EVERY DAY I HAVE TO CRY (SOME)
(Arthur Alexander)

Steve Alaimo - 1962
Dusty Springfield - 1964
Julie Grant - 1964
Bobby Vee - 1965
The Bee Gees - 1965
The McCoys - 1965
The Gentrys - 1965
Ike & Tina Turner - 1966
The Defenders - 1966
Johnny Rivers - 1966
The Ex-Checkers - 1966
The Valentines - 1967
Lattimore Browne - 1968
Gary Lewis & The Playboys - 1969
BZN - 1969
Bob Luman - 1969
Phil Flowers & The Flower Shoppe - 1970
Mardi Gras - 1970
Billy Scott & The Prophets - 1974  
Arthur Alexander - 1975
Joe Stampley - 1977
Rick Nelson - 1978
Jerry Lee Lewis - 1979
Billie Jo Spears - 1979
Debby Boone - 1980
The Doug Dillard Band - 1989
Graham Parker - 1994
Johnny J. & The Hitmen - 1994 
C.J. Chenier - 1996
Bob Woodruff - 1997

Also recorded by: 
Alan Merrill; Bearfoot Bluegrass; Him & Her; B.B. & the Blues Shacks; Billy Scott. 


NON-ENGLISH VERSIONS:

French: 
"Chaque jour c'est la même chose" 
Lyrics by Claude Francois
Sung by Claude Francois - 1964

"Tu peux préparer le café noir"
Lyrics by Boris Bergman & Eddy Mitchell
Sung by Eddy Mitchell - 1971


Italian:
"Tanto so che poi mi passa"
Lyrics by Mogol
Sung by Dusty Springfield - 1964

Portuguese:
"Não Devia Contar"
Written by Rossini Pinto
Sung by The Fevers - 1971 




Ev'ry day I have to cry some
Ev'ry day I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Ev'ry day I have to cry

There was a little girl I had planned to marry
This was my love, I didn't wanna share it
I thought that love would make my life bright and sunny
She said she couldn't love me 'cause I didn't have no money

So ev'ry day I have to cry some
Ev'ry day I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Ev'ry day I have to cry

I had me a girl, I guess I really loved her
Ev'ry night I was thinkin' of her
But you can't mix love with money
'Cause if you do it's gonna hurt somebody

So ev'ry day I have to cry some
Ev'ry day I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Ev'ryday I have to cry

And though I know that I'm just a poor man
Is it wrong to love 'cause I'm not a rich man
Ev'ry time you mix love with money
Ev'ry time you hurt somebody

Ev'ry day I have to cry some
Ev'ry day I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Ev'ry day I have to cry
Ev'ry day I have to cry some
Ev'ryday I have......FADE


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - August 2012)


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As recorded by BILLIE JO SPEARS:


There was a little boy I had planned to marry
This was my love and I didn't wanta share it
I thought that love would make my life bright and sunny
He said he couldn't love me 'cause he didn't have no money

Everyday I have to cry some
Everyday I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Everyday I have to cry

I had me a boy, I guess I really loved him
Every night I was thinkin' of him
But you can't mix love with money
'Cause if you do, it's gonna hurt somebody

Everyday I have to cry some
Everyday I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Everyday I have to cry

Lord, I know that he is just a poor man
But is it wrong to love 'cause he's not a rich man
Everytime you mix love with money
Everytime it hurts somebody

Everyday I have to cry some
Everyday I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Everyday I have to cry

Everyday I have to cry some
Everyday I have to cry some
Dry the water from my eyes some
Everyday I have to cry


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - April 2018)


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As recorded by EDDY MITCHELL, titled ""Tu peux préparer le café noir":


On fait comme on a dit, tu restes encore huit jours
Le temps d'vous trouver un p'tit nid pour votre grand amour
J'ai pas grand' chose à dire, pas trop d'conseils à donner
Mais tu devrais réfléchir, les larmes, t'as déjà donner

Tu peux préparer l'café noir
Tes nuits blanches et même ton mouchoir
Il est pire que moi tu l'sais bien
Et j'suis déjà pas un saint

Je n't'avais pas promis mes plus belles années
Elles sont loin derrière moi mais le passé c'est le passé
L'important aujourd'hui bien sûr c'est ton bonheur
Mais je l'vois mal parti avec cet oiseau de malheur

Tu peux préparer l'café noir
Tes nuits blanches et même ton mouchoir
Il est pire que moi tu l'sais bien
Et j'suis déjà pas un saint

On fait comme on a dit entre nous, c'est net
Tu s'ras l'amie d'mon ami, j'essaierai de faire avec
Et si j'tiens pas la route, je sais où vous trouver
La nuit où l'insomnie f'ra qu'j'ai envie d'vous parler

Tu peux préparer l'café noir
Tes nuits blanches et même ton mouchoir
Il est pire que moi tu l'sais bien
Et j'suis déjà pas un saint