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Kilgary mountains / irish traditionell
KNOCKIN` ON HEAVEN`s DOOR / Bob Dylan
Lady d`Arbanville / Cat Stevens
Leaving on a Jetplane / john denver
midnight special / paul campbell
Moonlight shadow / Mike Oldfield
Morning of my life / Barry A. Gibb
Mr. tambourine man / bob dylan
MRS. ROBINSON / SIMON & GARFUNKEL
My Hometown / Bruce Springsteen
MY SWEET LORD / GEORGE HARRISON
OUT ON THE WEEKEND / NEIL YOUNG
San Francisco / Scott McKenzie
SCARBOROUGH FAIR / SIMON & GARFUNKEL
Sgt. Pepper`s Lonely Hearts Club Band / Beatles
Sound of Silence / Simon & Garfunkel
Streets of London / ralph mc tell
TEACH YOUR CHILDREN / GRAHAM NASH
There but for fortune / phil ochs
WHEN I´M SIXTY - FOUR / Beatles
WILD ROVER / irisch traditionell
WONDERFUL TONIGHT / Eric Clapton
You`ve got to hide your love away / beatles
Foggy Dew / Irish traditionell
Another brick in the wall / Pink Floyd
The needle and the damage done / Neil Young
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Kilgary mountains / irish traditionell
KNOCKIN` ON HEAVEN`s DOOR / Bob Dylan
Lady d`Arbanville / Cat Stevens
LADY MADONNA / BEATLES
Leaving on a Jetplane / john denver
Let it be / Beatles
midnight special / paul campbell
Moonlight shadow / Mike Oldfield
Morning of my life / Barry A. Gibb
Mr. tambourine man / bob dylan
MRS. ROBINSON / SIMON & GARFUNKEL
My Hometown / Bruce Springsteen
MY SWEET LORD / GEORGE HARRISON
NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN
Norwegian Wood / Beatles
OUT ON THE WEEKEND / NEIL YOUNG
Peggy Sue
proud mary / C. C. R.
RUBY TUESDAY / ROLLING STONES
Run for your life
/ Beatles
San Francisco / Scott McKenzie
SCARBOROUGH FAIR / SIMON & GARFUNKEL
She loves you / Beatles
Sgt. Pepper`s Lonely Hearts Club Band / Beatles
Sloop "John B."
Sound of Silence / Simon & Garfunkel
STRAWBERRY FIELDS / BEATLES
Streets of London / ralph mc tell
TEACH YOUR CHILDREN / GRAHAM NASH
Tell me why / Neil Young
There but for fortune / phil ochs
universal soldier / donovan
WHEN I´M SIXTY - FOUR / Beatles
WHO`LL STOP THE RAIN / C.C.R
WILD ROVER / irisch traditionell
WIND OF CHANGE / Scorpions
WONDERFUL TONIGHT / Eric Clapton
You`ve got to hide your love away / beatles
Foggy Dew / Irish traditionell
Another brick in the wall
/ Pink Floyd
The needle and the damage done / Neil Young
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Kilgary mountains / irish traditionell
As I was a walking `round Kilgary mountain
I met Colonel Pepper and his money he was counting
I rattled me pistols and drew forth me saber,
sayin stand and deliver for I am the bold deceiver
Refrain: musha, rigum da rumda, whack fal the daddy oh,
whack fal the daddy oh, there`s whiskey in the jar.
The shining golden coins did look so bright and jolly.
I took them with me home and I gave them to my Molly.
She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me,
but the devil`s in the women and they never can be easy. refrain
When I was awakened between six and seven,
the guards were all around me in numbers odd and even
I flew my pistols but alas I was mistaken,
for Molly`d drawn ma pistols and a prisoner I was taken. refrain
They put me in jail without judge or writing
for robbing Colonel Pepper on Kilgary Mountain,
But they didn`t take me fists, so I knocked the sentry down
and bid a fond farewell to the jail in Slaigo town. refrain
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Now some take delight in fishin` and bowlin`
and others take delight in theit carriages a-rolling
but I take delight in the juice of the barley,
and courting pretty girls in the morning so early. refrain
KNOCKIN` ON HEAVEN`s DOOR / Bob Dylan
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can`t use it anymore.
It`s gettin` dark too dark for me to see
I feel like I`m knockin` on heaven`s door.
Knock, knock, knockin` on heaven`s door
Knock, knock, knockin` on heaven`s door
Mama put my guns in the ground
I can`t shoot them anymore
that long black cloud is comin` down
I feel like I`m knockin` on heaven`s door.
Knock, knock, knockin` on heaven`s door
Knock, knock, knockin` on heaven`s door
Lady d`Arbanville / Cat Stevens
My lady d Arbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I´ll wake you tomorrow
and you will be my fill, yes you will be my fill.
My Lady dĀrbanville, why does it grieves me so?
But your heart seems so silent,
why do you breathe so low? why do you breathe so low?
My lady dĀrbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I´ll wake you tomorrow
and you will be my fill, yes you will be my fill.
My Lady dĀrbanville, you look so cold tonight.
Your lips feel like winter
your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white.
My lady dĀrbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I´ll wake you tomorrow
and you will be my fill, yes you will be my fill.
La la la la la la. La la la la la la.
La la la la la la
la la la la la la , la la la la la la.
My Lady dĀrbanville, you look so cold tonight.
Your lips feel like winter
your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white.
My lady dĀrbanville, why do you grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent,
why do you breathe so low? why do you breathe so low?
I loved you my Lady. Though in your grave you lie,
I`ll always be with you, This rose will never die, this rose will never die.
Lady Madonna children at your feet
wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
Who finds the money when you pay the rent.
Did you think that money was heaven sent.
Friday night arrives without a suitcase, Sunday morning creep in like a nun
Monday`s child has learnd to tie his boot-lace. See how they run.
Lady Madonna, baby at your breast.
Wonder how you managed to feed the rest.
Lady Madonna, lying in your bed,
listen to the music playing in your head.
Tuesday afternoon is never ending, Wednesday morning papers didn`t come
Thursday night your stockings needed mending, see how they`ll run.
Lady Madonna children at your feet, wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
Leaving on a Jetplane / john denver
All my bags are packed, I`m ready to go I`m standing here outside the door
I hate to wake you up to say good bye.
But the dawn is breaking, it`s early morn the taxi`s waiting, he`s blowing his horn
Already I`m so lonesome I could die.
Refrain:
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you wait for me
hold me like you`ll never let me go.
Cause I`m leavin on a jet plane, don`t know when I`ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go.
There`s so many time I`ve let you down, so many time, I`ve played around
I tell you now, they don`t mean a thing.
Ev`ry place I go I`ll think of you, ev`ry song I sing I`ll sing for you.
When I come back, I`ll bring your wedding ring.
Refrain: ..........................
Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you.
Then close your eyes, I`ll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come, when I won`t have to leave alone
About the times I won`t have to say:
Refrain: ..........................
When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me
speaking words of wisdom, let it be,
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be
let it be let it be let it be let it be whisper words of wisdom let it be
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer, let it be
let it be let it be let it be let it be there will be an answer, let it be
And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light that shines on me
shine until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be
let it be let it be let it be let it be whisper words of wisdom let it be
midnight special / paul campbell
Refrain:
Let the midnight special shine it`s light on me.
Let the midnight special shine it`s everlovin` light on me.
Well you wake up in the morning, hear the ding dong ring; you go marching to the table, see the same old thing.
Well, it`s another table, knife, a fork and a pan. If you say a thing about it, you`re in trouble with a man. Refrain: .............
If you ever go to Houston, you better walk on right, you better not stagger, and you better not fight.
Sheriff Benson will arrest you, and he`ll carry you down, you can bet your bottom dollar you`re sugerland bound. Refrain: ..................
Yonder come Doc Melton, tell me how do you know? He gave me a tablet just the day before.
There never was a doctor traveling over land, that could cure the fever of a convict man. Refrain: ................
Yonder comes Miss Rosy, tell me how do you know? I know her by her apron, and the dress that she wore,
umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand, she says to the captain, "I want my lifetime man !" Refrain: .....................
Moonlight shadow / Mike Oldfield
1. Last time ever she saw him carried away by a moonlight shadow.
He passed on worried and warning carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Lost in a riddle that saturday night far away on the other side.
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
and she couldn`t find how to push through.
2. The trees that whisper in the evening carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Sing a song of sorrow and grieving carried away by a moonlight shadow.
All she saw was a silhouette of a gun far away on the other side.
He was shot six time by a man on the run
and she couldn`t find how to push through.
Refrain: I stay, I pray, see you in heaven far away
I stay, I pray, see you in heaven one day
3. Four a.m. in the morning carried away by a moonlight shadow
I watch your vision forming carried away by a moonlight shadow
Stars move slowly in a silvery light far away on the other side
will you come to me to talk this night
but she couldn`t find how to push through. Refrain:
4. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm carried away by a moonlight shadow
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm carried away by a moonlight shadow
caught in the middle of a hundred and five mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
The night was heavy and the air was alive
but she couldn`t find how to push through. Refrain:
Morning of my life / Barry A. Gibb
1. In the morning when the moon is out to trust
you will see me at the time I love the best
watching rainbows play on sunlight pools of water icestream cold nights
in the morning - `tis the morning of my life.
2. In the daytime I will meet you as before
you will find me waiting by the ocean floor
building castles in the shifting sands in a world that no one understands
in the morning - `tis the morning of my life.
3. In the evening I will climb up to the moon
to the topright hand corner of the ceiling in my room
where we`ll stay until the sun shines another day to swing on clothes lines
may I be yawning - `tis the morning of my life
end: In the morning of my life - the minutes take so long to drift away
Please be patient with your life - it`s only morning and you`ve still to live your day.
Mr. tambourine man / bob dylan
Refrain:
Hey! Mr. Tambourine man play a song for me,
I`m not sleepy and there is no place I`m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine man play a song for me,
in the jingle jangle mornin` I`ll come following you.
Though I know that evenin`s empire has returned into sand,
vanished from my hand,
left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping!
My weariness amazes me I`m branded on my feet.
I have no one to meet. And the ancient empty street`s too dead for dreamin`. Refrain:
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin ship,
my senses have been stripped, my hands can`t feel to grip.
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wandering.
I`m ready to go anywhere, I`m ready for to fade - into my own parade,
cast your dancing spell my way - I promise to go under it. Refrain:
Though you might hear laughin` spinnin` swingin` madly across the sun
it`s not aimed anyone, it`s just escapin` on the run.
And but for the sky there are no fences facin`
and if you hear vague traces of skippin` reels of rhyme
to your tambourine in time, it`s just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn`t pay it any mind
it`s just a shadow you`re seein` that he`s chasin`. Refrain:
Then take me disappearin`through the smoke rings of my mind
down the foggy ruins of time, far par the frozen leaves -
the haunted, frightened trees out to the windy beach
far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand wavin` free
silhouetted by the sea,
circled by the circus sands
with all memory and fate
driven deep beneath the waves.
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Refrain:
MRS. ROBINSON / SIMON & GARFUNKEL
Deet dee dee deet deet dee deet deet dee dee deet
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Chorus:
And here`s to you Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for those who pray. Hey, hey, hey----- hey, hey, hey
We`d like to know a little bit about you for our files.
We`d like to help you learn to help yourself.
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes.
Stroll around the ground until you feel at home.
Chorus:
And here`s to you Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for those who pray. Hey, hey, hey----- hey, hey, hey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes,
put it in your pantry with your cupcakes,
it`s a little secret, just the Robinson`s affair,
most of all you`ve got to hide it from the kids.
Chorus:
Coo coo cachoo Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for those who pray. Hey, hey, hey---- hey, hey, hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon,
going to the candidates` debate
Laugh about it, shout about it, when you`ve got to choose
every way you look at it you lose.
Chorus:
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo woo woo
What`s that you say, Mrs. Robinson,
Jolting Joe has left and gone away, Hey, hey, hey----- hey, hey, hey
My Hometown / Bruce Springsteen
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I`d sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
he`d tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your hometown
this is your hometown, this is your hometown, this is your hometown.
In `65 tension was running high at my highschool
there was a lot of fights between the black and white there was nothing you could do
two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
words were past in a shot gun blast troubled times had come, to my hometown
my hometown, my hometown, my hometown.
Now mainstreet`s whitewashed windows and vacant stores
seems like there ain`t nobody wants to come down here no more
they`re closing down the textile mill across the railroads tracks
foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain`t coming back to your hometown
your hometown, your hometown, your hometown.
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out
packing up our bags maybe heading south
I`m 35, we got a boy of our own now, last night I sat him up, behind the wheel and said son take a good look around, this is your hometown.
MY SWEET LORD / GEORGE HARRISON
My sweet Lord um my Lord um my Lord
I really want to see you; really want to be with you
Really want to see you, Lord, but it takes so long my Lord
My sweet Lord um my Lord um my Lord
I really want to know you; Really want to go with you.
Really want to show you Lord, that it won`t take long my Lord.
My sweet Lord um my Lord um my Lord
I really want to see you. Really want to see you. Really want to see you Lord.
Really want to see you Lord. But it takes so long my Lord. My sweet Lord, um my Lord.
1. Nights in white Satin never reaching the end
Letters I`ve written never meaning to send
Beauty I`d always missed with these eyes before
Just wath the truth is I can`t say anymore.
`cause I love you. Yes I love you, oh how I love you
2. Gazing at people some hand in hand
just what I`m going through they can`t understand.
Some try to tell me thoughts they cannot defend
just what you want to be you`ll be in the end.
And I love you. Yes I love you, oh how I love you
I once had a girl or should I say she once had me;
She showed me her room isn`t it good, Norwegian Wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere.
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn`t a chair.
I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine;
We talked until two and then she said, "it`s time for bed".
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn`t and crawled off to sleep in the bath.
And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird has flown;
So I lit a fire, isn`t it good, Norwegian Wood?
OUT ON THE WEEKEND / NEIL YOUNG
Think I`ll pack in in and buy a pick-up. Take it down to L.A.
Find a place to call my own and try to fix up. Start a brand new day.
The woman I`m thinking of she loved me all up. But I`m so down today.
She`s so fine she`s in my mind. I hear her callin`.
See the lonely boy out on the weekend. Trying to make it pay.
Can`t relate to joy, he tries to speak and can`t begin to say.
She got pictures on the wall - they make me look up. From her big brass bed.
Now I`m running down the road trying to stay up. Somewhere in her head.
The woman I`m thinking of she loved me all up. But I`m so down today.
She`s so fine she`s in my mind. I hear her callin`.
See the lonely boy out on the weekend. Trying to make it pay.
Can`t relate to joy, he tries to speak and can`t begin to say.
If you knew Peggy Sue, then you know why I feel blue
about Peggy, `bout my Peggy Sue
well I love you gal, yes I love you Peggy Sue.
Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, oh how my heart yearns for you,
oh, Paheggy, my Paheggy Sue;
well I love you gal, yes I love you Peggy Sue.
Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, pretty pretty pretty pretty Peggy Sue,
oh my Peggy, my Peggy Sue
oh I love you gal and I need you Peggy Sue.
I love you Peggy Sue, with a love so rare and true,
oh Peggy, my Peggy Sue;
well I love you gal, yes I want you Peggy Sue.
1. Left a good job in the city, working for the man ev`ry night and day
and I never lost one minute of sleeping, worrin` `bout the things that might have been.
Big wheel keep on turnin` Proud Mary keep on burnin`
rollin` rollin` rollin` on the river.
2. Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, pumped a lot of pain in New Orleans,
but I never saw the good side of the city, till I hitched a ride on a riverboat queen.
Big wheel keep on turnin` Proud Mary keep on burnin`
rollin` rollin` rollin` on the river.
3. If you come down to the river, bet you gonna find some people who live,
you don`t have to worry `cause you have no money, people on the river are happy to give.Big wheel keep on turnin` Proud Mary keep on burnin`
rollin` rollin` rollin` on the river.
She would never say, where she came from.
Yesterday don`t matter, if it`s gone.
While the sun is bright or in the darkest night
no one knows - she comes and goes.
Refrain:
Good bye Ruby Tuesday,
who could hang a name on you?
When you change with ev`ry new day.
Still I`m gonna miss you.
Don`t question while she needs to be so free.
She`ll tell you it`s the only way to be.
She just can`t be chained to a life where nothing`s gained,
and nothing`s lost, as such a cost. Refrain:
"There`s no time to loose", I heard her say.
Cash your dreams before they slip away.
Dying all the time lose your dreams and you
will lose your mind, ain`t life unkind. Refrain:
I`d rather see you dead little girl than to be with another man.
You`d better keep your head little girl or I won`t know where I am.
You`d better run for your life if you can little girl,
hide your head in the sand, little girl.
Catch you with another man, that`s the end ah, little girl!
Well you know that I`m a wicked guy and I was born with a jealous mind.
And I can spent my whole life tryin` just to make you toe the line
You`d better run for your life if you can little girl,
hide your head in the sand, little girl.
Catch you with another man, that`s the end ah, little girl!
Let this be a sermon I mean ev`rything I said.
Baby I`m determined and I`d rather see you dead.
You`d better run for your life if you can little girl,
hide your head in the sand, little girl.
Catch you with another man, that`s the end ah, little girl!
San Francisco / Scott McKenzie
If your goin` to San Francisco be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.
If you`re going to San Francisco you`re gonna meet some gentle people there.
For those who come to San Francisco summertime will be a "Love-in" there.
In the streets of San Francisco gentle people with flowers in their hair.
All across the nation such a strange vibration - mmhh - people in motion
there`s a whole generation with a new explanation - mmhh - people in motion, people in motion
For those who come to San Francisco be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.
If you come to san Francisco summertime will be a "Love-in" there.
If you come to San Francisco summertime will be a "Love-in" there.
SCARBOROUGH FAIR / SIMON & GARFUNKEL
Are you going to Scarborough Fair - parsly, sage, rosemarie and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there - for once she was a true love of mine
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt - parsly, sage, rosemarie and thyme
without any seam or fine needlework, and then she`ll be a true love of mine
Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well - parsly, sage, rosemarie and thyme
where water never sprung, nor drop ofr ain fell, and then she`ll be a true love of mine
Oh, will you find me an acre of land - parsly, sage, rosemarie and thyme
between the seafoam and the sea-sand, or never be a true love of mine
Oh, will you plough it with a lamb`s horn - parsly, sage, rosemarie and thyme
and sow it all over with one peppercorn, or never be a true love of mine
And when you`ve done and finished your work - parsly, sage, rosemarie and thyme
then come to me for your cambric shirt, and you shall be a true love of mine.
You think you`ve lost your love, well, I saw her yesterday.
It`s you she`s thinking of, and she told me what to say - yi - yay.
She says she loves you and you know that can`t be bad.
Yes, she loves you and you know you should be glad.
Oh, she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah,
she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah,
and with a love like that you know you should be glad.
She said you hurt her so, she almost lost her mind
and now she says she knows you`re not the hurting kind.
She says she loves you and you know that can`t be bad.
Yes, she loves you and you know you should be glad.
Oh, she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah,
she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah,
and with a love like that you know you should be glad.
You know it`s up to you, I think it`s only fair,
pride can hurt you too, apologize to her
Because she loves you and you know that can`t be bad.
Yes, she loves you and you know you should be glad.
Oh, she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah,
she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah,
and with a love like that you know you should be glad.
Sgt. Pepper`s Lonely Hearts Club Band / Beatles
We`re Sergeant Pepper`s Lonely Hearts Club Band,
we hope you will enjoy the show.
We`re Sergeant Pepper`s Lonely Hearts Club Band,
sit back and let the evening go.
Sergeant Pepper`s Lonely, Sergeant Pepper`s Lonely -
Sergeant Pepper`s Lonely Hearts Club Band.
It`s wonderful to be here, it`s certainly a thrill,
you`re such a lovely audience,
we`d like to take you home with us,
we`d love to take you home.
We`re Sergeant Pepper`s Lonely Hearts Club Band,
we hope you will enjoy the show.
We`re Sergeant Pepper`s Lonely Hearts Club Band,
sit back and let the evening go.
We come on the Sloop John B., my grandfather and me, around Nassau Town we did roam
drinking all night, got into a fight, well I fell so broke up, I wanna go home.
Refrain:
So hoist up the John B. sail, see how the main sail sets, call for the captain ashore, let me go home.
Let me go home, I wanna go home, yeah - yeah, well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home.
Firstmate he got a drunk, and broke in the captains trunk, the constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone, why don`t you leave me alone? Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home. Refrain: .............
Poor cook he caught the fits, threw `way all my grits, and then he took and he ate up all of my corn;
let me go home, why don`t you let me go home? This is the worst trip, I`ve ever been on. Refrain: ................
Sound of Silence / Simon & Garfunkel
Hello darkness my old friend, I`ve come to talk to you again,
because a vision softly creeping left it`s seeds while I was sleeping
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains - within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone narrow streets of cobblestone,
`neath a halo of a streetlamp, I turned my collar to the old and damp
and my eyes were stabbed by a flash of a neon light
that split the night - and touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking, people hearing without listening,
people writing songs that voices never share
and no one dare - disturb the sound of silence.
"Fools!" said I, "you do not know silence like a cancer grows."
Hear my words that I might teach you, take my arms that I might reach you",
but my words like silent raindrops fell,
and echoed in the wells of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning. In the words that it was forming,
and the sign said "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls" and whispered in the sound of silence.
Refrain:
Let me take you down `cause I`m goin`to strawberry fields.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about strawberry fields forever.
Living is easy with eyes closed. Misunderstanding all you see.
It`s getting hard to be someone but it all works out. It doesn`t matter much to me.
Refrain:
No one think is in my tree. I mean it must be high or low.
That is you know you can`t tune in but it`s all right that is I think it`s not too bad.
Refrain:
Always know, sometimes think it`s me. But you know and I know and it`s a dream.
I think I know of thee, ah, yes but it`s all wrong that is I think I disagree.
Refrain:
Streets of London / ralph mc tell
Have you seen the old man in the closed down market kicking in the paper with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride, hand held loosely by his side yesterday`s paper telling yesterday`s news.
Refrain:
So how can you tell me you`re lonely and say for you that the sun don`t shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London,
I`ll tell you something to make you change your mind.
Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London, dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She`s no time for talking, she just keeps right on walking, carrying her home in two carrier bags. Refrain: ..........
In the all night cafe at quarter past eleven, same old man sitting there on his own.
Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup, each tea last an hour and he wanders home alone. Refrain: ............
Have you seen the old man outside the seaman`s mission, memory fading with the ribbons that he wears?
In our winter city the rain cries a little pity for one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn`t care. Refrain: .................
TEACH YOUR CHILDREN / GRAHAM NASH
y ou who where on the road must have a code that you can live by
and so become yourself because the past is just a good bye.
teach your children well their father`s hell did slowly go by,
and feed them with your dreams the one they picks the one you`ll know by.
don`t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
so just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
and you of tender years, can`t know the fears that your elders grew by
so please help them with your youth they seek the truth before they can die.
teach your parents well, their childrens hell will slowly go by
and feed them on your dreams the one they picks, the one you`ll know by.
don`t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
so just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
Sailing heart ships through broken harbors out on the waves in the night
Still the searchers must ride the dark horse racing alone in his fright
Refrain:
Tell me why tell me why
is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
when you`re old enough to repay but young enough to sell ?
Tell me lies later, come and see me, I`ll be around for a while,
I am lonely but you can free me, all in the way that you smile.
Refrain:
There but for fortune / phil ochs
Show me a prison, show me a jail,
show me a prisonman, who`s face is growing pale,
and I`ll show you a young man with many reasons why
and there but for fortune may go you or I.
Show me an alley, show me a train,
show me a hobo, who sleeps out in the rain,
and I`ll show you a young man with many reasons why
and there but for fortune may go you or I.
Show me the whiskey, that stains on the floor,
show me a drunken man as he stumbles out the door,
and I`ll show you a young man with many reasons why
and there but for fortune may go you or I.
Show me a country, where the bombs had to fall,
show me the ruins of the buildings once so tall,
and I`ll show you a young land with many reasons why
and there but for fortune may go you or I, you or I.
He is five feet two and he`s six feet four,
he fights with missles and with speers
he`s all of thirty one and he`s only seventeen,
hes been a soldier for a thousend years.
He`s a Catholic a Hindu, an atheist, a Chein,
a Buddhist, a Baptist and a Jew
and he knows he shouldn`t kill and he knows he always will,
care for me my friend and I will care for you.
And he`s fighting for Canada, he`s fighting for France,
he`s fighting for the U.S.A.
and he`s fighting for the Russians, he`s fighting for Japan
and he thinks we put and end to war this way.
And he`s fighting for democracy, he`s fighting for the Reds,
he says it`s for the peace of all
he`s the one who must decide, who`s to live and who`s to die
and he never sees the writing on the wall.
And without him, how would Hitler kill the people at Dachau,
without him Ceasar would have stood alone,
he`s the one who gives his body as a weapon of the war
and without him always killing can`t go on
He`s the Univesal Soldier, and he really is to blame,
his orders came from far away no more;
they came from here and there, and you and me
ain`t brother can`t you see, this is not the way we put an end to war !
WHEN I´M SIXTY - FOUR / Beatles
When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I`d been out till quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I`m sixty-four?
Zw.: Hmmm..(summen)...
...You`ll be older too. Ah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you.
I could be handy mending a fuse when your lights have gone
you can knit a sweater by the fireside, sunday morning go for a ride.
Doing the garden, digging the weeds; who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I`m sixty-four?
Zw.:
Ev`ry summer we can rent a cottage on the Isle of Wight
if it`s not too dear. We shall scrimp and save.
Grandchildren on your knee, Vera, Chuck and Dave.
Send me a postcard drop me a line stating point of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely wasting away.
Give me an answer, fill in a form, mine forever more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I`m sixty-four?
Long as I remember, the rain been coming down.
Clouds of myst`ry pouring, confusion on the ground.
Good man through the ages, trying to find the sun;
And I wonder, still I wonder, who`ll stop the rain.
I went down Virginia, seeking shelter from the storm.
Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow.
Five years plan the new deals, wrapped in golden chains;
And I wonder, still I wonder, who`ll stop the rain.
Heard the singers playing, how we cheered for more.
The crowd had rushed together, tryin` to keep warm.
Still the rain kept pouring, falling on my ears;
And I wonder, still I wonder, who`ll stop the rain.
WILD ROVER / irisch traditionell
i`ve been a wild rover for many a year
and i`ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer
but now i`m returning with gold in great store
and i never will play the wild rover no more.
refrain and it`s no!
nay! never.....no, nay, never no more
will i play the wild rover....no never,
no more!!
i brought up from me pocket ten sovereigns bright
and the landlady`s eyes poened wide with delight.
she said i have whiskeys and wines of the best
and the words that you told me were only in jest. refrain
i`ll go home to my parents confess what i`ve done
and i ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
and when they`ve caressed me as oft times before
i never will play the wild rover no more. refrain
1. I follow the Moskwa down to Gorki Park
listening to the wind of change
August summer night, soldiers passing by listening to the wind of change
2. The world is closing in, did you ever think
that we could be so close like brothers
the futures in the air, can feel it everywhere I`m blowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
where the children of tomorrow dream away - in the wind of change
3. Walking down the street distance memories
are burried in the past forever
I follow the Moskwa down to Gorki Park listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
where the children of tomorrow chare their dreams with you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
where the children of tomorrow dream away - in the wind of change
(Z) The wind of change blows straight into the face of time
like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell for peace of mine
let your balalaika sing while my guitar wants to sing
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
where the children of tomorrow chare their dreams with you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
where the children of tomorrow dream away - in the wind of change
WONDERFUL TONIGHT / Eric Clapton
It`s late in the evening she`s wondrin` what clothes to wear
She puts on her makeup and brushes her long blond hair
and then she asks me: "Do I look allright?"
And I say: "Yes, you look wonderful tonight".
We go to a party and ev`ryone turns to see
this beautiful lady is walking around with me.
And the she asks me: "Do you feel allright?"
And I say: "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight".
- "I feel wonderful because I see the love hiding in your eyes.
And the wonder of it all is that you just don`t realize how much I love you".
It´s time to go home now and I`ve got an aching head.
So I give her the carkeys and she helps me to bed.
And then I tell her, as I turn off the light,
I say: "My darling, you were wonderful tonight
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight".
You`ve got to hide your love away / beatles
Here I stand with hand in hand, turn my face to the wall,
if she`s gone I can`t go on - feeling two foot small
Ev`ry where people stare - each and ev`ry day,
I can see them laugh at me - and I hear them say:
Refrain:
Hey, you`ve got to hide your love away
Hey, you`ve got to hide your love away
How can I even try? I can never win
hearing them, seeing them - in the state I`m in.
How could she say to me: "Love will find a way?"
Gather `round all you clowns. Let me hear you say:
Refrain:
Hey, you`ve got to hide your love away
Hey, you`ve got to hide your love away
Foggy Dew / Irish traditionell
It was down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair road I
When Ireland`s lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by.
No pipe did hum and no battle drum did sound it`s dread tat-too.
But the Angelus bell over Liffey`s swell rang out in the foggy dew.
Right proudly high over Dublin town they hang out a flag of war
it was better to die `neath an Irish sky than at Sulva or at Sud el Bar.
And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through
while Brittania`s sons with their longrange guns sailed in from the foggy dew.
It was England bade our Wild Geese go that small nations might be free
their lonely graves are by Sulva`s waves on the frings of the grey North Sea.
But had they died by Pearse`s side or fought with Valera true,
their graves we`d keep where the Fenians sleep, `neath the hills of the foggy dew.
The bravest, fell, and the solemn bell rang mournfully and clear
for those who died that Easter tide in the springing of the year.
And the world did gaze in deep amaze at those fearless men and true
who bore the fight that freedom`s light might shine through the foggy dew.
Another brick in the wall / Pink Floyd
We don`t need no education
we don`t need no thought control,
no dark sarcasms in the classrooms
teacher leave them kids alone
Hey, teacher ! Leave them kids alone.
All in all is just another brick in the wall.
We don`t need no education
we don`t need no school control,
no dark sarcasms in the classrooms
teacher leave them kids alone
Hey, teacher ! Leave them kids alone.
All in all is just another brick in the wall.
The needle and the damage done / Neil Young
I caught you knocking at my cellar door
I love you baby "can I have some more?"
Oh the damage done.
I hit the city and I lost my band
I watched the needle take another man
Gone, gone, the damage done
I sing the song because I love the man
I know that some of you don`t understand
Milk blood to keep from running out.
I`ve seen the needle and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junky`s like the setting sun.
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