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Movin' On

Esther Williams
[with Dorothy Pritchett]

Alex Walker

Joe Bana

Eddie Drennon

Eddie Drennon

Gayle Dixon
New York

1977

Note the gentle, yet powerful, "male" brass punctuating the lyrics like an exclamation-point on the sentiment, and, then, at the middle-break and during the build, taking a background role while the "female" strings scream in metaphorical liberation of the mind, body, and soul, all the while elevating the listener onto the higher plane of melodic and philharmonic phantasmagoria.

Lyrics

Intro - Background 1
Just another look at you and then I'm on my way.
I'm movin' on; movin' on.
I've got one more bag to pack; then there ain't no lookin' back.
I'm movin' on; movin' on.

Verse 1
Don't try to stop me, now; it really is too late.
Once I get rollin', I'll be hard to overtake.
My mind is rarin' to go; my heart says it can't take no more.
So I'm movin' on; movin' on.
I said I'm movin' on; I'll soon be gone.


Background 2
She'll soon be gone...
Just another kiss and there'll be nothing left to say.
I'm movin' on; movin' on.
Got my ticket in my hand; right now don't need no other man.
I'm movin' on; movin' on.

Verse 2
I've got a lot of world for this young girl to see.
But I can't see nothin', being where I don't wanna be.
Gonna stop just spinnin' my wheels; it'll check that; clickin' my heels.
Keep movin' on; movin' on.
Oh, I gotta keep movin' on; I'll soon be gone.
(Screaming violins, viole, and celli)

Background 3
No more time that kept me cryin' tears each day.
I'm movin' on; movin' on.
Got my ticket in my hand; right now don't need no other man.
I'm movin' on; movin' on.

Verse 3
I'm ready for everything, from letter "A" to "Z."
I'm droppin' these shackles, honey; gonna be free.
Changin' my life and spreading the news:
Different colors; no more blues.
Keep movin' on; movin' on.
I've got to keep movin' on; I'll soon be gone.

Conclusion
(Screaming violins, viole, and celli)
She's movin' on; on and on and on and on and on and on.
That girl - She's movin'.  Girl - She's movin'.
She's movin' on; on and on and on and on and on and on.
That girl - She's movin'.  Girl - She's movin'.
(Enter screaming strings, winding up an octave, bringing the mind and soul into euphonious euphoria, emphasizing the freeing of her soul.)
She's movin' on; on and on and on and on and on and on.
That girl - She's movin'.  Girl - She's movin'.
She's movin' on; on and on and on and on and on and on.
That girl - She's movin'.  Girl - She's movin'.
(Enter exclamatory brass, accentuating the finality of the sentiment, and, in harmony with the strings, emphasizing the accord between "both parties" of her decision.)
She's movin' on; on and on and on and on and on and on.
That girl - She's movin'.  Girl - She's movin'.
She's movin' on; on and on and on and on and on and on.