Ramona
George Shearing · Other Songs - George Shearing
Where the mountains high
Seem to kiss the sky
Someone is out yonder, o'er the hills
Waiting patiently, Waiting just for me
Ramona, I hear the mission bells above
Ramona, they're ringing out our song of love
I press you, caress you, and bless the day you taught me to care
To always remember the rambling rose you wear in your hair
Ramona, when day is done you'll hear my call
Ramona, we'll meet beside the water fall
I dread the dawn when I awake to find you gone
Ramona I need you my own
Let's wander out yonder o'er the hills
By a babbling brook
Where we'll find a nook
To build our own love nest, o'er the hills
Darling of my heart, Never more to part
Ramona, I hear the mission bells above
Ramona, they're ringing out our song of love
I press you, caress you, and bless the day you taught me to care
To always remember the rambling rose you wear in your hair
Ramona, when day is done you'll hear my call
Ramona, we'll meet beside the water fall
I dread the dawn when I awake to find you gone
Ramona I need you my own
Ramona
George Shearing's recording of "Ramona" stands as a testament to his mastery of the English jazz idiom. Known for his distinctive "Shearing Sound," which featured a unique voicing technique on the piano, Shearing brought a refined elegance to this standard. The track exemplifies his ability to reinterpret familiar material with sophisticated harmonic textures and a relaxed, swinging rhythm. Throughout his extensive career, Shearing recorded numerous classics, often collaborating with vocalists or leading his quintet through lush arrangements that defined mid-century jazz. "Ramona" fits seamlessly within this celebrated body of work, showcasing the artist's commitment to clarity and melodic warmth. The recording remains a cherished example of his contribution to the genre, appealing to listeners who appreciate understated virtuosity and timeless orchestration.