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"I Didn't Know What Time It Was" Frank Sinatra
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Parker
Charlie Parker
Saxophone
Curly Russell
Curly Russell
Bass Guitar
Teddy Kotick
Teddy Kotick
Bass Guitar
Tommy Potter
Tommy Potter
Bass Guitar
Max Roach
Max Roach
Drums
Mundell Lowe
Mundell Lowe
Acoustic Guitar
Sidney Tarnopol
Sidney Tarnopol
Spoken Word
Al Haig
Al Haig
Piano
Tadd Dameron
Tadd Dameron
Piano
Wallace Bishop
Wallace Bishop
Piano
Lucky Thompson
Lucky Thompson
Saxophone
Kenny Dorham
Kenny Dorham
Trumpet
Miles Davis
Miles Davis
Trumpet
Milt Jackson
Milt Jackson
Vibraphone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Parker
Charlie Parker
Composer

Lyrics

Once I was young Yesterday, perhaps Danced with Jim and Paul And kissed some other chaps Once I was young But never was naive I thought I had a trick or two Up my imaginary sleeve And now I know I was naive I didn't know what time it was Then I met you Oh, what a lovely time it was How sublime it was too I didn't know what time it was You hold my hand Warm like the month of May it was And I'll say it was grand Grand to be alive, to be young To be mad, to be yours alone Grand to see your face, feel your touch Hear your voice say I'm all your own I didn't know what time it was Live was no prize, I wanted love and here it was Shining out of your eyes, I'm wise And I know what time it is now Once I was old Twenty years or so Rather well preserved The wrinkles didn't show Once I was old But not too old for fun I used to hunt for little girls Up my imaginary gun But now I ain't for only one I didn't know what time it was Then I met you Oh, what a lovely time it was How sublime it was too I didn't know what time it was You hold my hand Warm like the month of May it was And I'll say it was grand Grand to be alive, to be young To be mad, to be yours alone Grand to see your face, feel your touch Hear your voice say I'm all your own I didn't know what time it was Live was no prize, I wanted love and here it was Shining out of your eyes, I'm wise And I know what time it is now
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