Introduction:
“It’s Midnight,” a haunting ballad penned by Geoffrey McDonnell, found its way into the repertoire of the legendary Elvis Presley during his 1973 recording sessions at Stax Records in Memphis. This track, initially released as the B-side to Presley’s cover of Chuck Berry’s “Promised Land” in October 1974, would later become a fan favorite, showcasing a raw and vulnerable side of the King.
Presley’s rendition of “It’s Midnight” stands out for its emotional depth and powerful delivery. The song’s lyrics, filled with themes of heartbreak, loneliness, and despair, resonated deeply with audiences, particularly during a period when Presley’s personal life was undergoing significant turmoil. His soulful vocals, combined with the song’s melancholic melody, created a poignant and unforgettable listening experience.
The song’s impact was further amplified by Presley’s live performances, where he often infused the track with raw energy and intensity. His onstage interpretations of “It’s Midnight” became iconic, capturing the essence of his legendary stage presence and vocal prowess.
“It’s Midnight” remains a timeless classic, a testament to Presley’s enduring legacy as one of the greatest musical icons of all time. The song’s ability to evoke strong emotions and connect with listeners on a profound level continues to captivate audiences decades after its release.
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Lyrics:
“It’s Midnight”
Sometimes even hate myself
For loving youTrying to be strong
Then night time comes along
And I start loving you, wanting you
Where is all my self control?
I’m burning way down in my soul
And needing you
Wishing I could be the man I try to
Hating me for wanting to be with you
Knowing you don’t love me like you used to
But it’s midnight, oh, and I miss you
It’s getting late and I know
That’s when I am weak
Funny how things have a way
Of looking so much brighter in the daylight
I hope to go to bed
And try to straighten out my head
And just forget you
Oh, but it’s midnight and I miss you
It’s getting late and I know
That’s when I am weak
Funny how things have a way
Of looking so much brighter in the daylight
I hope to go to bed
And try to straighten out my head
And just forget you
Oh, but it’s midnight and I miss you
It’s midnight and I miss you