Open Your Arms
Bob A. Feldman
A folk song/love song--written in the early 1970s--about wishing a woman you love was with you "on a sunny Sunday" in spring during hard economic times--when the "prices get higher" and the "jobs they get scarce" for U.S. working-class people.
It's a sunny Sunday and I wish you were here
It's a good day for loving and I wish you were near
You're a woman arousing
You know you are
Come kiss me, honey,
And please open your arms.
(chorus)
Open your arms and give me some joy
Open your arms and my heart I'll employ
Open your arms, I'll bring you so high
Open your arms and you'll feel like sunshine.
(more verses)
These prices get higher, these jobs they get scarce
I wish I could grasp you and taste your sweet lips
I wish you would bite me
And pull my alarm
Come play with me, honey,
And please open your arms. (chorus)
I've waited so long to embrace you tight
I wish you were near me to hug here tonight
You're a challenging woman
Who hates those who do harm
And with you, I'm quite helpless
When you open your arms. (chorus)
For it's a sunny Sunday and I wish you were here
It's a good day for loving and I wish you were near
You're a woman arousing
You know you are
Come kiss me, honey,
And please open your arms.