What Have They Done To My Song Ma
Ray Charles Lyrics


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Hello mama, hello mama it's me
How you feeling mama?
Hm-hmm, that's alright
I've got something I want to talk to you about
If you don't mind
And I ain't mad, mama, no, no no no
Wait a minute, listen mama
Look what they done to my song, ma
Look what they done to my song, ma
The only thing I could do half right and now it's turning out all wrong, mama
Look what they done to my song
Now listen if you please

Wish I could find a good book, I'd like to live in the thing now
Wish I could find a good book, now, hey hey hey
If I could find a real good book, you know I,
I'd never have to come out and look
At what they done to my song

Look what they done to my brain, ma
Look what they done to my brain
Oh mama, it's a shame, you won't believe this, but it's true
They picked it like a chicken bone and I'm-ah, just about to go insane mama
Look what they done to my brain

Now girls, if you don't mind, I'd like to hear that some French

Ils ont change ma chanson, ma
(ooh, not bad)
Ils ont change ma chanson
(uh-huh let me see here {franglish gibberish})
Ils ont change ma chanson
(My French must be pretty bad, I better do this in English)

Look what they done to my song, ma
Look what they done to my song ma
Put it in a plastic bag and they turned the bag upside down ma
Look what they done to my song

(scat)
Maybe it's alright
Maybe it's OK, I don't know
But I tell ya
If my tears were money, I'd be a millionaire today
You know, the only thing I get to have right, now it's turning out all wrong, mama
You can't believe what they've done to my song ma, that I wrote myself
They put it in a plastic bag and they turned the bag upside down, mama

Lord, if I could find a good book,
I'd never have to come out and look at, uh
What they trying to do to my brain
It's a shame mama, you see they
They done pick it like a chicken bone
And I'm-ah just about to go insane
I'm insane, insane, mama
I'm going crazy, mama, that's what it is

Lord knows I don't care what they done to my song
No, I don't care about that, but see
The main thing, mama
What they trying to do to me

You see, well they stole everything I had, mama
And they made a million with it, and you know that hurts
But oh, I'm gonna keep on working on the building,




Just like you taught me, mama
Whoah, yes I will, yes I will, yeah

Overall Meaning

The song "Look What They've Done To My Song Ma" by Ray Charles and The Count Basie Orchestra is a lament about how the singer's song has been changed from what he originally wrote it to be. The song begins with the singer greeting his mother and asking how she is doing before launching into the main theme of the song. He describes how his song, which was the only thing he could do half right, has been turned out all wrong. The singer is not angry about it, but he is still upset about what has happened to his creation.


In the second verse, the singer describes how he wishes he could find a good book that he could live in, so that he wouldn't have to see what they've done to his song. He then goes on to describe how they have picked his brain like a chicken bone and how he is just about to go insane because of it. In the final verse, the singer expresses his frustration over how everything he had has been stolen from him and how he will keep working on the building, just like his mother taught him.


The lyrics of the song are a powerful indictment of the music industry and how it can change an artist's creation. The singer is trying to express how important his song is to him and how it has been taken away from him.


Line by Line Meaning

Hello mama, hello mama it's me
Opening line where the singer greets his mother and identifies himself.


How you feeling mama?
The singer asks his mother about her well-being.


Hm-hmm, that's alright
The mother responds positively, which the singer acknowledges.


I've got something I want to talk to you about
The singer indicates that he has something to discuss with his mother.


If you don't mind
The singer politely asks for permission to initiate the conversation.


And I ain't mad, mama, no, no no no
The singer assures his mother that he is not angry.


Wait a minute, listen mama
The singer requests his mother to listen to what he has to say.


Look what they done to my song, ma
The singer complains about the ways in which his song has been treated by others.


Look what they done to my song, ma
Reiterated line to emphasize the point.


The only thing I could do half right and now it's turning out all wrong, mama
The singer discloses that his music was his only source of solace, but it has been tainted.


Look what they done to my song
Reiterated line to emphasize the point.


Now listen if you please
The singer wants his mother to pay attention to the following words.


Wish I could find a good book, I'd like to live in the thing now
The singer wishes to escape reality by living in a good book.


Wish I could find a good book, now, hey hey hey
Reiterated line to emphasize the point.


If I could find a real good book, you know I, I'd never have to come out and look
The singer believes that a good book could provide a perpetual escape from reality.


At what they done to my song
The singer recoils at the idea of returning to the reality in which his song has been ruined.


Look what they done to my brain, ma
The singer draws a parallel between how his song has been ruined and how his brain has been affected.


Look what they done to my brain
Reiterated line to emphasize the point.


Oh mama, it's a shame, you won't believe this, but it's true
The singer laments the fact that his brain has been left in shambles and his mother may find it hard to believe.


They picked it like a chicken bone and I'm-ah, just about to go insane mama
The singer states that his brain has been picked apart and that he is on the verge of insanity.


Look what they done to my brain
Reiterated line to emphasize the point.


Now girls, if you don't mind, I'd like to hear that some French
The singer requests that the girls present sing something French.


Ils ont change ma chanson, ma
The girls sing a line of French that translates to 'They changed my song, ma.'


(ooh, not bad)
The singer compliments the girls' singing.


Ils ont change ma chanson
Reiterated line sung by the girls.


(uh-huh let me see here {franglish gibberish})
The singer attempts to converse in a mix of French and English.


Ils ont change ma chanson
Reiterated French line as the singer realizes his French is not proficient.


(My French must be pretty bad, I better do this in English)
The singer acknowledges that he is not fluent in French and decides to stick to English.


Look what they done to my song, ma
Reiterated line to emphasize the point.


Look what they done to my song ma
Reiterated line to emphasize the point.


Put it in a plastic bag and they turned the bag upside down ma
The singer compares the way his song has been treated to being placed in a bag and turned upside down, highlighting its ruinous effects.


Look what they done to my song
Reiterated line to emphasize the point.


(scat)
The singer scats as he contemplates the deteriorating state of his song and mind.


Maybe it's alright
The singer ponders, suggesting that the current state of his song and mind may be acceptable.


Maybe it's OK, I don't know
The singer reiterates his uncertainty about the acceptability of the situation.


But I tell ya
The singer is about to assert something.


If my tears were money, I'd be a millionaire today
The singer remarks that although his tears are not valuable themselves, if they were convertible to money, he would be wealthy.


You know, the only thing I get to have right, now it's turning out all wrong, mama
The singer laments that the only thing he seems to get right, his music, has now gone awry.


You can't believe what they've done to my song ma, that I wrote myself
The singer indicates that it is unbelievable what has been done to the song he penned.


They put it in a plastic bag and they turned the bag upside down, mama
The singer reiterates the imagery of how his song has been treated.


Lord, if I could find a good book,
The singer reiterates his desire to escape reality through a good book.


I'd never have to come out and look at, uh
The singer asserts that a good book would prevent him from having to have to face the negative realities of his life.


What they trying to do to my brain
The singer identifies that something has been done to his brain without his desire, and that it is negative.


It's a shame mama, you see they
The singer underscores that his mother should observe that it is truly lamentable.


They done pick it like a chicken bone
The singer uses the metaphor of picking a chicken bone to indicate the viciousness of how his brain has been treated.


And I'm-ah just about to go insane
The singer reiterates his belief that the state of his brain may result in his going mad.


I'm insane, insane, mama
The singer descends into hysteria with increasing repetitions of his current state of mind.


I'm going crazy, mama, that's what it is
The singer asserts that the state of his mind is one of mental disarray.


Lord knows I don't care what they done to my song
The singer apologizes for repeating the same statement about his song's condition, but declares that he is not apathetic about it.


No, I don't care about that, but see
The singer clarifies that he does care about the impact of the song's condition on him.


The main thing, mama
The singer emphasizes that there is something far more critical than the condition of his songs.


What they trying to do to me
The singer reveals that he is the target of the forces that have ruined his songs.


You see, well they stole everything I had, mama
The singer asserts that his work has been plagiarized and that he has received no credit.


And they made a million with it, and you know that hurts
The singer reveals that those who benefit from his work have profited handsomely at his expense, which pains him.


But oh, I'm gonna keep on working on the building,
The singer declares his resolve to continue creating music despite the hurdles he faces.


Just like you taught me, mama
The singer thanks his mother for being a source of inspiration and strength.


Whoah, yes I will, yes I will, yeah
The singer once again declares his resolve to continue his work in the face of difficulty.




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Written by: Melanie Safka

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