| The Music of Anita Goodman |
G C He was a single seminary teacher G Em Lookin' for a wife to make him whole G He searched the Singles Wards A The institutes and more G D G And then he came a knockin' at my door. Chorus: G C But I'm too much woman for that seminary man. G I'm too much woman Em Get a revelation if you can G Em I'm too much woman for that seminary man G C G I'm too much woman for that man G C He fasted and he prayed for hours G Em Trying to find a woman to wed. G He'd gone to BYU A A returned missionary too G D G He'd take me if I gave up Mountain Dew Chorus: G C He got down on his knees and pleaded G Em Beggin' me to take him as my man. G A vision dressed in lace . . . A Tears runnin' down his face . . . G D G I said "honey, you ain't even in the race". Chorus: |
| Too Much Woman |
| The Break-Up (Dedicated to my one true love*) |
| D Dear sweets it's over G It must be A D I've told you many times before I know My sweets it' over G For sure now A D Don't be hanging' 'round my kitchen door G D You come around and you tempt me A D With one tiny little kiss G D And I give in -- to your sweetness G D A . . . Just this once. D So we must part now G My good friend A A We just can't have those quiet nights alone And though I'll want you G I just can't cheat A D For our love has much too long been bitter-sweet. A D Yes -- Our love has much too long been bitter-sweet. * Anita Goodman's one true love is chocolate. |
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| The Milk Man |
| D C Some people call him a hero D C Some people call him a friend D C Some people call him the maker of their dreams A Asus4 But I -- Call him "The Milkman" D C He doesn't know how I love him D C He doesn't know how I care D C He doesn't know what his eyes do to me A Asus4 But I shiver -- when he is near D C Will I see him tomorrow D C What will another day bring? D C Will he ever know how I feel inside A Asus4 By looking -- in my eyes? D C When will we ever be together? D C When will we gaze at the moon? D C When will our lives be entwined as one? A Asus4 Maybe soon --- I hope soon . . . (Repeat First Verse) |
| The Story Behind the Music . . . The song "The Milk Man" was actually my first song. Looking back, I see how clumsy the lyrics are and I am surprised that it is still one of my most requested songs in concert. Perhaps it's because the song communicates so powerfully the emotions of that brief romantic interlude with the "the maker of my dreams" -- the milkman. This experience was so life changing for me that not only was I compelled to write this song, but also to write out the whole story which was not published in several major women's magazines. -- Anita |
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| D I'm just too pretty G That's what I tell them A When they ask why G D I don't have a date G The men feel awkward in my presence A Because they know G D They may not rate I just can't help it G A This natural beauty that seems D To never end G I have enough to give away A G D To sell or maybe lend. I'm just so pretty G I just can't take it A D I would stand and yell aloud G Why can't i just go around A D With the rest of the ugly crowd. |
| I'm Just Too Pretty |
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| Anita Goodman on . . "The Music of Anita Goodman" Each human being has a story to tell. Some individuals choose to tell their story by way of the written word. Some tell their story by the spoken word. Still others, like myself, choose to tell their story of life, love, and learning through music. I am living proof that the story doesn't have to be interesting to be told. -- Anita |
| Anita Goodman On . . . Her Greatest Hit of All Time . . . "Too Much Woman" is a song that I consider more of a gift. You see -- I wrote it during Sacrament Meeting. The words just seem to come to my mind as I wrote them hastily on the back of the paper program.. This song is a celebration . . . A celebration of the woman that I am! It contains no apologies for not fitting the stereotypical mold of what a woman should be in today's society and culture. Because . . . I am a celebration . . . . . . of beauty . . . of confidence . . . of self-esteem . . . and the right to be desired (in a reverent way) I am too much woman!! |
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