Sam Cooke - Try A Little Tenderness / (I Love You) For Sentimental Reasons / You Send Me - Live Lyrics

Lyrics Try A Little Tenderness / (I Love You) For Sentimental Reasons / You Send Me - Live - Sam Cooke



I ain't gonna do it, honey, no
I ain't gonna do it
Oh, I'll never, never
I'll never, never, never, never, never treat you wrong, darling
La la la la la ta da, la ta da da, la ta da
La ta da da da, la ta da da da
La la la la la
No, no
It's time to sing something sweet and soft
Like something sort of sentimental right now, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know you know that I know you know that I know
I know I'm telling y'all I know
Ladies and gentlemen
We'd like to–, right now
Right now, we'd like to put together a medley, medley of songs
For all the, all the, all the gentlemen in the house tonight, all the gentlemen
Because by observation, we found out that we, gentlemen
Every now and then have a tendency to sort of neglect the ladies
So I tried, observation, baby, you know
So take it, gentlemen, take it
Here's what we want to tell you, let's just
Says very simply that look
Oh, she may be weary
Women do get weary wearing the same shabby dress
And oh, if she gets weary, try a little tenderness
Lord, let me tell all you fellas that I know you won't regret it
Women don't forget it, love is their whole happiness
And oh, it's all so easy, try a little tenderness
And every now and then you have to tell her, honey, I love you
Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you for them sentimental reasons
Tell her, I hope you do believe me, I've given you my heart
Can't you understand that I love you, I love you, honey, I love you, I love you?
And you alone, you were, you were meant for me
Tell her, darling, give your loving heart to me
Tell me we'll never, never, never, never, never part
And also you have to tell her, darling, you send me
You send me
Tell her you, baby, you, you send me
Honest you do, honest you do, honest you do
I know, I know, I know that you thrill me, darling
Oh, you thrill me, I wouldn't tell you if I didn't mean it, that works
You thrill me, honest you do, and oh yeah, but look
Oh, tell her at first I thought it was infatuation, but ooh
It's lasted so long, but now I find myself wanting
I want to marry you and take you home
I know, I know, I know, I know
But oh, whenever I'm with you, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
And I'm, when I'm near you, you send me
Honest you do



Writer(s): Sam Cooke


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