

An' now me gone a Up Park Camp

Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp

An' now me gone a Up Park Camp

Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp

John Holt: Up Park Camp b/w Version (Link)

Days like today, 3 a.m.'s like this,  I long for 1000 Volts of Holt.

Against The Tide

 

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not the kind of man 
Who gives up just like that.

It's not the things you do 
That really hurts me bad
But it's the way you do the things
You do to me
I'm not the kind of man 
Who gives up just like that.

Every man wants you to be his girl
But I'll wait my dear 'till it's my turn
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one, Number one.

NOTE:  I think Blondie did an excellent job with The Tide Is High, but of course nothing beats the sound and sense of The Paragons’ original, which speaks simply, symbolically and deeply.  Forty-five years old now, John Holt’s words and voice (lifted by Howard Barrett and Tyrone Evans’), and “White Rum” Raymond’s  violin, make this song a destination, a refuge and a reminder.  It works for prom season too.  The top photograph, Thursdays High Tide,  was taken by Jason Cimenski.   The second photo shows high tide at Scarborough North Bay, East Yorkshire and is the work of This Charming Man.  The bottom picture was taken by Geraint Smith at Portcawl, South Wales.


The Paragons: The Tide Is High (link)