Collecting 45s was a lot of fun when were younger. The "45" was the backbone of Top 40 radio. I also loved the idea of hearing one song at a time or letting the turntable repeat the record over and over again.
The Hollies were one of my favorite British groups. They went through some personnel changes, such as Graham Nash leaving to do his own thing. (Nash reappeared with Crosby Still & Nash, one of the great groups of their era.)
I loved The Hollies because their songs were catchy and easy to sing along to. Like a lot of other groups, they fizzled in the disco era and never had a comeback. However, they left us a legacy of great pop songs!
These are three of my favorites 45s plus a B-side. They are "On a carousel", "Look through any window", and "Carrie Anne"/"Signs that will never change":
"Riding along on a carousel Trying to catch up to you
Riding along on a carousel Will I catch up to you
Horses chasing 'cause they're racing
So near yet so far On a carousel, on a carousel
Nearer, nearer by changing horses Still so far away
People fighting for their places Just get in the way
Soon you'll leave and then I'll lose you
Still we're going round
On a carousel, on a carousel
Round and round and round and round and round
And round and round with you
Up, down, up, down, up, down too
As she leaves she drops the presents That she won before
Pulling ducks out of the water Got the highest score
Now's my chance and I must take it
A case of do-or-die On a carousel, on a carousel
Round and round and round and round and round
And round with you
Up, down, up, down, up, down too
Riding along on a carousel Trying to catch up to you
Riding along on a carousel Will I catch up to you
Now we take our ride together No more chasing her
On a carousel, on a carousel..."
"Look through any window yeah, what do you see?
Smilin' faces all around rushin' through the busy town
(Where do they go) movin' on their way
Walkin' down the highways and the by-ways
(Where do they go) movin' on their way
People with their shy ways and their sly ways
Oh you can see the little children all around
Oh you can see the little ladies in their gowns when you
Look through any window yeah, any time of day
See the drivers on the roads pullin' down their heavy loads
(Where do they go) movin' on their way
Drivin' down highways and the by-ways
(Where do they go) movin' on their way
Drivers with their shy ways and their sly ways
Oh you can see the little children all around
Oh you can see the little ladies in their gowns when you
Look through any window yeah, what do you see?
Smiling faces all around rushin' through the busy town
(Where do they go) Movin' on their way..."
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Hey, Carrie Anne Hey, Carrie Anne
When we were at school our games were simple
I played the janitor, you played the monitor
Then you played with older boys and prefects
What's the attraction in what they're doing
Hey Carrie Anne What's your game now, can anybody play
Hey Carrie Anne What's your game now, can anybody play
You were always something special to me
Quite independent, never caring
You lost your charm as you were aging
Where is your magic disappearing
Hey Carrie Anne....what's your game now, can anybody play
You're so, so like a woman to me So like a woman to me
So, so like a woman to me Like a woman to me
Hey Carrie Anne....what's your game now, can anybody play
People live and learn but you're still learning
You use my mind and I'll be your teacher
When the lesson's over you'll be with me
Then I'll hear the other people saying....."
"Sings that will never change" was the B-side. It was great, although I don't think that it charted anywhere:
"Leaves come falling on a winter's day
Robins weep and watch them sail away
Floating on the water now is autumns last farewell
These are signs that will never change
Signs that will never change
Rivers once were frozen now they're free
Showing winter's going rapidly
Tadpoles turning into frogs in winter's last farewell
These are signs that will never change
Signs that will never change
The changing faces of the seasons
Are those that cannot be compared
Except in love it sometimes happens
Love grows but all too soon it dies
Tadpoles turning into frogs in winter's last farewell
These are signs that will never change
Signs that will never change
Signs that will never change...."
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