If you’re familiar with this golden oldie, what is a personal memory it calls to mind for you?
“Cupid” by Sam Cooke, 1961.
LYRICS:
Cupid, draw back your bow And let your arrow go Straight to my lover's heart for me, for me Cupid, please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to my lover's heart for me
Now, I don't mean to be bother to you But I'm in distress There's danger of me losing all of my happiness For I love a girl who doesn't know I exist And this you can fix, so
Cupid, draw back your bow And let your arrow go Straight to my lover's heart for me Nobody but me Cupid, please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to my lover's heart for me
Now Cupid, if your arrow make her love strong for me I promise I will love her until eternity I know between the two of us, her heart we can steal Help me if you will, so
Cupid, draw back your bow And let your arrow go Straight to my lover's heart for me Nobody but me Cupid, please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to my lover's heart for me
Now, Cupid Don't you hear me Calling you? I need you Cupid Help me I need you Cupid, don't fail me 'Cause I need you
No particular memory from this song, but memories of a simpler time of life, a time when music was really good, singers were talented and had good voices and you could understand the words to songs.