Welcome to Music Friday when we bring you sensational songs with jewelry, gemstones or precious metals in the lyrics or title. Today we feature Corinne Bailey Rae’s quintessential summer singalong, “Put Your Records On,” a tune that urges the listener to “let your hair down” and references the September birthstone — sapphire.
In this song about casting away worries, taking time to relax and embracing one’s inner beauty, Rae repeats the catchy phrase, “Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams / Just go ahead, let your hair down.”
Although the “sapphire” in the verse is likely referring to a particular shade of blue jeans, we’re still excited to feature this song because Rae’s message and performance are so uplifting.
The 42-year-old British singer-songwriter and guitarist scored a huge hit with “Put Your Records On” in 2006 when it was released as the second single from her self-titled debut album. The song charted in 17 countries, sold nearly two million copies and was nominated at the 2007 Grammy Awards for “Record of the Year” and “Song of the Year.” She also received a third nomination that year for “Best New Artist.”
Incidentally, the song’s opening lines, “Three little birds sat on my window / And they tell me I don’t need to worry,” is a reference to Bob Marley & The Wailers’ 1977 hit song, “Three Little Birds.”
“Put Your Records On” returned to music charts in 2020, when it was covered by indie rock performer Ritt Momney. His version charted in 15 countries and peaked in the top 10 in Australia and New Zealand.
Born Corinne Jacqueline Bailey in Leeds, England, in 1979, the multi-talented artist was inspired as a teenager by the music of Lenny Kravitz, Jimi Hendrix and Led Zeppelin.
Please check out Rae’s live performance of “Put Your Records On.” The lyrics are below if you’d like to sing along…
“Put Your Records On”Written by Corinne Bailey Rae, John Beck and Steve Chrisanthou. Performed by Corinne Bailey Rae.
Three little birds, sat on my window.And they told me I don’t need to worry.Summer came like cinnamonSo sweet,Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, we’ve got it wrong, but it’s alrightThe more things seem to change, the more they stay the sameOh, don’t you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite songYou go ahead, let your hair downSapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,(just relax, just relax)Don’t you let those other boys fool you,Got to love that afro hair do.
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it’s alrightThe more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.Don’t you think it’s strange?
‘Twas more than I could take, pity for pity’s sakeSome nights kept me awake, I thought that I was strongerWhen you gonna realize, that you don’t even have to try any longer?Do what you want to.
Oh, you’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Credit: Screen capture via Youtube.com.
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