Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strings of Pearls, artist - Barney Kessel. Album song Jada Bossa Nova - 1962 - (14 Successes), in the genre Date of issue: 13.12.2018
Record label: ISIS
Song language: English
Strings of Pearls |
| A long time ago |
| When my mother’s hands were all my world |
| She taught me everything there was to know about |
| Holding and being held |
| Like a grain of sand in an oyster shell |
| The seed of knowledge grows |
| The small thing becomes a pearl |
| At the tender age |
| When everything is unfamiliar |
| I can remember all the rough-play princess |
| And the wild crusader |
| Never too shy for a mission of discovery |
| I learned about the well |
| Of my curiosity |
| Some wear their heart on their sleeve |
| Some wear the patience of saints |
| Some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders |
| I just wear my string of pearls |
| My string of pearls |
| The first time that I really fell in love |
| I gave half my heart away and taking care of half of his |
| A proof we were old enough |
| All of those teenage radio songs |
| About romance that lasts for ever |
| Well, I found out they’d got it wrong |
| Some wear their heart on their sleeve |
| Some wear the patience of saints |
| Some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders |
| I just wear my string of pearls |
| My string of pearls |
| Waiting for gurus or gypsies or gods |
| Under these burning clouds |
| Searching for comfort above |
| When I joined a band to be a rock and roll star |
| I tasted how sweet it was to be the girl that everybody wanted |
| Playing a little bar |
| Spotlights shine on me |
| 'Cause when the party’s over |
| You’re just a waste of electricity |
| And |
| Some wear their heart on their sleeve |
| Some wear the patience of saints |
| Some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders |
| I just wear my string of pearls |
| My string of pearls |
| I got a life |
| I guess it suits me pretty well |
| I gotta crawl down narrow allleyways to Heaven |
| Or stroll boulevards to Hell |
| Bead by bead of wisdom and poetry |
| All the blind paths and avenues |
| Dimly lit by my rosary |
| And |
| Some wear their heart on their sleeve |
| Some wear the patience of saints |
| Some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders, oh |
| Oh |
| Some wear a crown of thorns |
| Some wear out their welcome |
| But somewhere over the rainbow |
| I will wear my string of pearls |
| My string of pearls |
| My string of pearls |
| I will wear my string of pearls |