About the song
“Poetry in Motion,” a timeless classic that captured the hearts of listeners in the early 1960s, is a testament to the enduring power of simple, yet evocative lyrics and a catchy melody. The song, penned by Paul Kaufman and Mike Anthony, emerged from a seemingly mundane observation: the daily procession of young ladies from a nearby school. This ordinary scene provided inspiration for a song that would become a chart-topping sensation.
Recorded by a variety of artists, including Johnny Tillotson whose version became the most popular, “Poetry in Motion” is a quintessential example of the pop music genre. Its breezy tempo, coupled with the crooning vocals of Tillotson, creates a nostalgic atmosphere that transports listeners back to a simpler time. The song’s lyrics paint a vivid picture of youthful innocence and admiration, capturing the essence of first love and the thrill of youthful discovery.
Beyond its commercial success, “Poetry in Motion” has endured as a cultural touchstone. Its infectious melody and relatable themes have ensured its longevity, making it a beloved song that continues to resonate with audiences of all ages. Whether you’re a seasoned music lover or simply seeking a dose of nostalgia, “Poetry in Motion” offers a timeless and enjoyable listening experience.
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Lyrics
When I see my baby
What do I see
Poetry
Poetry in motion
Poetry in motion
Walkin’ by my side
Her lovely locomotion
Keeps my eyes open wide
Poetry in motion
See her gentle sway
A wave out on the ocean
Could never move that way
I love every movement
And there’s nothing I would change
She doesn’t need improvement
She’s much too nice to rearrange
Poetry in motion
Dancing close to me
A flower of devotion
A swaying gracefully
Whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
Poetry in motion
See her gentle sway
A wave out on the ocean
Could never move that way
I love every movement
There’s nothing I would change
She doesn’t need improvement
She’s much too nice to rearrange
Poetry in motion
All that I adore
No number-nine love potion
Could make me love her more
Whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa