Steve Barton – Only for a While

01 Someone Like You 2:39 Petula Clark / Dee Shipman
02 Beloved with Sadie Nine 3:44 Roger Webb / Dee Shipman
03 Glory featuring Dee Shipman, Nigel Williams and Roger Webb 7:11 Roger Webb / Dee Shipman
04 Puttin on the Ritz 2:33 Irving Berlin
05 I’ve Got You Under My Skin 2:21 Cole Porter
06 Jackie 3:14 Jacques Brel / Gérard Jouannest / Mort Shuman
07 The Port of Amsterdam 3:31 Jacques Brel / Mort Shuman
08 Scotch & Soda 1:45 Dave Guard
09 It’s De-Lovely 1:22 Cole Porter
10 If You Go Away (Ne me quitte pas) 4:33 Jacques Brel / Rod McKuen
11 Begin the Beguine 3:39 Cole Porter
12 The Face With Which You Leave 4:22 Steve Barton
13 Mother Teresa 3:31 Siegfried Fietz / Steve Barton
14 Reach Out with Brian Sutherland 4:22 Siegfried Fietz / Steve Barton
15 (It’s) Only for a While with Sadie Nine 4:05 Roger Webb / Dee Shipman
bonus tracks
16 Edward Barton – Hopefully 5:31 Edward Barton
17 Empty Spaces with Marjorie Barnes 1:16 Petula Clark / Dee Shipman

Tracks 1, 17 from the musical Someone Like You (1989)
Tracks 2-3, 15 from the musical Emma (20–)
Track 4 from the musical film Puttin on the Ritz (1930)
Track 5 from the musical film Born to Dance (1936)
Track 9 from the musical Anything Goes (1934)
Track 11 from the musical Jubilee (1935)
Tracks 13-14 first released on Living Water, Abakus 91-126 (1995)

Label Stage Door Cat.No. Stage 9017 Format CD Year 2009 Country UK

SOMEONE LIKE YOU

Spoken:

Oh Abigail Smith
I haven’t felt anything–I wanted to–not for a long time
Not till right now
I guess I didn’t think I’d have the chance, or the need

Sung:

To live again
To give, to share again
I always heard I’d didn’t have a prayer
I never thought I ever did

To care again
When you’ve been down it isn’t safe to fly around
When you’ve been down you’re only safe flat on the ground
I’ve been so long so cold inside
It seemed each sense in me must have died
I never knew till I saw you
I’d feel again
Be real again

But here with you
So near someone like you
I feel as though life’s only just begun
As if a dream has now become

Someone like you
From here I leave the past and start anew
For here I found at last someone like you....

BELOVED (with Sadie Nine)

Steve I can’t explain feelings I now own to
Sadie It’s just as though somehow I’ve always known you

Steve Have we met before, beloved?
Or did I imagine your face?
Did I dream you, have I seen you?
Has there been you in some other place?

Sadie Have we talked before, beloved?
It seems that I once heard your voice
Did you tell me it could well be
What befell me wasn’t chance but choice?

Steve Look into my mind, look into my memory
Sadie Look into my eyes, see if you remember me

Both Somewhere in time
When you were mine
And we vow that here and now
I love you....

SteveI love you
I love you

Both Have we loved before, beloved?
I feel you belong here with me
SteveWere we guided?
SadieWho decided?
Both Maybe I did somewhere previously
Certain and secure
We would love once more
When we met before

Beloved....

GLORY (featuring Dee Shipman, Nigel Williams & Roger Webb)

Horation NelsonDamned this endless waiting, Troubridge, it’s putting years on me. I dreamed I’d been in England all those years ago, see the crowds rejoice and hear the churchbells ring.
Captain TroubridgeThey’ll ring again, sir.
Horation NelsonYes, but when?

Horation Nelson I suppose there are men who know how to live in the moment
But I am not one
What I want out of life, I want now
I cannot bear waiting for what must be done
It’s as though I’m racing the hands of time
To achieve worthy before I am past my prime
Or I burn to be known as the hero in writing my story
Yet I sit becalmed
Like the nation impatiantly waiting for glory

In my mind I see pictures of home and long to return there
But if that could be
Within hours I’d be itching to roam
I couldn’t bear wait to get back to see
Unfulfilled and frustrated but where is the cure?
For whatever I have I forever want someting more
It’s this need to known as the hero in telling this story
Yet I sit becalmed
Like a nation impatiantly waiting for glory

Fanny NisbetEdmund, you’re his father, you should know him. Would it really matter if Horatio never found the French?
Edmund NelsonAnd if Bonaparte got through to India, yes, it would.
Fanny NisbetBonaparte might have India, but at least I’d have my husband and you your son. Yet I know he sees these years waiting for a command as wasted.

Horation Nelson So am I a selfish man?
Am I living on pride?
Do I take every chance I can or forgo the tide?
It is better to never want anything much, resist every siren call?
Not give in to temptations of life or willingly fall
God alone knows but God knows I want it all

I am not the heroic ideal but physically fearless
As hero’s should seem
But I can’t help the way that I feel:
To be hailed as a hero was always my dream
While the stillnes around conceals my goal Should I give up the fight against for faith for it’s in control
Bide my time and just to leave it to kismet to fashion my story
As I sit becalmed
Like the nation impatiantly waiting for glory

Horation NelsonHow long exactly do you think our water supply will last?
Captain TroubridgeThree days, maybe five. Sadly we have no friends in the mediteranean, sir.
Horation NelsonOnce when I was near these waters I was taught a lesson I shall never forget: to know my friends. Captain, I’d like you to take a dispatch to our embassy in Naples to be passed on to the queen. But Troubridge, it must go via one person alone: Lady Emma Hamilton. No one else, is that clear? Don’t worry, Troubridge.

Horation Nelson I am no one’s political toy
Abidable creature of intrigue and guile
Saying yes, meaning no as a ploy to boost my carreer
That isn’t my style
But inside there is a part of me needs aclaim
If you win a great victory they never forget your name
If I die like a hero will that make a more epic story
Than to sit becalmed
Like the nation impatiantly waiting for something a little like glory

Fanny NisbetIf only things were different between us.
Edmund NelsonPerhaps if you praised him a little more…
Fanny NisbetThe whole country praises Horation Nelson. He’s satisfied enough in his knighthood, his ribbons, his medals.
Edmund NelsonWell, you must try to understand him Fanny, he’s told me your letters are all fearfulness.
Fanny NisbetWhy can’t his wonderful and daring actions be left to others? Our marriage is made a torment to me. I am so alone.

So am I a selfish man?
Am I living on pride?
Do I take every chance I can or forgo the tide?
With so much to be done I’ve no time for the games other men may play
Just fresh water and food for my crew and then underway
God forgive me, in war it’s better to eat than pray

Horation Nelson I must always be careful to hide my desperate fears
For the lives in my hands
I have no one in whom to confide
For evryone looks to the one in command
Yet it’s frightning that I truely come alive
As it that my love or [???]
I pray history calls me a hero in telling my story
As I sit becalmed
Not a breeze, not a breath–waiting for death or a life of glory

Captain TroubridgeSir, a signal is just now made that the enemy is at Abu Kir Bay and moored in line of battle.
Horation NelsonPraise Almighty God for this news and tell the men that by this time tomorrow I’ve either gained a peerage or a tomb in Westminister Abbey.

PUTTIN ON THE RITZ

If you’re blue and you don’t know where to go to
Why don’t you go where fashion sits, puttin’ on the ritz
Different types who wear a daycoat, pants with stripes
And cut away coat, perfect fits, puttin’ on the ritz

Strolling up the avenue so happy
All dressed up, just like an English chappy (very snappy)
Come let’s mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks
Or umbrellas in their mitts, puttin’ on the Ritz....
[repeat twice]

I’ve GOT YOU UNDER MY SKIN

I’ve got you under my skin
I’ve got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart, you’re really a part of me
I’ve got you under my skin

I tried so not to give in
I said to myself this affair never will go so well
But why should I try to resist, when darling, I know so well
I’ve got you under my skin?

I’d sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear

Don’t you know, little fool, you never can win?
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
‘Cause I’ve got you under my skin....

JACKIE

And if one day I should become a singer with a Spanish bum
Who sings for women of great virtue
I’d sing to them with a guitar I borrowed from a coffee bar
Well, what you don’t know doesn’t hurt you
My name would be Antonio and all my bridges I would burn
And when I gave them some they’d know I’d expect something in return
I’d have to get drunk every night and talk about virility
With some old grandmother that might be decked out like a christmas tree
And though pink elephants I’d see though I’d be drunk as I could be
Still I would sing my song to me about the time they called me "Jacky"

If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute, cute, cute in a stupid ass way

And if I joined the social whirl, became procurer of young girls
Then I would have my own bordellos
My record would be number one and I’d sell records by the ton
All sung by many other fellows
My name would then be ‘Handsome Jack,’ and I’d sell boats of opium
Whisky that came from Twickenham, authentic queers, phony virgins
If I had banks on every finger, a finger in every country
And every country ruled by me, I’d still know where I’d want to be
Locked up inside my opium den, surrounded by some china men
I’d sing the song that I sang then about the time they called me "Jacky"

If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute, cute, cute in a stupid ass way

Now, tell me, wouldn’t it be nice that if one day in paradise
I’d sing for all the ladies up there
And they would sing along with me, we be so happy there to be
Cos’ down below is really nowhere
My name would then be Jupiter then I would know where I was going
And then I would become all knowing with my beard so very long and flowing
If I became deaf, dumb and blind because I pitied all mankind
And broke my heart to make things right, I know that every single night
When my angelic work was through the angels and the Devil too
Would sing my childhood song to me about the time they called me "Jacky"

If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one stinking hour
Cute, cute, cute in a stupid ass way....

THE PORT OF AMSTERDAM

In the port of Amsterdam there’s a sailor who sings
Of the dream that he brings from the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam tThere’s a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps to the old willow tree

In the port of Amsterdam there’s a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries, in a drunken town fight
And in the port of Amsterdam there’s a sailor who’s born
On a hot muggy morn by the dawn’s early light

In the port of Amsterdam where the sailors all meet
There’s a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails
And he’ll show you his teeth that have rotten too soon
That can swallow the moon that can haul up the sails
And he yells to a cook with his arms open wide
Bring me more fish, put it down by my side
And he wants so to belch but he’s too full to try
So he stands up and laughs and he zip up his fly

In the port of Amsterdam you can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants, grinding women to porch
They’ve forgotten the tune that their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night with the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night with their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow underneath the street lamps

In the port of Amsterdam there’s a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks and he drinks once again
He’ll drink to the health of the whores of Amsterdam
Who’ve given their bodies to a thousand other men
They’ve bargained their virtue all gone
For a few dirty coins, well, he just can’t go on
Throws his nose to the sky and he aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry on the unfaithful love

In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
Goddamn Amsterdam....

SCOTCH & SODA

Scotch and soda, mud in your eye
Baby, do I feel high, oh me, oh my
Do I feel high

Dry martini, jigger of gin
Oh, what a spell you’ve got me in, oh my
Do I feel high

People won’t believe me, they’ll think that I’m just braggin’
But I could feel the way I that I feel and still be on the wagon

All I need is one of your smiles
Sunshine of your eyes, oh me, oh my
Do I feel higher than a kite can fly
Give me lovin’, baby–I feel high....

IT’S DE-LOVELY

The night is young, the skies are clear and if you want to go walkin’, dear
It’s delightful, it’s delicious, it’s de-lovely
I understand the reason why you’re sentimental, ‘cause so am I
It’s delightful, it’s delicious, it’s de-lovely

You can tell at a glance what a swell night this is for romance
You can hear, dear Mother Nature murmuring low Let yourself go

So please be sweet, my chickadee, and when I kiss you, just say to me
It’s delightful, it’s delicious, it’s delectable, it’s delirious
It’s dilemma, it’s de limit, it’s deluxe, it’s de-lovely

It’s de-lovely
It’s de-lovely

You can tell at a glance what a swell night this is for romance
You can hear, dear Mother Nature murmuring low Let yourself go

So please be sweet, my chickadee, and when I kiss you, just say to me
It’s delightful, it’s delicious, it’s delectable, it’s delirious
It’s dilemma, it’s de limit, it’s deluxe, it’s de-lovely....

IF YOU GO AWAY (Ne me quitte pas)

Ne me quitte pas, il faut oublier
Tout peut s’oublier qui s’enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps des malentendus et le temps perdu
A savoir comment oublier ces heures qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi le cœur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

If you go away on a summer day
Then you might as well take the sun away
All the birds that flew in the summer sky
When our love was new and our hearts were high
When the day was short, and the night was long
And the moon stood still for the nightbird’s song
If you go away
If you go away
If you go away
If you go away

But if you stay, I’ll make you a day
Like no day has been or will be again
We’ll sail the sun, we’ll ride on the rain
We’ll talk to the trees and worship the wind
Then if you go, I’ll understand
Leave me just enough love to fill up my hand
If you go away
If you go away
If you go away

If you go away, as I know you will
You must tell the world to stop turning
’Til you return again, if you ever do
For what good is love without loving you?
Can I tell you now, as you turn to go
I’ll be dying slowly ’til the next hello?
If you go away
If you go away
If you go away
If you go away

On a vu souven rejaillir le feu
D’un ancien volcan qu’on croyait trop vieux
Il est paraît-il des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé qu’un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir pour qu’un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir, ne s’épousent-ils pas

If you go away
If you go away
If you go away

If you go away, as I know you must
There’ll be nothing left in the world to trust
Just an empty room, full of empty space
Like the empty look I see on your face
I’d have been the shadow of your shadow
If I thought it might have kept me by your side
If you go away
If you go away
If you go away Please, don’t go away....

BEGIN THE BEGUINE

When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory evergreen

I’m with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra’s playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin the beguine

To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never, never to part

What a moments divine, what raptures serene
To clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted
And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted
I know but too well what they mean

So don’t let them begin the beguine
Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember
Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember
When they begin the beguine

Oh yes, let them begin the beguine
Make them play ’til the stars that were there before return above you
Till you whisper to me once more, Darling, I love you…
And we suddenly know what heaven we’re in
When they begin the beguine
When they begin
Yes, when they begin
When they begin the beguine....

THE FACE WITH WHICH YOU LEAVE

Which face will you be wearing when you turn away to leave
It will be your mask of sin before I do believe
Will it be the one you first had on when you walked in through my door?
See, I know them all, I helped create this hull

I realize the pain behind your eyes
That twist and set them free too suddenly

Why should I see your face in another time and place
When your eyes were clear and nearly loving me
I know I’ll see your face in anther time and place
And I know I’ll know the face with which you’ll leave

Which face will you be wearing when you walk out of my life?
Which side would dominate, the mother of the wife?
Or will it be the lover who is never satisfied
With that look you slyly plant to crush my pride

I fear eyes, still can’t crysalise
That image you remain so perfectly

Why should I see your face in another time and place
When your eyes were clear and nearly loving me
I know I’ll see your face in anther time and place
And I know I’ll know the face with which you’ll leave....

Which face will be the last one that you’ll ever grace me with?
Will it be a maze, an empty stair, some hieroglyph?
Will you try to pack it full with all the lies and the deceit?
What is glossed over, what is sacharine and sweet

What will your eyes need to finalize
When we both know far too long now what must be

But I still see your face in another time and place
When your eyes were clear and nearly loving me
I know I’ll see your face in anther time and place
And I know I’ll know the face with which you’ll leave
Yes, I know I’ll know that face with which you’ll leave
It hurts to know I’ll know that face with which you’ll leave....

MOTHER TERESA

Make us worthy, Lord, to serve our fellow men throughout the world who live and die in poverty and hunger. Give them through our hands this day their daily bread, and by understanding love, give peace and joy.Mother Teresa

Mother Teresa, now I understand:
This world needs our lives, our hearts, and our hands

You let your hands care for the poor
By wiping a dying man’s brow
You made your hands into a cup
And quenched their thirst somehow

Mother Teresa, now I understand:
This world needs our lives, our hearts, and our hands

You let your hands touch all the sores
That no one else would touch
You made your hands scrub all the floors
You’ve taught this world so much

Make us worthy, Lord, to serve our fellow men throughout the world who live and die in poverty and hunger. Give them through our hands this day their daily bread, and by understanding love, give peace and joy.Mother Teresa

You forged a path through many wars
Where even soldiers were frightened to go
You made the lost ones find hope
You love them and help them to grow

Mother Teresa, now I understand:
This world needs our lives, our hearts, and our hands
Mother Teresa, now I understand:
This world needs our lives, our hearts, and our hands....

REACH OUT (with Brian Sutherland)

Steve Reach out to people
Just reach out into their world
Brian Reach out to people
Reach out just like a welcome rain

Both On the way there’s a special place
Where friendship you’ll find with all mankind

If you reach out you’ll blessed
If you reach out you’ll blessed
If you reach out you’ll blessed, yes
If you reach out you’ll blessed

Brian Reach out to people
Just reach out and erase the wars and hate
Steve Oh yeah, just reach out to people
Reach out and hope we’re not too late

Both ‘Cause on the way there’s a special place
Where friendship you’ll find with all mankind

If you reach out you’ll blessed
If you reach out you’ll blessed
If you reach out you’ll blessed, yes
If you reach out you’ll blessed

Steve The man who shares of himself
He shares with Me,
said Jesus
Brian The man who shares of himself
Will have eternal life....

Both If you reach out you’ll blessed
If you reach out you’ll blessed
If you reach out you’ll blessed, yes
If you reach out you’ll blessed.... (etc.)

(IT’S) ONLY FOR A WHILE (with Sadie Nine)

Emma Hamilton (spoken)
How I long to grow old with you
We’ll make up for lost time and we’ll live until we’re ancient
And we’ll tell the world that the world was not what it was
And that we had the best of it … God, bring him back to me

Sung:

It’s only for a while and I can wait till then
I close my eyes to see your face until you’re here again
I may pretend I’m happy, it won’t be true
Life goes on although I just doin’t know what to do without you

It’s lonely for a while and cold at night alone
And through my tears I hear your voice say, soon I wil be home
You’re in my head, not in my bed and until you can be
I make believe your smile and make believe I’ll be warm once more

If only for a while

Spoken interlude:

Lord Nelsonhardy, how goes the battle?
Thomas HardyVery well, my lord. We have fourteen enemy ships in our possesion, four more are destroyed, but you must conserve your energy my lord.
Lord Nelsonhardy, take care of my dear Lady Hamilton, it’s Kismet, God bless you.

Emma HamiltonGod I wish I could be with you out there.
Lord NelsonYou always are.
Emma HamiltonWe had the best of it, didn’t we.

Lord NelsonThank God I’ve done my duty.

Emma Hamilton (sung)
It’s only for a while ’til we can talk and touch
I’m scared inside but that’s the price of loving you so much
A day, a year to til you are here, safe again beside me
The road is long but I’ll walk on another mile, alone but sure

It’s only for a while

It’s lonely, but it’s only for a while....

EDWARD BARTON – HOPEFULLY

I miss you, yes I do
My eyes are watering at the thought of you
A hard act to follow, big shoes to fill
I only hope I have the courage and will
Don’t you worry, I don’t blame you
We all have demons that we must face soon
I miss you, yes I do, yes I do

Maybe you could help me find a reason why
Maybe I should have realized your cry
Father, help me become a man and stand up to this life I lead
Father, I will make you so proud of me, hopefully

I miss you, my mother does too
All we can do is love and pray for you
Some memories good, some memories bad
I don’t care, I wish I could have you back
Angels come and angels come
But you know down at the run of the show
You always do the leading man
Star of stage and at home with the fam

Maybe you could help me find a reason why
Maybe I should have realized your cry
Father, help me become a man and stand up to this life I lead
Father, I will make you so proud of me, hopefully

Now I’m older and I understand
The burdens of life that can drive us mad
Can only imagine what you went through
Battling alcohol and addiction too
It’s never easy and it only gets wors
I won’t fall to the family curse
I miss you, yes I do, yes I do

Maybe you could help me find a reason why
Maybe I should have realized your cry
Father, help me become a man and stand up to this life I lead
Father, I will make you so proud of me, hopefully

Hopefully
Hopefully
Hopefully
Hopefully

Maybe you could help me find a reason why
Maybe I should have realized your cry
Father, help me become a man and stand up to this life I lead
Father, I will make you so proud of me, hopefully

Hopefully
Hopefully....

EMPTY SPACES (with Marjorie Barnes)

Come home
How lonely you’ve been
You’re only a dream away
From where your place is
Where loving face will be there waiting you’ll see
For you are finally free of the empty spaces
Come home with me