Cannonball Adderley Lyrics

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by.

Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
And now my consolation is in the stardust of a song

Besides the garden wall, when stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale
Tells his fairytale
Of paradise, where roses grew
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain.

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Ole Birger Pedersen

For me the greatest storytellers on the altosax were: Johnny Hodgers, Charlie Parker, Sonny Stitt and Cannonball Adderley . They all had the same gift as Lester Young, beeing able to creat new melodies over the existing tunes. What a musiical inspiring gift to spent us. THANK YOU ALL.


Wonderful playing. This is jazz storytelling at its best.

Michael Sherman

No better rendition in my humble opinion. The phrasing. The way of emoting is soul stirring for those of a kindred spirit. 4am driving my Love to work. Feeling the cool air rush through me with a simple joy. Incomparable.

Glen Boyle

so pure just a sweet tone cannonball had but allso had a big fat round blues tone the mans playing was class and so dam real,

pevensie lavere

This is luminous! Thank you for sharing. Love you, Cannonball! RIP <3

Inez Patino

Tthis is absolute friggin' paradise!

Bopity Funk

THE most influential Alto player after 'Bird--THAT sound! Like 'Bird, Coltrane, Tubby Hayes, he 'left the building' far too soon.

John Spelic

Phil Woods circa late 70s-80s had them all in spades harmonically and technically. Phil toured with Cannonball in Europe in the late 60s and actually told me, and others, Cannonball was boo’d off stage with the stuff he was playing at the time, which I admit I’m not a huge fan of either compared to his early works.


I’d say Sonny Stitt

Pugo Bio

The hanging clouds still can't hide you sunshining beauty - a continence I see in my mind/ I know I've lost something among the oaks and pines/ so i live on hope alone/ whistling and singing - not that i like the pain of - but simply because i know the song/ on the open seas - just me - paddling my boat along/ ive seen much - never impressed enough to stop though/naked as birth - i am - i was annoyed with these stifling hot clothes/ - that reminded me of you covering me/ protecting my poor little ego - with your motherly instincts/ - and like a foolish child - i blew it/ a bug in my ear told me this would happen - many times! - but i shooed it/- clueless/ of the knowledge it spake/ now i see who was right - when it came to the two sides of that solid debate/ not at all - is it fake!/ the power of Love! - the responsibility - my Hebrew Ana! - how low I've fallen from Grace😉/ but i remain - again - my eyes open/ you're a memory - in total - "forgoance"/- is a must for me now/ but i remember my creating force making me feel like it was proud of - and Loving me sound/- of course - by the ones put on my path/ whether kept or lost - Loving is an experience that we all should have/ no doubt - Im thankful to have gotten a taste/ where some would have let it sit in a dank pantry - while it rots and it wastes/ never remembering what they never tried/ this fact is true - i swear to those who have never lied/ ever sigh?/- it's a form of breathing - proof after pain - we live on✌🏿

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