No Love Dying - Universal Music...

1No Love Dying 3:56

2 Liquid Spirit 3:36

3 Lonesome Lover 3:11

4Water Under Bridges 3:33

5Hey Laura 3:19

6Musical Genocide 3:45

7Wolfcry 4:10

8Free 5:01

9Brown Grass 4:17

10Wind Song 3:24

11The In Crowd 3:37

12Movin' 4:50

13When Love Is King 6:53

14 I Fall In Love Too Easily 7:49

Bonus Tracks

15Time Is Ticking 3:23

16Water Under Bridges(Rubato Version) 4:43

π © 2013 GREGORY PORTER. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. UNAUTHORIZED COPYING, REPRODUCTION, HIRING, LENDING, PUBLIC PERFORMANCE AND BROADCASTING PROHIBITED. XXXXXXXX

No Love Dying There will be no love that’s dying here

The bird that flew in through my windowSimply lost his wayHe broke his wing, I helped him healAnd then he flew awayWell the death of love is everywhereBut I won’t let it beThere will be no love that’s dying here for me

There will be no love that’s dying here

The mirror that fell from the wallWas raggedy, that’s allIt rest up on a rusty nail, before it made its fallWell the bones of love are everywhereBut I won’t let it beThere will be no love that’s dying here for me


Four flowers in my Asian vase isNot a sign we're deadI paid for three, a sweet old lady gave me four insteadThere’s some doubt that’s out about this loveBut I won’t let it beThere will be no love that’s dying here for me


The bird that flew in through my windowSimply lost his wayHe broke his wing I helped him healAnd then he flew awayWell the death of love is everywhereBut I won’t let it be.There will be no love that’s dying here for meNo, there will be no love that’s dying for meThere will be no love that’s dying for you and meThere will be no love dying hereNo, not for meThere will be no love that’s dying hereNo no, there will be no love that’s dying hereNo No NO NO NO NO NO NO NOThere will be no love that’s dying for me

Gregory Porter vocalsChip Crawford pianoAaron James bassEmanuel Harrold drumsYosuke Sato alto sax

Liquid SpiritUn re-route the riversLet the dammed water beThere’s some people down the way that’s thirstySo let the liquid spirit freeThe people are thirsty ‘causeof man’s unnatural handWatch what happens when the people catch windWhen the water hits the banksof that hard dry land

Clap your hands nowGo ‘head and clap your hands now

Get ready for the waveIt might strike like the final floodThe people haven’t drank is so longThe water won’t even make mudAfter it comes, it might come with a steady flowGrab the roots of the tree down by the riverFill your cup when your spirit’s low

Clap your hands nowGo ‘head and clap your hands now

Dip down and take a drank And fill your water tank!

Un re-route the riversLet the dammed water beThere’s some people down the way that’s thirstyLet the liquid spirits freeThe folk are thirstyBecause of man’s unnatural handWatch what happens when the people catch windOf the water hitting banks of hard dry land

Clap your hands nowGo ‘head and clap your hands nowClap your hands nowGo ‘head and clap your hands nowGet down and take a drink And fill your water tank!

Liquid spirit Clap your hands now

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford piano Aaron James bass Emanuel Harrold drums Tivon Pennicott tenor saxYosuke Sato alto saxCurtis Taylor trumpet

Lonesome Lover (Abbey Lincoln-Max Roach) Publisher: Estate of Maxwell L. Roach

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford piano Aaron James bass Emanuel Harrold dums Tivon Pennicott tenor sax Yosuke Sato alto sax Curtis Taylor trumpet

Water Under BridgesSomebody told meGet over itIt’s like water under bridgesthat have already burned

They say It gets better, it gets easierThe memories starts to fadeAnd sad songs that always playYou start to hate

Do you rememberThe days we used to spend?Memories so strongit keeps me from moving onIf I could go backI’d take our worst daysEven our worst days are better than lonelinessSomebody told me, Get over itIt’s like water under bridgesthat have already burned

Do you rememberThe days we used to spend?Memories so strong it keeps me from moving onIf I could go backI’d take our worst daysEven our worst days are better than loneliness

Somebody told me, Get over itIt’s like water under bridges that have already burned

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford piano

Hey LauraHey Laura, it’s meSorry but I had to ring your doorbell so lateBut there’s something bothering meI really am sorry, but it just couldn’t wait

Is there someone else instead of me?Go ‘head and lie to me and I will believeYou’re not in love with himAnd this fool can seeThat the rivers of your love flow up hill to me

Hey Laura, it’s meSorry but I had to ring your doorbell so lateBut there’s something bothering meI really am sorry, but it just couldn’t wait

With a healthy dose of make believeWon’t you lie to me and make me believeThat you’re in love with meAnd this fool can seeThat the rivers of your love flow uphill to me

Hey Laura, it’s meSorry but I had to ring your doorbell so lateBut there’s something bothering meAll night long, I just couldn’t wait

With a healthy dose of make believeGo ‘head and lie to me and make me believeThat you’re in love with me andOh this fool can seeThat the rivers of your love flow uphill to me

Hey Laura, it’s me

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford piano Aaron James bass Emanuel Harrold dums Tivon Pennicott tenor sax Glenn Patscha Hammond B3 organ

Musical GenocideI do not agree, this is not for meNo, Musical genocide

I will not commit nor will I submit to Musical genocide

This is not for me, I won’t let it beNo, musical genocide

Give me a blues songTell the world what’s wrongAnd the gospel singer giving those messages of loveAnd the soul man with your heart in the palm of his handSinging his stories of love and painOh, I do not agree, I do not agreeThis is not for meNo, musical genocide

I will not commit nor will I submit to Musical genocide

This is not for me, I won’t let it beNo, musical genocide

Give me a blues songTell the world what’s wrongAnd what about the gospel singer, heavenly messages of love?And the soul man with your heart in his handSinging his stories of love and painWoah, I do not agreeI do not agree, NO!

Hey! I do not agreeThis is not for me!Come on, come on, come on people!Come on!

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford pianoAaron James bassEmanuel Harrold drumsTivon Pennicott tenor saxYosuke Sato alto saxCurtis Taylor trumpetGlenn Patscha Hammond B3, Fender Rhodes

Wolf CryThe night has fallenYou have soaked your see-through silken gown with tearsYour love was all inAnd he mistook your come stay callFor come quick dearYou need me nearYou need me near

After I have saved youAnd gathered all the pieces of your heartThat’s when it startsThen you gained your confidenceAnd leave your innocence and vulnerability with me

After I have saved youAnd gathered all the pieces of your heartThat’s when it startsThen you gained your confidenceAnd leave your innocence and vulnerability with me

Your tears were fallin’And I came quick to comfort all your solemn fearWhen you have fallenI’m always there to pick you up and sayCome here dear.I need you nearI need you near

After I have saved youAnd gathered all the pieces of your heartThat’s when it startsYou gained your confidenceAnd leave your innocence and vulnerability with me

After I have saved youAnd gathered all the pieces of your heartThat’s when it startsYou gained your confidenceAnd leave your innocence and vulnerability with me

You leave it all with me


Free(Gregory Porter/Zak Najor)Golden Slipper Publishing/ASCAP/Zak Najor/BMI

Want to be free, got be freeWant to be free, got be free

Knew she could make it rightWorking late every nightGot to make moneyTo put food on the tableAnd Daddy had to do the sameHe knew he had to do his partSo none of his children would get caught up in the game

So I’d be young and freeDaddy made a way for meHe paved a road so my burden is lighterAnd Momma did just the sameDropping Love just like rainShe said guard your heart for from it come the issues of life

Free, free

Got to do well in schoolObey that golden ruleTreat another man likeYou want to be treatedShare with your brothermanIf needed, give him a handFor in the end, you might just need him

So I’d be young and freeDaddy made a way for meHe paved a road so my burden is lighterAnd Momma did just the sameDropping Love just like rainShe said guard your heart for from it, come the issues of life

Free, free, free


Though they both left this earthI want to thank them for my birthAnd all of the gifts they left for a lifetimeIt truly was a sacrificeThey didn’t even think twiceSeven of Eight

And Gregory would be his name

So I’d be young and freeDaddy made a way for meHe paved a road so my burden is lighterAnd Momma did just the sameDropping Love just like rainShe said guard your heart But from it come the issues of life

Free, free, free


Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford pianoAaron James bassEmanuel Harrold drumsTivon Pennicott tenor saxYosuke Sato alto saxCurtis Taylor trumpetGlenn Patscha Hammond B3

Brown GrassBrown grassOn the other sideNothing but brown grassNow I’m open wideTo the truth I left behindHer loves so hard to findNow I find myselfFalling down on brown grassNow I find myselfRolling ‘round on brown grass

Brown grassOn the other sideNothing but brown grassNow I made a messOf the life I had with youIn search of something newNow I find myself Falling down on brown grassNow I find myselfRolling ’round on brown grass

Why didn’t I know that she was a essential part of me?I thought that I needed to find meAnd I needed to be freeWhy didn’t I know that she wasAll that I would ever need?

I looked at the distant viewAnd thought it was for meBut now I knowIt was just…

Brown grassOn the other sideNothing but brown grassNow I’m open wideTo the truth I left behindHer loves so hard to findNow I find myself Falling down on brown grassNow I find myselfRolling ’round on brown grass

Why didn’t I know that she was a essential part of me?I thought that I needed to find meAnd I needed to be freeWhy didn’t I know that she wasAll that I would ever need?I looked at the distant viewAnd thought it was for meBut now I knowIt was just…

Brown grassOn the other sideNothing but brown grassNow I’m open wideTo the truth I left behindHer loves so hard to findNow I find myself Falling down on brown grassNow I find myselfRolling ’round on brown grassNow I find myself Falling down on brown grass

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford pianoAaron James bassEmanuel Harrold drums

Wind SongThe sun, the trees, the leaves, the groundThe sound it makes when love singsSongs of love to themI try all day to not write songsThat sound clichéWhen I sing songs of love to youSome how I always doAnd then I realizeAfter a million yearsThe Wind Song goes alongThat’s how I want to beUntil eternityThe Wind Song goes along

I’m glad it’s clear the rain this year Came down so strong to test my Song of love for youI love you stillAnd always willSo if my song repeatsKnow that I’m stuck on youOh yes, I’m stuck on youAnd then I realizeAfter a million yearsThe Wind Song goes alongOh yes, I realizeAfter a million yearsThe Wind Song goes along

I’m glad it’s clear the rain this year Came down so strong to test my Song of love for youI love you stillAnd always willSo if my song repeatsKnow that I’m stuck on youI’m stuck on youAnd then I realizeAfter a million yearsThe Wind Song goes along

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford pianoAaron James bassEmanuel Harrold drumsTivon Pennicott tenor saxYosuke Sato alto saxCurtis Taylor trumpet

The In Crowd (Billy Page) Unichappell Music o/b/o Elvis Presley Music


MovingI feel just like a kiteBut one without a stringOne that is floating aroundI don’t know what tomorrow will bring

I feel just like a birdBut one without a homeOne that is floating over endless oceansEmpty horizons, no rest in sight

What does it meanwhen you say you want to be free?Free to sing, free to dance, free to let someone take a glanceIn a world that’s free of me.

Then you say you’re moving onThen you say, “I got other plans.”Oh girl oh!

You’re moving in the wrong directionMoving in the wrong directionSo far away from meYou’re moving in the wrong directionMoving in the wrong directionYou’re moving in the wrong directionSo far away from me

Then you say you’re moving onThen you say you got other plansOh girl!

You’re moving in the wrong directionMoving in the wrong directionLady, you’re moving in the wrong directionSo far away from me

I wish my Momma was here.A strong steady roseShe would know, what to do, what to say, how to prayTo make things betterWhat does it mean

when you say you want to be free?Free to sing, free to dance, free to let someone take a glanceIn a world that’s free of me.

You’re moving in the wrong directionMoving in the wrong directionYou’re moving in the wrong directionSo far away from me

Well you’re moving, well you’re movingWell you’re moving, well you’re moving awaySo far awaySo far away from me

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford pianoAaron James bassEmanuel Harrold drumsTivon Pennicott tenor saxYosuke Sato alto saxCurtis Taylor trumpet

When Love Was KingThere once was a kingdom far far awayWhere love was the rule of the dayNothing more, nothing lessThen to give your friend your bestThere’s much more story that I could tellTo make the hardest hearts swellThis is the storyWhen love Was king

When Love was kingDo you remember when love was king?When love was king,I remember when love was kingHe ruled the landWith his fist unfurledWith open arms for the worldOf hungry children, first he’d thinkTo pull their lives from the brinkWhen love was king,He’d rescued souls lost in the seaIn drifting vessels, he would hear their pleaWhen love was kingHe threw a line before they’d sinkAnd gave the thirsty ones a drink.He told the meek that they should tryTo use the sword to smite the lieThat being kind is for the weakWhen love was kingI pray the Lord these words we seek

When love was kingHe showed respect for every manRegardless of their skin and clanBeside him stood his mighty queenAn equal force, wise and keenHe lifted up the underneath And all his wealth he did bequeathTo those who toiled without a gainSo they would remember his reignSo seek some place to call your ownRight next to this mighty shining throneWhen Love was king


I Fall In Love Too Easily (Sammy Cahn/Jule Styne) EMI Music Publishing/ASCAP

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford pianoAaron James bass

Bonus TracksTime is TickingTime is tickingTime is tickingDid you dance out in the rain?hmm... Time is tickingTime is tickingDid you jump out of a plane?Did you make love on a train?It’s not too late

Time is tickingTime is tickingDid you wash away the pain?hmm... Time is tickingTime is tickingDid you finish War and Peace?Did you make peace with a friend?It’s not too late

Does life just spin around the hands of a clockAre we just pushing time?Or is time pushing us?The grindFrom the train to the bus, to the planeBe on time ‘til the end of your lifeNo it’s no life for meLet’s make life sublime

Time is tickingTime is tickingDid you dance out in the rain?hmm...Time is tickingTime is tickingDid you jump out of a plane?Did you make love on a train?It’s not too late

Gregory Porter vocals Chip Crawford pianoAaron James bassCurtis Taylor trumpetFather Time ticking

Water Under Bridges(Rubato Version)


All compositions by Gregory Porter Golden Slipper Publishing/ASCAP except where notedAll Gregory Porter compositions are arranged by Gregory Porter, Chip Crawford and Kamau Kenyatta

Recorded at Sear Sound, NY, March 28th, 29th, 30th and April 15th, 2013Engineered by Jay NewlandAssistant engineers: Ted Tuthill, Owen MulhollandPre-mix editing by Fran Cathcart at Eastside Sound on “Musical Genocide”

Produced by Brian BacchusMixed by Jay Newland at The Grateful Shed, April and May, 2013Mastered at Battery Studios by Mark WilderKamau Kenyatta: Associate producer, horn arrangements

Release Coordination: Pascal BodManagement: Paul Ewing [email protected]

Portrait photography: Shawn PetersRecording photography, Package Art Direction & Graphic Design: Rebecca Meek

Yosuke Sato plays Yanagisawa Saxophone and Aizen MouthpieceEmanuel Harrold plays Dream Cymbals, Vic Firth Sticks and Sakae Drums.

I would like to say thank you to the people in my life that help create and inspire music in me. My family, my band, my fans, the support of management and agents. Liquid Spirit is like my other recordings, music that wells up inside me. Concepts of self and culture and family that find a way to melody.

I’d like to thank personally my new baby boy Demyan — also known as Cладкий— for inspiring in me the song “When Love Was King.” I wrote it thinking of a better world in which to raise him. Thank you to my Victoria for him and for your support.

Thank you to bro Lloyd and his family, thank you to Paul, Rebecca, to Brian and Kamau,Shawn Peters, Ali Muhammod.

Thanks to the music makers on the record Chip, Arron, Emanuel Yosuke, Tivon, Curtisand Will Barrow for your musical charisma.

Thank you to Jean Phillippe, Universal France family and to Don Was andthe Blue Note family for hearing me.

I could go on but let the words of my song be thank you...

Seek some place to call your ownRight next to this mighty shining throneWhen Love was kingWhen Love was king

Peace and love, Gregory.

BRIAN BACCHUS

AARON JAMES

JAY NEWLAND, BRIAN BACCHUS CHIP CRAWFORD

EMANUEL HARROLD

GP, CHIP CRAWFORD

KAMAU KENYATTA

GP

CURTIS TAYLOR, YOSUKI SATO, TIVON PENNICOTT

GP

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