Captain Beefheart and Irving Berlin?
Here ya go!
By the so called Tragic Band . . . . . Captain Beefheart after effectively being sacked by his own band put together a pick up band with Andy Di Martino and wrote new songs especially with his wife Jan more traditionally structured 'love' songs. I am less critical than many snobs of Beefheartian land and produce. They all make me smile . . . still!
Now play this 'Peaches' Live from American Radio (sic?) . . . . . . . . . .
From a full set (sic?) - Captain Beefheart - Live at Hautes Études Commerciales, Paris, France 1974-05-24
Peaches about 19.00 minutes in!
"Peaches"
All of those peaches up in one tree
I know one of them belongs to me
I seem them peaches fallin' down by me
I know you see me standing under your tree
Long as you've got so many peaches
Why don't you throw one down to me?
If I was a cherry-red bird
I'd fly up and take you off with me
Throw me a peach out of your tree
Ain't no use in you being mean to me
Guess I'll stop hanging round your tree
If you don't send one down to me
You know I'm as hungry as a man can be
And I'm down here begging under your tree
All of those peaches up in your tree
Seem they're just out of reach to me
Long as you've got so many peaches
Why don't you throw one down to me?
If I was a cherry-red bird
I'd fly up and take you off with me
All of those peaches up in one tree
I know one of them belongs to me
I seem them peaches fallin' down by me
I know you see me standing under your tree
Long as you've got so many peaches
Why don't you throw one down to me?
If I was a cherry-red bird
I'd fly up and take you off with me
Throw me a peach outta your tree
Ain't no use in you being mean to me
All of those peaches up in one tree
I know one of them belongs to me
All of those peaches up in one tree
I know one of them belongs to me
All of those peaches up in one tree
I know one of them belongs to me
All of those peaches up in one tree
I know one of them belongs to me
(Don and Jan Van Vliet with Andy DiMartino)
If You Don't Want My Peaches (You'd Better Stop Shaking My Tree)
Irving Berlin
Mary Snow had a beau
Who was bashful and shy
She simply couldn't make the boy propose
No matter how she'd try
Mary grew tired of waiting
So she called her beau one side
While he stood there biting his fingernails
Mary cried:
If you don't want my peaches
You'd better stop shaking my tree
Let me say that you're mighty slow
You're as cold as an Eskimo
There's a thousand others waiting
Waiting to propose to me
So, if you don't want my peaches
You'd better stop shaking my tree
Mary's Pa and her Ma
Soon came into the room
They took a look at Mary's beau and cried
"You ought to be a groom
Of course, it's none of our bus'ness
But she'd make a lovely bride"
He just answered "I'll think it over" but
Mary cried:
If you don't want my peaches
You'd better stop shaking my tree
What on Earth were they singing about?