One of Cleveland, Ohio's best contributions to mid-'60s rock and roll! Inspired future horn-based bands Blood, Sweat & Tears and Chicago.

Finally a recording of this great song with the proper balance between the vocals and instruments. Love the organ!

I could play this all day, perhaps I just might!!!! Thanks for this updated gem!!!!!

Remarkable job on how great this sounds in stereo for the digital age!!!

Really hear just how good the drums are in this, and I come from a family of drummers !!!

Here we go, I’m right back in high school, on the school bus going home!

Amazing how much time has passed since we use to dance to this in college...This is by far the best download I have heard......Miss those days, music, fraternity Brothers and all those sweet southern girls...Beam me back Scottie

Bass player, Mert Maddsen(sp) turned 81 couple months ago. Living in Europe somewhere....... Wow!! That tambourine is so crisp. And those horns.......to die for! Great job. 👍

It has that kick, my friend! Thanks for the memories and the awesome sound.

Thanks for enhancing one of my favorite songs from my early childhood! LOVE IT !

NEARLY FORGOT HOW GOOD THIS IS 🧡🎼

This song is amazing! Love them horns!

THANKS FOR THE DRUM WORK, ITS PURE music to my ears!!!

Absolutely LOVE This Golden Oldie Of My Time Growing Up As A Teenager In The 60's , The Late Sonny Geraci & Cleveland's Outsiders " Time Won't Let Me " !!!!!!!!

This was on the short list of mix tapes for my Walkmans, and songs I moved from my CD collection to my computer for using Seventh String and filling my iPods, and MP3 Players. All of the songs on my short list, of a thousand or more songs, were listened to at least a dozen times a year. I listened to a great number of the songs in this youtube collection at half speed so I could figure out the proper chords and embellishments in the rhythm parts, and to learn the licks and lead solos. I wrote them down in a massive set of my own tab notebooks, with notes on effects and such. I kept my notebooks in tubs, more than a hundred pounds of them! I couldn't keep dragging them along with me from one seedy apartment to another. It was the same problem with guitars. I kept my favorite for last, but had to sell it too. It was a guitar I will never be able to afford again. Guitar salesman will spout crap, like the guitar doesn't matter, it's the player. But I knew the Beatles sound and tone. I was after the Holy Grail of Guitar tones. The very tones I heard in so many of the rock and roll songs I loved. George Harrison's Gretch. They finally made a replica, down to the last detail of manufacture. They even made a dinged up one for people who like to pay extra to have their guitars dinged up. (I wonder if Pete Townshend, a cousin from the other side of the pond, will be auctioning any dinged up guitars before the four horsemen ride in England.) When I go by bars where bands are playing, I'm impressed by the wide range of songs they play. I've been cursed by Mnemosyne. Memory is the mother of the muses, and my memory, willingness to submit to memorizing things, ability to endure the torture of repetition. Hell, No! There are too many lies, deceptions, and junk emotions and thoughts flying around. If you don't present a moving target, people will riddle you with garbage. I forgot how to play all the songs I had learned so painstakingly, the books were tossed. A couple of years ago, I picked up a cheap guitar and found myself desolate of things to play. I kept getting to a part in every one of these old songs when I couldn't remember where it went next. It was the fault of the way I studied music. When I was a child in diapers, I would pull myself up on a chair and bounce when the Beverly Hillbillies and Petticoat Junction tunes would play. Observant parents would have noted: "Hey, this kid wants to rock!" I fought against heavy resistance to my buying my first records when I was 5 years old. (1967) My mother flatly refused to buy me a guitar. I wanted an electric guitar, but I couldn't even bargain my mother down to the cheapest acoustic. My epicly deadbeat dad bitterly chewed me out for choosing a Beatles album when he took me out to buy a record for me. He bought it as agreed, but it put him in a sour and aggressive mood for the rest of the day. He complained that I already had a Beatles album. What could I answer? He probably caught the tone in my arguments and decided I was calling him stupid. (I believe it was Rubber Soul. I almost exclusively listen to The Paul McCartney pre-1966 "The Beatles". My favorite recordings were The Beatles at the Star Club. The sound quality was horrible and wobbly on the old boot leg tapes, but they've cleaned it up nicely in some recent CD releases. That was the band I wanted, but it was too hard to find the right spirits in other musicians. I had to get a late start at guitar playing. A one credit course and a cheap acoustic in college. I was horribly inept at first and I couldn't tune it. Of course, even the lowest class of campfire strummers looked down upon me with contempt. I didn't have much confidence either, because my mother had spent the first 18 years of my life beating me down, lying, sabotaging, discouraging, forbidding, etc. In her class, the entire entertainer class is held in perpetual contempt. They were a powerful family, avoiding publicity, and running corporations around the world, even during wartime. Charley, of Charlie's Angels, was a Hollywood inside joke about my uncle Charley, who was behind the scenes in Hollywood and Chicago media stations. It is hard, discouraging, and humbling to pursue your love of something when the world holds you in contempt, and no one will play with you, or even help you learn. Call it a soul hardening practice. But then, there is time, and time will never let you. I started working on my guitar playing a couple of years ago, and I was making an amazing new kind of progress by taking an approach I would have taken when I was a child, before I learned to use books to study. What a disaster that was! How did I know songs? I memorized the chord progressions. A A D D A A D D E E A D E. What song is that? That's why I forgot all of them. They were just letters of the alphabet stored in a dusty old book in my memory. I had dropped the memories with the books. But the songs still lived in my memory where I loved to listen to them. I decided I had to learn the songs just as sounds and forget the alphabet. I was making unexpected progress because my ever curious mind couldn't help but wonder at the fact that my favorite parts of songs all had a limited number of "tricks" in common. I learned the Gordon Lightfoot song writing tricks, the John Lennon song writing tricks, some Monkees tricks, etc. It was a wonder and a revelation. I could pick up the guitar, throw together a mixed bag of tricks, and I was writing potential hits off the top of my head. I've become a more clumsy guitar player. Shorty, fat fingers was always a problem. I never could play a Rickenbacher, for one of my favorite guitar sounds. But lately, as I approach 60 years old, my fingers seem to be fatter, and I buzz strings all over the place, unless I aim for a style involving mostly partial chords, which I prefer anyway. My fingers hurt so that I could never get through a set in a club. I had to set that dream aside and my old new guitar gathers dust. Time wouldn't let me, and time wouldn't let me again, and again, and again... Eventually, time won't let any of us. But I keep the great old tunes on my iPod and listen frequently. Don't go begging to time. (fellow traveler)

The stereo is super :)

Sensational!

Best version I've heard! Thank you !!

I love the saxophone in this song!

NOW THIS is the way it should sound...........

Elementary school for me. At lunch i'd go off grounds to local record store then back to grama house, play it twice and run back to school lol

i love this song! good job, ty

A favorite of mine, and man did you make it sound good! Thank you.

One of the most influential records in the movement of making horns an essential ingredient in a new white soul pop-rock style. Along with the American Breed and of course, the Grass Roots, this helped paved the way for Chicago, Blood, Sweat and Tears, and many others. On the original of this, any version officially released,, the horns almost drown out Sonny Geraci and co.'s voices as the instumental guitar solo part begins. You definitely took care of that. Sonny's voice is right out front and you can barely hear the horns at all! In fact, the originally horn-dominated intro here makes the horns sound like an incidental afterthought in the background of a heavily-reverbed percussion and acoustic/electric guitar part with a nice electric organ smoothing the way. I'm not sure why anyone would try to take the horns out of a record where horns are almost the point, and I did listen multiple times (twice) to make sure my ears weren't playing tricks on me. I can't wait to put on the original on my stereo. Interesting look at what rock might have been like if the horn movement had never happened.

Really well done over all, especially with the drums.

I love this song!! KOMA from OKC when I was a little boy. You did a great job, Kenn!

Great choice for a follow-up. YESSSSSSSSSS! You're amazing.

BEST I EVER HEARD THIS GREAT TRACK !!! Sonny would approve !!!

Thanks for enhancing one of my favorite songs from my early childhood!

trully amazing work rock on man this brings back great memories of my childhood and timecop also hehe great movie you made this song sound like it supposed to sound like thank you man keep on rockin

Great job it sounds so good thanks Kenn

Jerry Tiffe is the stand out vocal for the chorus parts and the ending. Jerry and Sonny were friends at that time and Sonny was kind enough to ask my brother to sing the background vocals.

Another great must have 45! Keep them coming.

Superb job, as always!!

Una chingoneria, Congratulations, is excellent.

Thank you.

Excellent ~ Thanks!

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Nice embellishments. I took a different approach by combining the live version and the first studio stereo mix without separated binaural chnls. The overall EQ is not what I'd like but I did it in about 3 hours and strived to keep the bass line consistent. Numerous tempo alignments and got most of the 4th guitar overdub (including the Live version lead). The ending was a bit tricky too. Now I think I have an idea of how a live partial actual live play over would have sounded with Leslie, King's horn section and amazingly raunchy added guitar sub lines for the usually absent horns. May try another shot using 2nd Stereo Mastering (with separated rhythm tracks added to the live issue.

Grandioso el sonido que resaltaron wow

Wow, another good job without losing love for the original. :)

Love it 😊

This sounds nice than when it first dropped on the radio, that bass line is outstanding, ya!!!!?

Great job

Wow! So much better than the original version. 🎼🎶👍

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Nice remix!

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yep '' i knew it ''' the drums '''

Bloody great blowysong, man !

What happened to drum roll intro..sounds great though

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now ya talking! don't hear this kind of music today my friend!

Nice version but there is an official vocal centered version that might have worked better for you if you did not know this. Rog

Anothah grate blowout song.

The drumroll at start is missing...ugh!

Doesn't have the drum strike that starts the record...otherwise, sound good!

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