I have a friend who has been, at times, susceptible to the wiles of women who mean him absolutely no good. As far as I know, they have all had red hair, but it’s taken him decades to make the connection.
He once came into my office to chat after a long absence, and I asked him how he was doing. He said things were good, so I risked another question… Are you seeing anyone?
“Oh, no,” he replied. “It’s just like Bob Marley said. ‘No woman, no cry!’”
I told him I didn’t think that’s what Bob meant in that song, but he assured me otherwise. This song is dedicated to him. (He’s now with a great lady who usually has blue hair. Progress.)
I heard this song as a Motown tune, and thanks to the saxophone stylings of Damien Hyde, vocals by Rod Johnson, the horn and vocal arrangement and pretty much everything else provided by Dave Roof, I think we nearly got there.