BOBBY SHERMAN – “Little Woman” – 1970

Introduction

“Little Woman” stands as Bobby Sherman’s breakthrough single—an infectious, bubblegum‑pop gem that rocketed him into teen‑idol stardom in 1969. Penned by songwriter Danny Janssen and produced by Jackie Mills, the 2‑minute‑22‑second track marked Sherman’s debut on the Metromedia label, paired with Bob Dylan’s “One Too Many Mornings” on its B‑side .

Upon its May 1969 release, “Little Woman” rapidly climbed the charts, peaking at No. 3 on the Billboard Hot 100 and securing the No. 1 spot on the Cashbox Top 100 for a week. Its appeal crossed borders, reaching No. 2 in Canada and earning a Top 5 spot in New Zealand. The song’s striving nine‑week tenure in Billboard’s Top 20 demonstrated its commercial resonance, ultimately selling over a million copies and earning a gold disc from the RIAA in October 1969 .

The recording featured a lively blend of pop instrumentation with an impressive lineup of session musicians—guitars by James Burton and Alton Hendrickson, piano by Don Randi, and drums by Jim Gordon, enriched with horns and strings . Its catchy refrain—“Hey little woman, please make up your mind…”—captured the hearts of millions, especially the pre‑teen and teenage girls who made Sherman a household name .

“Little Woman” was more than just a hit song; it launched Sherman into the cultural stratosphere. By 1970, he had earned more fan mail than any other performer on ABC, and his presence graced covers of drama‑filled teen magazines such as Tiger Beat and Sixteen, emblazoned on lunch boxes and posters in bedrooms across America . Television stardom followed swiftly: he was already a cast member on Shindig!, and soon landed a starring role as Jeremy Bolt on Here Come the Brides (1968–1970) .

In just one song, “Little Woman” consolidated Sherman’s wholesome charm, feel‑good pop sound, and booming popularity—elements that defined the late‑60s teen idol landscape and remain inseparable from his legacy.

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