Our next “forgotten” artist is a product of my own home state of Florida. Johnny Tillotson was born in Jacksonville, spent his childhood in Palatka, and attended the University of Florida in Gainesville.
While at UF, a local DJ entered the aspiring singer-songwriter into a contest. As a finalist, he captured the attention of a Nashville publisher and was signed to a record deal. He left Florida for New York, but not before graduating with a degree in journalism (good for him!).
As a country pop crooner, Tillotson eventually landed three singles in the Billboard Top 10, and another seven in the Top 40. His biggest hit was a recording of ‘Poetry in Motion,’ which made it all the way to #2.
He found crossover success, and earned a Grammy nomination for Best Country & Western Recording, for ‘It Keeps Right On a-Hurtin’,’ a song he wrote about his father’s terminal illness. That track peaked at #3 on the pop chart and #4 on the country chart. It was eventually recorded by over 100 other artists, including Elvis Presley.
Tillotson died earlier this year at 86. A plaque acknowledging his entrance into the Florida Artists Hall of Fame hangs in the state capitol.
Wishing I could hold you tight
Life seems so empty since you went away
The pillow where you lay your head
Now holds my lonely tears instead
And it keeps right on a-hurtin’
Since you’re gone
It keeps right on a-hurtin every minute of the day
Every hour you’re away I feel so lonely
And I can’t help it, I don’t think I can go on
And it keeps right on a-hurtin’ since you’re gone
They say a man should never cry
But when I see you passing by
My heart breaks down and cries a million tears
You broke my heart and set me free
But you forgot your memory
And keeps right on a-hurtin’ since your gone
It keeps right on a-hurtin every minute of the day
Every hour you’re away I feel so lonely
And I can’t help it, I don’t think I can go on
And it keeps right on a-hurtin’ since you’re gone
Never heard of him or this song, but Go Gators!š¤£
not familiar with him either but the song Poetry in motion sounds familiar