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The Osmonds – Julie

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About the Song

“Julie” by The Osmonds is another unforgettable gem from the band’s diverse catalog, released in the early 1970s. The Osmonds, known for their signature harmony-filled sound and family-friendly image, deliver a song that blends upbeat pop with soulful undertones, making it a delightful listen that appeals to fans of both older and newer generations alike. The song’s infectious melody, paired with its emotionally charged lyrics, reveals the Osmonds’ ability to tackle more complex themes with an accessible, easy-to-enjoy style.

At its core, “Julie” is a song about love and admiration. The lyrics tell the story of a man deeply in love with someone named Julie, describing her in a way that reflects both affection and awe. The protagonist sees Julie as someone almost unattainable, yet his devotion shines through in every note. The charming narrative, combined with the gentle, yet exuberant delivery of the band, creates a warm, heartfelt vibe that makes this track a timeless favorite.

What makes “Julie” stand out in The Osmonds’ discography is its simplicity. The arrangement, while lush with harmonies, is not overdone, allowing the sincerity of the lyrics to come through. The infectious rhythm and catchy chorus are easy to sing along to, making it a song that connects with listeners on an emotional level.

For fans of The Osmonds or anyone exploring classic pop from the 70s, “Julie” offers a perfect snapshot of the era’s musical landscape. It encapsulates the joy and sweetness of the time while offering a refreshing take on themes of love and admiration. Whether you’re a longtime fan or just discovering The Osmonds, this song will undoubtedly resonate with anyone who has ever experienced the intense feelings of admiration and love. “Julie” is a beautiful reminder of the power of music to capture the simplest yet most profound emotions.The Osmonds: albums, songs, playlists | Deezer

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Lyrics: Julie

Julie, oh, my, Julie, what am I to do, yeah
I’m losing you, I don’t know what to do I feel you slipping away
I’m losing my way with you
Whoa, what could it be, you know it’s just like me to say something wrong
Was I away too long, what did I do

Whoa, Julie, Julie
Julie what am I to do
Julie, Julie
Julie I’m in love with you

Ah, you know I need you
Why because I love you
Oh, I got to have you darling
Don’t take your love away, tell me you’re gonna stay

Ah, I need you badly
Why, I love you madly
Oh, I got to have you darling
Don’t take your love away, tell me that you’re gonna stay

I don’t know when, don’t think I’ve ever been so lost before
Now you’re closing the store on me
Oh, how can I see why you’re avoiding me if you don’t let it out
Tell me what it’s all about, what did I do

Whoa, Julie, Julie
Julie what am I to do
Julie, Julie
Julie, Julie, Julie, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain’t it the truth, ain’t it the truth, ain’t it the truth

Ah, you know I need you
Why, because I love you
Oh, I got to have you darling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, you know I need you
Why, because I love you
Oh, I got to have you darling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, you know I need you
Why, because I love you
Oh, I got to have you darling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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