Maryann
Pernell Roberts · Other Songs - Pernell Roberts
The field warms in the sun.
Spring's coming on and the ice melts down
as it runs through the streams to the sea
far away, MaryAnn.
Now the grass growing high and the singing of the birds
might charm the hearts of some.
But all I feel is the cold spring rain
that says my love has gone
far away, MaryAnn
When she was here, my heart was bright and warm,
but now it grows so cold.
A man needs the love of a soft gentle girl.
Summer's gone, winter's now coming on.
Hurry home, MaryAnn.
Soon the grass will die and the birds fly south
and the ground ring hard as stone.
But her smile will melt the ice in my heart
when I see my love coming home,
on the hill, MaryAnn
But her smile will melt the ice in my heart
when I see my love coming home,
on the hill, MaryAnn, MaryAnn, MaryAnn.
Maryann - Pernell Roberts
Pernell Roberts' 'Maryann' stands as a defining track within the landscape of early English rock and roll. Recorded during the pivotal era when American rock styles began to permeate the British Isles, the song exemplifies the raw energy and rhythmic drive characteristic of Roberts' work. As a key figure in the genre's development, Roberts utilized this recording to showcase the vocal prowess and instrumental swagger that would become his signature. The track serves as a testament to the vibrant musical exchange occurring in England during the mid-1950s, capturing the spirit of a time when rock and roll was rapidly evolving from its American roots into a distinct British identity. Its enduring appeal lies in its authentic representation of the period's sound, offering listeners a glimpse into the cultural momentum of the era through Roberts' compelling performance.