Composers: Keith
Richards, Waddy Wachtel &
Steve
Jordan
Recording date: March-September
1992
Recording locations: The
Site, San Rafael, California; Studio 900, Master Sound Astoria,
New York Giant Recording Studios
& The Hit Factory, New York City
Producers: Keith
Richards, Steve Jordan & Waddy Wachtel
Chief engineer: Don
Smith
Line-up:
Drums: Charley
Drayton
Bass: Keith Richards
Electric guitars: Keith
Richards, Waddy Wachtel & Steve Jordan
Lead vocal: Keith
Richards
Background vocals: Waddy
Wachtel, Steve Jordan, Bernard Fowler
& Babi Floyd
Piano: Ivan
Neville
Organ: Ivan Neville
Clavinet: Ivan
Neville
Percussion: Steve
Jordan
Lip bone: Babi
Floyd
Now listen to me baby
Why keep it on so low?
And I whisper to you, sister
Now we're all alone
Take no notice of me baby
Like a dream
Going to keep it quiet
So I can hear you scream
Words of wonder
They are the words
I want to hear
Yes I'm sticking to you, baby
Until I arrive
Well I'm half dead
A quarter alive
A little bit is missing
Wonder where it's gone
And you pay me no attention
I babble on and on
Words, those words of wonder...
Dripping from your lips
Yeah that's the way it goes
That's the way it comes, you know what I mean?
Now that you're talking to me, baby
Now you say that I'm obscene
Roll it over, baby
Now I've got to jam it up
Make you weep and moan
Go around the back, baby
And make yourself known
The words, these are words of wonder
These are the words
You better learn
These are words, these words of wonder
These are words
You ought to know
You been talking to me, sweetie
You know I babble on and on
I run away my tongue
Giving thanks and praises
Low friends in high places
Words of wonder
I'm going to whisper these words of wonder
TrackTalk
Jamaican horn players don't play that stuff anymore: now they play in tune. That beautiful loose African dissonance... just slightly off... is gone. Babi laid down one line, and then went out and doubled it exactly. He knocked us out.