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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
The spirit of Fatima still rules the Earth
She knows your future, she knows what it's worth Sister Fatima has God-given powers And on 42nd Street a shop that sells flowers Is her palace, come and be healed She knows all your business, your health and your ills She'll counsel your weddings, divorces and wills For full restoration five dollars an hour And with each consultation a free holy flower And if she likes you, well you can have two And I came from nowhere like you and your friend My searching and wandering went on without end My future was dim, my spirit was crushed In one sacred moment my questions were hushed I'm a servant of fate in this garden of truth A humble recruit of the taffeta booth Where all things are known but few are revealed Sins are forgotten and sickness is healed For five dollars the flower is free |
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from 流星花園 (꽃보다 남자) [ost] (2002)
The people ask me how
How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes, I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead That is my belief And yes, I know how lonely life can be The shadows follw me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know |
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from I Write The Songs: 36 Singer Songwriters Performing... (2005)
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could've told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frame-less heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will |
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from He Sings The Blues - The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face (2005)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
A long long time ago
I can still remember How that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So *Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the Book of Love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Do you believe in rock 'n roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow Well I know that you're in love with him Cause I saw you dancing in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncing buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singing * Repeat Now for ten years We've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the King and Queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean and a voice that came from you and me And while the King was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book of Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singing * Repeat Helter Skelter in a summer swelter The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul out on the grass The players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the Sergeants played a marching tune, we all got up to dance Oh but we never got the chance Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died We started singing * Repeat Oh and there we were all in one place A generation Lost in Space with no time left to start again So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick Cause fire is the Devil's only friend Oh and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singing * Repeat I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said The music woudn't play And in the streets The children screamed The lovers cried, And the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singing * Repeat They were singing Bye bye Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing this'll be the day that I die |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
1.Verse
What can this be - can you tell me Would you like to discover Why we're not free - to be lovers I've been wanting to ask you 1.Chorus Where has all the love gone And what have we become Storm clouds full of thunder Move silent as they drum 2.Verse And when they're gone, we'll be fine - till tomorrow Oh I hope it won't rain You will be mine - and my sorrow Will take wings in the morning 2.Chorus High above the heavens A rainbow paints the sky White doves sing their songs of love I watch them as they fly - and wonder 3.Verse What can this be - can you tell me Would you like to discover Why we're not free - to be lovers... |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray. Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Shadows on the hills. Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land. Now I understand What you tried to say to me, And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen; they did not know how. Perhaps they'll listen now. Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue. Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain, Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. Now I understand What you tried to say to me, And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen they did not know how. Perhaps they'll listen now. For they could not love you But still, your love was true. And when no hope was left inside On that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do. But I could've told you, Vincent This world was never meant For one as beautiful as you. Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes. The silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. Now I think I know What you tried to say to me, And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen; they're not listening still. Perhaps they never will. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I've got nothing on my mind: Nothing to remember,
Nothing to forget. And I've got nothing to regret, But I'm all tied up on the inside, No one knows quite what I've got; And I know that on the outside What I used to be, I'm not anymore. You know I've heard about people like me, But I never made the connection. They walk one road to set them free And find they've gone the wrong direction. But there's no need for turning back `Cause all roads lead to where I stand. And I believe I'll walk them all No matter what I may have planned. Can you remember who I was? Can you still feel it? Can you find my pain? Can you heal it? Then lay your hands upon me now And cast this darkness from my soul. You alone can light my way. You alone can make me whole once again. We've walked both sides of every street Through all kinds of windy weather. But that was never our defeat As long as we could walk together. So there's no need for turning back `Cause all roads lead to where we stand. And I believe we'll walk them all No matter what we may have planned. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
No-one can take your place with me,
And time has proven that I'm right. There's no place I'd rather be, Than at your place for the night. No time can pass your sight unseen. No moment steals away unfound. Lifetime lived in such a dream, Floats like a feather to the ground. *And for the first time I've been seeing The things I'd never notice, without you. And for the first time I'm discovering The things I use to treasure, about you. The birds like leaves on Winterwood, Sing hopeful songs on dismal days. They've learned to live life as they should. They are at peace with natures ways. You are as natural as the night, And all that springs from you is good. And the children born beneath your light, Are like the birds on Winterwood. *Repeat |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright Beams of blue come flickering through my window pane Like gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame And I wonder if you know That I never understood That although you said you'd go Until you did I never thought you would Moonlight used to bathe the contours of your face While chestnut hair fell all around the pillow case And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head A sympathy bouquet left with the love that's dead And I wonder if you know That I never understood That although you said you'd go Until you did I never thought you would Never thought the words you said were true Never thought you said just what you meant Never knew how much I needed you Never thought you'd leave, until you went Morning comes and morning goes with no regret And evening brings the memories I can't forget Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs And empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs And I wonder if you know That I never understood That although you said you'd go Until you did I never thought you would |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Fortune has me well in hand, armies 'wait my command
My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand The angels guide my ev'ry prayer, my enemies are sick or dead But all the victories I've led haven't brought you to my bed *You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you? Now the purest race I've bred to be to live in my democracy And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby And my face on ev'ry coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved *Repeat Now, no man is beyond my claim when land is seized in the people's name By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame! Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you 'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should! Because everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you? Everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you? Yeah, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you? |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
The spirit of Fatima still rules the earth,
She knows your future; she knows what its worth, Sister Fatima has god-given powers, On 42nd street in a shop that sells flowers, Is her palace, Come and be healed. She knows all your business, your health and your ills, She'll counsel your weddings, divorces, and wills, For full restoration, five dollars an hour, With each consultation, a free holy flower. If she likes you, why, you can have two. And I came from nowhere, like you and your friend, My searching and wandering went on without end, My future was dim, my spirit was crushed, In one sacred moment, my questions were hushed. I'm a servant of fate in this garden of truth, A humble recruit of the taffeta booth Where all things are known, but few are revealed. Where sins are forgotten, and sickness is healed, For five dollars. The flower is free. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors, And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone. He's gone. When the wars of our nation did beckon, A man barely twenty did answer the calling. Proud of the trust that he placed in our nation, He's gone, But Eternity knows him, and it knows what we've done. And the rain fell like pearls on the leaves of the flowers Leaving brown, muddy clay where the earth had been dry. And deep in the trench he waited for hours, As he held to his rifle and prayed not to die. But the silence of night was shattered by fire As guns and grenades blasted sharp through the air. And one after another his comrades were slaughtered. In morgue of Marines, alone standing there. He crouched ever lower, ever lower with fear. "They can't let me die! The can't let me die here! I'll cover myself with the mud and the earth. I'll cover myself! I know I'm not brave! The earth! the earth! the earth is my grave." The grave that they dug him had flowers Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors, And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone. He's gone. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Singing in 'rounds', first person sings once right through, then second person
starts when first person reaches second verse, third person when second reaches second verse, and so on... By the waters The waters Of Babylon. We lay down and wept And wept For thee Zion. We remember Thee remember Thee remember Thee Zion |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
What can this be, can you tell me?
Would you like to discover why we're not free To be lovers I've been wanting to ask you Where has all the love gone And what have we become Storm clouds full of thunder Move silent as they drum And when they're gone we'll be fine, till tomorrow Though I hope it won't rain You will be mine And my sorrow Will take wings in the morning, High above the heavens A rainbow paints the sky White doves sing their songs of love I watch them as they fly And wonder what can this be Can you tell me Would you like to discover why we're not free To be lovers |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could've told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frame-less heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I've got nothing on my mind,
Nothing to remember, Nothing to forget. And I've got nothing to regret. But I'm all tied up on the inside, No one knows quite what I've got, And I know that on the outside What I used to be I'm not anymore. You know I've heard about people like me But I never made the connection. They walk one road to set them free And find they've gone the wrong direction. But there's no need for turning back Cause all roads lead to where I stand; And I believe I'll walk them all No matter what I may have planned. Can you remember who I was? Can you still feel it? Can you find my pain? Can you heal it? Then lay your hands upon me now And cast this darkness from my soul. You alone can light my way. You alone can make me whole Once again. We've walked both sides of every street Through all kinds of windy weather; But that was never our defeat As long as we could walk together. So there's no need for turning back Cause all roads lead to where we stand; And I believe we'll walk them all No matter what we may have planned. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
No one can take your place with me
And time has proven that I'm right There's no place I'd rather be Than at your place for the night No time can pass your sight unseen No moment steals away unfound Lifetime lived in such a dream Floats like a feather to the ground And for the first time I've been seeing The things I'd never noticed without you And for the first time I'm discovering The things I used to treasure about you The birds like leaves on Winterwood Sing hopeful songs on dismal days They've learned to live life as they should They are at peace with Nature's ways You are as natural as the night And all that springs from you is good And the children born beneath your light Are like the birds on Winterwood And for the first time I've been seeing The things I'd never noticed without you And for the first time I'm discovering The things I used to treasure about you |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night,
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright. Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane, Like Gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, that Although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Moonlight use to bath the contours of your face. Chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase. And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head, A sympathy bouquet left with a love that's dead. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Never thought the words you said were true. Never thought you said just what you meant. Never knew how much I needed you. Never thought you'd leave, until you went. Morning comes and morning goes with no regret. Evening brings the memories I can't forget. Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs, Empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
SPOKEN One, two, three, four!
Fortune has me well in hand, armies wait at my command My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand The angels guide my ev'ry tread, my enemies are sick or dead But all the victories I've led haven't brought you to my bed CHORUS: You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won't ya tell me what did I do to offend you? Now the purest race I've bred for thee to live in my democracy And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby And my face on ev'ry coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved CHORUS: You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Won't ya tell me what did I do to offend you? Now, no land is beyond my claim when the land is seized in the people's name By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame! Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you 'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should! Because everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Tell me what did I do to offend you? (whoo, yeah!) Everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Tell me what did I do to offend you? Yeah, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you? Tell me what did I do to offend you? |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
The spirit of Fatima still rules the earth,
She knows your future; she knows what its worth, Sister Fatima has god-given powers, On 42nd street in a shop that sells flowers, Is her palace, Come and be healed. She knows all your business, your health and your ills, She'll counsel your weddings, divorces, and wills, For full restoration, five dollars an hour, With each consultation, a free holy flower. If she likes you, why, you can have two. And I came from nowhere, like you and your friend, My searching and wandering went on without end, My future was dim, my spirit was crushed, In one sacred moment, my questions were hushed. I'm a servant of fate in this garden of truth, A humble recruit of the taffeta booth Where all things are known, but few are revealed. Where sins are forgotten, and sickness is healed, For five dollars. The flower is free. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colours, And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone. He's gone. When the wars of our nation did beckon, A man barely twenty did answer the calling. Proud of the trust that he placed in our nation, He's gone, But Eternity knows him, and it knows what we've done. And the rain fell like pearls on the leaves of the flowers Leaving brown, muddy clay where the earth had been dry. And deep in the trench he waited for hours, As he held to his rifle and prayed not to die. But the silence of night was shattered by fire As guns and grenades blasted sharp through the air. And one after another his comrades were slaughtered. In morgue of Marines, alone standing there. He crouched ever lower, ever lower with fear. "They can't let me die! They can't let me die here! I'll cover myself with the mud and the earth. I'll cover myself! I know I'm not brave! The earth! the earth! the earth is my grave." The grave that they dug him had flowers Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colours, And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone. He's gone. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Singing in 'rounds', first person sings once right through, then second person
starts when first person reaches second verse, third person when second reaches second verse, and so on... By the waters The waters Of Babylon. We lay down and wept And wept For thee Zion. We remember Thee remember Thee remember Thee Zion |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
I want her so bad
Mother Nature has a hold on me I want her so bad Mother Nature won't you let me be untied? 'Cause it hurts my pride To be tossed off like the morning covers And crossed off, like her other lovers Casually I see her walking by my window- mhmmhmmhmmhmm! It seems to me I know her well. But like the flowers in the spring-time, Growing toward the sunshine, Her beauty falls upon me in a fragrant spring-time spell And I want her so ba-aa-aad Mother Nature has a HOLD on me I want her so bad Mother Nature won't you let me be untied? 'Cause it hurts my pride To be tossed off like the morning covers And crossed off, like her other lovers Casually Is she an icy winter woman? Mm-hhmm! That chills my body when she's near Sweet fever in the morning... I don't know if I'll survive. She walks by me as though she didn't Know I was alive And I want her so ba-aa-aad Mother Nature has a hold on me I want her so bad Mother Nature won't you let me be untied? 'Cause it hurts my pride To be tossed off like the morning covers And crossed off, like her other lovers Tossed off like the morning covers, Crossed off, like her other lovers... Tossed off like the morning covers, Crossed off, like her other lovers... |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie (1971)
Windows in a silent room,
Sunlight burns the walls to black. Angles and dimensions melt While colors drip and pillows crack- Reflections of my memories like pictures pasted on a sheet, A ribbon film of seperate frames Lying curled up at my feet. The film is just a snake-design And the photographs are fading fast... These are not memories of mine- I have no future...no past... I have seen a thousand afternoons Dissolve into the night. Like sugar crystals on a spoon They disappear from sight. Grey days from the crispest morning To the warmest afternoon... In this room. And I like to draw The face I saw so long ago. My image in the mirror tells the jagged lines Which way to go. A black-and-white description of The sole survivor of the Holocaust.. All the rest were lost. Do you see this paper face? It has no color or no mood. My eyes are ageless as am I! I need no sleep, I need no food. I am a king! But like a child, The other children laugh at me... Tongues of fire wagging wild, They dance around me merrily. I'll kill them all, And if I fail, I'll kill whoever I can find. Then they'll beg me to be kind. My eyes have seen far more Than eyes can ever tell: This planet plunged through mushroom fires Of earthly hell. I know that my sweet Jesus said He would return... But Babylon has fallen, And the cities... Burn. |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye The love we knew, ain't worth another try Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight In the morning in the hills away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born but I love the country life For I will not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz, Devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out, I need a second chance Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just lead me to despair |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
Mornin', Mrs. Campbell
Lovely day today I heard about the fire I wonder what the papers say Let's see now: Give me fifty shotgun shells And a hundred feet of rope Just add that to my bill Says here there ain't no hope They all were burned alive And four packs of cigarettes No, I think I'll make it five I heard about the wedding I'm so happy for the bride Why that fire house looked mighty nice And the whole town swelled with pride We've watched her grow to womanhood She's found an upright man She'll learn this life ain't easy You do the best you can No, no, my family ain't so good My wife just had a spell And I can't afford the medicine She needs to make her well I've been laid off at that factory For sixteen months or more I came home last Wednesday evenin' I found her lyin' on the floor Bye now, Mrs. Campbell Say howdy to your son You can tell him we'll go huntin' When he gets a bigger gun It was too bad about that fire But don't you get me wrong We've gotta teach these people How to stay where they belong |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
The angels are lost in the city of stars
the wise men are down on their knees. And the fruitman of freeway will sell you his cars when he's sure that you can't find the keys. And the ladies on Magdalene lane all worship the sun and the sand. And the migrants who come can't complain for this is their promised land. 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 la la. MGM studios can't make the nut they're auctioning Dorothy's shoes. Gable is gone, the good witch is a slut and I've got the parking lot blues. The wizard brought benzadrine smiles and he never let Dorothy doze. She died as she walked down the aisle and all that remains is her clothes. Over the rainbow a Kansas tornado can twist up a little girlA's head. Aunt Em's on relief and the tinman's a thief and even the wizard can't wake the dead. La la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la. The prophet has come to this kingdom of lights but there's no one to listen or learn. And the savior performs for the prophet's delight while dissenters are banished or burned. And the heretics beg to be heard but the savior's on tour for the week. Salvation is found in his word if only he'd learn how to speak. And Lincoln is laughing with Amos 'n' Andy concerning the Great Civil War. And Paul Revere sleeps with the worst looking creeps while revolution's knocking at his door. La la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la. Magdalene Lane is the red light domain where everyone's soul is for sale. A piece of your heart will do for a start but you can send us the rest in the mail. For we have our own families to feed and we can't let them starve just for you. Well, we'd rather not watch while you bleed so come back in an hour when you're through. It's just another city full of sorrow, it makes no difference why I came. I only know I'm leaving here tomorrow and only the motel man knows my name. |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
Every thread of creation is held in position
by still other strands of things living. In an earthly tapestry hung from the skyline of smouldering cities so gray and so vulgar, as not to be satisfied with their own negativity but needing to touch all the living as well. Every breeze that blows kindly is one crystal breath we exhale on the blue diamond heaven. As gentle to touch as the hands of the healer. As soft as farewells whispered over the coffin. We're poisoned by venom with each breath we take, from the brown sulphur chimney and the black highway snake. Every dawn that breaks golden is held in suspension like the yoke of the egg in albumen. Where the birth and the death of unseen generations are interdependent in vast orchestration and painted in colors of tapestry thread. When the dying are born and the living are dead. Every pulse of your heartbeat is one liquid moment that flows through the veins of your being. Like a river of life flowing on since creation. Approaching the sea with each new generation. You're now just a stagnant and rancid disgrace that is rapidly drowning the whole human race. Every fish that swims silent, every bird that flies freely, every doe that steps softly. Every crisp leaf that falls, all the flowers that grow on this colourful tapestry, somehow they know. That if man is allowed to destroy all they need. He will soon have to pay with his life, for his greed. |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
Ah, it ain't so easy is it? You almost lost your place.
And perhaps you're wondering how you're going to cope with your disgrace. Well your wealth is well established and your friends were never few, And all the things they told you of you're finding to be true. Well if truth can free the guilty while the innocent must die, Then I respect, respect, respect the coldest lie. And you talk of human justice while you drive on fancy wheels. And you push them to their limit just to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't really matter if she's living or she's dead, You just drive away forgetting that your bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of justice that our hall of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, respect old Jesse James. And most cordially they caught you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, just in case you could not pay. Well King Arthur jousted Lancelot, who stole away his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to save your precious life. Well if living is what matters though you lie with every breath, Then I respect, respect, the ones we put to death. And you won your case most easily and soon you will be free. But there will be a million more who lose their liberty. Not because of what they did, but what they did not do: They did not pay a lawyer or a judge to see them through. Why, they had no friends to call on and they could not raise their bail. Well if winning is what matters, I respect the ones who fail |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
There is no time to discuss or debate
what is right, what is wrong for our people. Time has run out for all those who wait with bent limbs and minds that are feeble. And the rain falls and blows through their window and the snow falls and blows through their door. And the seasons revolve mid their sounds of starvation. When the tides rise, they cover the floor. They come from the north and they come from the south and they come from the hills and the valleys. And they're migrants and farmers and miners and humans, our census neglected to tally. And the rain falls and blows through their window and the rain falls and it blows through their door. And the seasons revolve mid their sounds of starvation. When the tides rise, they cover the floor. And they're African, Mexican, Caucasian, Indian, hungry and hopeless Americans. The orphans of wealth and of adequate health, disowned by this nation they live in. And with weather worn hands on bread lines they stand, yet but one more degradation. And they're treated like tramps while we sell them food stamps this thriving and prosperous nation. And the rain falls and blows through their window and the snow falls and blows through their door. And the seasons revolve mid their sounds of starvation. When the tides rise, they cover the floor. And with roaches and rickets and rats in the thickets, infested, diseased and decaying. With rags and no shoes and skin sores that ooze, by the poisonous pools, they are playing. In shacks of two rooms that are rotting wood tombs with corpses breathing inside them. And we pity their plight as they call in the night and we do all that we can do to hide them. And the rain falls and blows through their window and the snow falls in white drifts that fold and the tides rise with floods in the nursery. And a child is crying, he's hungry and cold, his life has been sold, his young face looks old. It's the face of America, dying. |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
On the first floor… On the first floor…
On the first floor there's a young girl reeling Her body's numb and without feeling As illusions dance on the midnight ceiling Now she's falling, now she's kneeling It's almost like she's bowed in prayer A savior she's about to bear She screams for help, but no one's there… On the first floor… On the first floor people walk the halls But none can hear her desperate calls There is no sound beyond the walls So to the telephone she crawls She telephones her only friend The one on whom she can depend But the phone rings on without an end Then rings no more…On the first floor… There's a party on the second floor And through the picture window you can see them all They're laughing and they're dancing Admiring the Renoir that's hanging on the wall But in the master bedroom where the coats are piled high A silent, saddened lady thinks of what it's like to die And as she dwells on all the years she still has left to face She wonders how she'll ever find someone to take his place Then suddenly she's jarred by the ringing of the phone Oh, why do you ring now, just when I want to be alone? So she walks into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup But the telephone stops ringing just before she picks it up… My family was very poor So I worked hard to be secure I married one I had to wed And not the one I loved instead When I was young my blood ran wild But we stayed married for the child Now three flights up, I'm all alone My wife is dead, my child is grown My daughter leads a wayward life She's been a failure as a wife And though she lives just one floor down She never calls or comes around… Step off the platform and onto the train Look out your window and into the rain Watch all the buildings that pass as you ride And count all the stories that go on inside And then ask yourself if it must be this way Should walls and doors and plaster ceilings Separate us from each others' feelings? |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
'Round and 'round, the years go 'round and 'round
And many a dream is lost in the nasty city sound… Now she's down and out, everyone's above her Tried everything a gal could try She takes the notion that nobody loves her And here's the reason why: She came to the city like a good gal should Found a little pad in a bad neighborhood She learned about life and it was quite a shock But now she knocks 'em down with the best on the block Ah, right! Yeah, and it's really a shame too, 'Cause she was her daddy's pride and joy Daddy, won't you buy that pretty dolly for me? It's the only toy I ever wanted Won't you take me for a walk in the park? I love the big brass band And the chestnut stand And that sad old man 'Round and 'round, the years go 'round and 'round And many a dream is lost in the nasty city sound… Now she's down and out, everyone's above her Tried everything a gal could try She takes the notion that nobody loves her Oh, but she's wrong, you know, Because I love her |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
Cotton candy, two for a quarter
See if the fat man can guess your weight A big stuffed tiger is what I bought her And I'm going home 'cause it's late Roller coasters make me dizzy And cotton candy makes me sick I wish I had some Bromo fizzy Now that would do the trick Everyone knows that the clowns aren't happy And everyone knows that the people don't care I wish I could laugh at the way that they're acting But I'm so sick, I just don't dare to High wire dancers kick and balance White silk horses step in time The tattooed man displays his talents I'm not the talented kind I always go to the circus on Sunday And there I can laugh at the people I see But when I leave home in the morning on Monday Everybody laughs at me I make other people nervous I guess that's why they laugh at me But to me my life is a three-ring circus And I can see it for free Have you seen my wife Elvira? She can tame a lion, you know Well, I once had a bushy mane But that was so damn long ago Tight-collared clowns in plastic buildings Have happy families as their fate Happy jobs and happy clubs And happy people they hate Everyone's juggling and everyone's acting With smiles of grease paint three feet wide Everyone's caught on a carousel pony And one time around is a lifetime ride |
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from Don Mclean - Tapestry (1970)
There's no need to find a reason for your dreams
for there is always more to dreaming than there seems to be. And I'll be thankful if through out my life you dream of me. It's all that I could ask for while I live. A dream is such a lovely gift to give. Ah, da, da. Your fragile beauty caught me in its web. And I am held by every silver strand of love you spin. Here in a swirl of sleeping circles all my dreams begin. Dreams that somehow always end with you. You're the one that makes my dreams come true. Sleep is lovely when you sleep next to me. And while you're dreaming let your thoughts all run free. But if I could understand what makes you free, then I would capture you and hold you for eternity. But I'm afraid that would destroy the love you feel for me. And loving you is how it has to be. Reasons don't mean anything to me. Loving you is how it has to be. Reasons don't mean anything to me.... |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
Singing in 'rounds', first person sings once right through, then second person
starts when first person reaches second verse, third person when second reaches second verse, and so on... By the waters The waters Of Babylon. We lay down and wept And wept For thee Zion. We remember Thee remember Thee remember Thee Zion |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could've told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frame-less heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
If you wanna make me happy, here is all you gotta do
Take me where you're going and I'll take care of you 'Cause I got this need that's growing to keep you satisfied And if you keep your green light showing well you can take me for a ride Chorus: 'Cause I la la la la la la love you, And I la la la la la la care. And I really want you with me baby everywhere Well, I like the way you're moving, and I like a the way you go I like the way you let your locomotion show 'Cause my drivin' wheel is drivin' and my piston's working good And if your motor gives you some trouble baby, I'll take a look underneath your hood (yes, I would) (Chorus) Well, I know you like your transportation with a motor and a rubber wheel, But when you move you cause a transformation in this lover and the way I feel So if you want to make me happy here is all you gotta do Just let me ride your boxcar and I'll hobo with you 'Cause all I got is on my shoulder, I'm walkin' on my trav'lin' shoes and before I get much older I'm gonna kick these lovesick blues (Chorus) Yes, I la la la la la la love you, And I la la la la la la care. 'Cause I.. (repeat and fade out) |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
Everyday
It's getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster Love like your's Will surely come my way ahey ahey hey Everyday It's getting faster Everyone said: "go on and ask her, love like your's wille surely come my way" ahey ahey hey Everyday Seems a little longer Everyway Love's a little stronger Come with me Do you ever long for true love from me? Everyday It's getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster Love like your's Will surely come my way ahey ahey hey Love like your's Will surely come my way |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We all slow down How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? No days you can borrow, no time you can buy. No trust in tomorrow. It's a lie. And I feel like I'm dippin' and divin'. My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels. I'm lost in this star car I'm drivin'. But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels. My world is a constant confusion. My mind is prepared to attack. My past a persuasive illusion. I'm watchin' the future it's black. What do you know? You know just what you perceive. What can you show? Nothing of what you believe. And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds And you wound yourself and your loved one bleed And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds On all that you thought you should be I never thought this could happen to me. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know. We all slow down. How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? Oh.. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
You have lived such a gentle life upon this earth
that I am stunned by your sight. If I could give but a token of the love you have, then I might not be this lonely tonight. Let them have their smug and their cool, confined by fashion and peer. I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere. I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere. Bridge: Oh, there are so few brave one's like you. Need I explain? Never wondering what to do, what to venture, what to gain. And, you have loved, in a total way, from flesh to soul. You speak, without coy without pose. Your eyes can see that the emperor has lost his clothes. And what's more, you'll tell the whole world what he stole. Let them have their fad and their fix, confined by fashion and peer. I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere. I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere. |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
When I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. Just the thought that we
might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinkin' about you day and night...and I don't know if it'll work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Faces come and faces go in circular rotation. But something yearns within to grow beyond infatuation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well you've got me standin' deaf and blind...cause I see love as just a state of mind...and who knows what it is that we might find...if we try. (Bridge) You're walking a different direction from most people I've met. You're givin' me signs of affection I don't usually get. I don't want you to pledge your future the future's not yours to give. Just stand there a little longer and let me watch while you live. 'Cause when I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. And just the thought that we might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinking about you day and night...and I don't know if it will work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Somehow I think that it just might if we try. Yes somehow I think that it just might if we try. Note - Don would often change the last chorus when he performed the song live. The words were something like "Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. It'd be so nice to see it all work out...cause that's what fantasies are all about..." |
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from Don Mclean - American Pie And Other Hits (2006)
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye The love we knew, ain't worth another try Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight In the morning in the hills away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born but I love the country life For I will not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz, Devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out, I need a second chance Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just lead me to despair |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
You make me
Think I'm listenin' to a symphony, You make me Hear the beauty of your poetry! You got a good way with music, baby, Got a good way with words, You got a good way with music, baby, Got a good way with words. You make me Hear the lyric in the harmony, You make me Hear the chorus in the melody! You got a good way with music, baby, Got a good way with words, You got a good way with music, baby, Got a good way with words. I see your face, And when you walk my way, The violins Always start to play, And when you talk, I don't care what you say, It comes out I love you so, Anyway, you should know You make me Think I'm listenin' to a symphony, You make me Hear the beauty of your poetry! You got a good way with music, baby, Got a good way with words, You got a good way with music, baby, Got a good way with words. You got a good way with music, baby, Got a good way with words, You got a good way with music, baby, Got a good way with words. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died I started singin' it singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die" |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
maybe baby, I'll have you
maybe baby, you'll be true maybe baby, I'll have you for me it's funny honey, you don't care you never listen to my prayer maybe baby, you will love me someday well you are the one that makes me glad and you are the one that makes me sad and when some day you want me well I'll be there, wait and see maybe baby, I'll have you maybe baby, you'll be true maybe baby, I'll have you for me well you are the one that makes me glad and you are the one that makes me sad and when some day you want me well I'll be there, wait and see maybe baby, I'll have you maybe baby, you'll be true maybe baby, I'll have you for me maybe baby, I'll have you for me |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I was alright for a while
I could smile for a while But when I saw you last night You held my hand so tight When you stopped to say 'hello' And though you wished to me well you couldn't tell That I'd been Crying over you Crying over you Then you said to so long Left me standing all alone Alone and crying. Crying Crying Crying It's hard to understand That the touch of your hand can start me crying I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true I love you even more than I did before But, darling, what can I do? While you don't love me And I'll always be Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you're gone And from this moment on I'll be crying (crying) Crying (crying) Crying (crying) Crying over you Over you Over you |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye The love we knew, ain't worth another try Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight In the morning in the hills away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born but I love the country life For I will not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz, Devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out, I need a second chance Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just lead me to despair |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
And I love you so,
The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began again The day you took my hand And yes I know how lonely life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening bring me down Now that you're around me And you love me too Your thoughts are just for me You set my spirit free I'm happy that you do The book of life is brief And once a page is read All but love is dead This is my belief And yes I know how loveless life can be The shadows follow me And the night won't set me free But I don't let the evening get me down Now that you're around me And I love you so The people ask me how, How I've lived till now I tell them "I don't know" |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could've told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frame-less heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
No one can take your place with me
And time has proven that I'm right There's no place I'd rather be Than at your place for the night No time can pass your sight unseen No moment steals away unfound Lifetime lived in such a dream Floats like a feather to the ground And for the first time I've been seeing The things I'd never noticed without you And for the first time I'm discovering The things I used to treasure about you The birds like leaves on Winterwood Sing hopeful songs on dismal days They've learned to live life as they should They are at peace with Nature's ways You are as natural as the night And all that springs from you is good And the children born beneath your light Are like the birds on Winterwood And for the first time I've been seeing The things I'd never noticed without you And for the first time I'm discovering The things I used to treasure about you |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
When I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. Just the thought that we
might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinkin' about you day and night...and I don't know if it'll work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Faces come and faces go in circular rotation. But something yearns within to grow beyond infatuation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well you've got me standin' deaf and blind...cause I see love as just a state of mind...and who knows what it is that we might find...if we try. (Bridge) You're walking a different direction from most people I've met. You're givin' me signs of affection I don't usually get. I don't want you to pledge your future the future's not yours to give. Just stand there a little longer and let me watch while you live. 'Cause when I see you on the street, I lose my concentration. And just the thought that we might meet creates anticipation. Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. Well I've been thinking about you day and night...and I don't know if it will work out right...but somehow I think that it just might...if we try. Somehow I think that it just might if we try. Yes somehow I think that it just might if we try. Note - Don would often change the last chorus when he performed the song live. The words were something like "Won't you look my way once before you go and my eyes will say what you ought to know. It'd be so nice to see it all work out...cause that's what fantasies are all about..." |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
Everyday
It's getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster Love like your's Will surely come my way ahey ahey hey Everyday It's getting faster Everyone said: "go on and ask her, love like your's wille surely come my way" ahey ahey hey Everyday Seems a little longer Everyway Love's a little stronger Come with me Do you ever long for true love from me? Everyday It's getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster Love like your's Will surely come my way ahey ahey hey Love like your's Will surely come my way |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
Wonderful baby livin' on love the
sandman says maybe he'll take you above, up where the girls fly on ribbons and bows, where babies float by, just counting their toes. Wonderful baby nothin' but new, the world has gone crazy, I'm glad I'm not you. At the beginning or is it the end? It goes in and comes out and starts over again. Wonderful baby livin' on love the sandman says maybe he'll take you above, up where the girls fly on ribbons and bows, where babies float by, just counting their toes. Wonderful baby I'll watch while you grow. If I knew the future you'd be first to know. But I don't know nothin' of what life's about, Just as long as you live, you'll never find out. Wonderful baby, nothin' to fear. Love whom you will, but doubt what you hear. They'll whisper sweet things to make untrue. So be good to yourself, that's all you can do. You're a wonderful baby livin' on love the sandman says maybe he'll take you above, up where the girls fly on ribbons and bows, where babies float by, just counting their toes, where babies float by, just counting their toes... |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I've got nothing on my mind,
Nothing to remember, Nothing to forget. And I've got nothing to regret. But I'm all tied up on the inside, No one knows quite what I've got, And I know that on the outside What I used to be I'm not anymore. You know I've heard about people like me But I never made the connection. They walk one road to set them free And find they've gone the wrong direction. But there's no need for turning back Cause all roads lead to where I stand; And I believe I'll walk them all No matter what I may have planned. Can you remember who I was? Can you still feel it? Can you find my pain? Can you heal it? Then lay your hands upon me now And cast this darkness from my soul. You alone can light my way. You alone can make me whole Once again. We've walked both sides of every street Through all kinds of windy weather; But that was never our defeat As long as we could walk together. So there's no need for turning back Cause all roads lead to where we stand; And I believe we'll walk them all No matter what we may have planned. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show, show the way, to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. The walls will keep you in, the walls will keep you out. The gates are calling those, who know what it's about. Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. Jerusalem is old, Jerusalem is new, Jerusalem can hold, Moslem, Christian, Jew. In Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. (Bridge) The markets and the alleys, the temples and the tombs. A place for all believers, it has so many rooms. In Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. Yes, we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We all slow down How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? No days you can borrow, no time you can buy. No trust in tomorrow. It's a lie. And I feel like I'm dippin' and divin'. My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels. I'm lost in this star car I'm drivin'. But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels. My world is a constant confusion. My mind is prepared to attack. My past a persuasive illusion. I'm watchin' the future it's black. What do you know? You know just what you perceive. What can you show? Nothing of what you believe. And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds And you wound yourself and your loved one bleed And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds On all that you thought you should be I never thought this could happen to me. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know. We all slow down. How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? Oh.. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I need headroom,
Got to have headroom, Some place to rest my head. I'm gettin' taller, Thinkin's gettin' smaller, Time is winnin' out instead. Well, I heard it on the news, They're selling everything they can. And the American flag Is manufactured in Japan. They're fightin' battles in the stars, They're pourin' billions into Mars. And layin' right there at my feet, There're people sleepin' in the street. Give me room, room, room, room, room, room. Well, I'm livin' on the farm, Where chemistry has lost its charm. And every dusty wind that blows, Is burnin' big holes in my clothes. They're burnin' big holes in the sky, Makin' people wonder why With all our land and sea and space, Progress is wreckin' every place. Give me room, room, room, room, room, room. Well, if you want an assen-ell, The government will wish you well, And if you steal a million bucks, The government will wish you luck. And they might even give you more, If you're makin' things for war. But if you're poor and stealin' cars, You'll spend your life behind the bars. Give me room, room, room, room, room, room. They're talkin' ethics on the hill, They're talkin' union at the mill, They're talkin' justice at the farm, They're talkin' safety in the car. They're talkin' murder in the states, They're talkin' cash to get a fix. They're talkin' virus in the bed, I'm talkin' room to rest my head. Give me room, room, room, room, room, room. I need headroom, Got to have headroom, Some place to rest my head. |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
Have you seen me I just might be your little baby?
Have you seen me I'm lookin' at you with grown up eyes? Every milk carton and highway billboard sign says maybe. Have you seen me or have you only seen my disguise? I had a fight with mama and she said she couldn't stand me. I had a fight with papa and he really likes to swing his fist. I'm sick and tired of all those stupid rules they hand me. They try to make me feel I have no right to exist. Have you seen me, well I've seen you. I've seen what the grown ups do. I've seen I can do that too. Have you seen me? Well I'm older now than I was the day I vanished. You might not even know me if you saw me passin' by. Others take your place in the dark world of the banished. On vicious streets where no one hears me cry. Well you can't run, you can't hide turn your face, walk inside. Can't close your doors, because I'm yours. Have you seen me? Well I'm fighting in Nicaragua, I'm fighting in Afghanistan. In Israel I wear a gun, in Palestine a rock is in my hand. In Africa you see me starve, in America they just throw me away. But I'm making history that other kids will read about some day Have you seen me, well I've seen you. I've seen what the grown ups do. I've seen I can do that too. Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Have you seen me? |
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from Don Mclean - Legendary Songs Of Don Mclean (2004)
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night,
Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright. Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane, Like Gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, that Although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Moonlight use to bath the contours of your face. Chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase. And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head, A sympathy bouquet left with a love that's dead. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. Never thought the words you said were true. Never thought you said just what you meant. Never knew how much I needed you. Never thought you'd leave, until you went. Morning comes and morning goes with no regret. Evening brings the memories I can't forget. Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs, Empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs. And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, That although you said you'd go, until you did, I never thought you would. |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean Don
Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way I was ridin' on the subway in the afternoon I saw some kids 'a beatin' out a funky tune The lady right in front of me was old and brown The kids began to push her, they knocked her down I tried to help her out but there was just no way A life ain't worth a damn on the street today I passed the ambulance and the camera crews I saw the instant replay on the evening news Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way Well will you take the car, or will you take the trip? Remove annoying hair from your upper lip What's it really worth? Does she really care? What's the best shampoo that I can use on my hair? Hey what's the real future of democracy? How're we gonna streamline the bureaucracy? Hey, hey, the cost of life has gone sky-high Does the deodorant I'm using really keep me dry? Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way Well spin the magic wheel and try to break the bank Think about your life when you fill in the blank Here's a game that's real if you wanna try One spot on the wheel that says you must die American roulette is the game we play But no-one wants to have to be the one to pay You get to pass "GO", you get to pass away But before we start our show, here's our sponsor to say: "Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way" Well down in Mexico, the laundry's on the line There's where you can go if you land on the nine Canada is nice if you're fond of ice If you land on the two then we'll send you there twice We interrupt this game for a news release: A man has gone insane and been killed by police! Now back to the game, that's a dangerous play 'Cause if they see you in C-U-B-A you must pass away Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way My supper's on the stove, the war is on the screen Pass the bread and butter while I watch the Marine The shot him in the chest--Pass the chicken breast! The general is saying that he's still unimpressed. "We had to burn the city 'cause they wouldn't agree That things go better with democracy!" The weather will be fair, forget the ozone layer, But strontium showers will be here and there Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way Well livin' in the country watchin' shadows fall My reception ain't too good in a power stall Bombers in the air, missiles in the sea Chemicals in everything, including me They don't keep their promise in the promised land It's getting mighty hard to find an honest man But coming very soon, a show you'll die to see It's called "The End Of The World", on channel "C" Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime time This is livin' in the U. S. A. Well this is life, this is Prime Time This is livin' the American way |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean
[Chorus] Well you better jump, jump, jump, If you wanna' live at all. Yes you better jump, jump, jump, Even though you're bound to fall Cause' they're gonna' make you sorry gonna' make you cry If you don't jump, jump, jump, into the seat by and by. Well, you jump for joy and happiness, You jump when things go right. You jump when you're asleep And you hear a strange voice in the night. Sometimes we get to use to things, they don't mean what they did. I know that what make my floor, make another fellows lid. (Chorus) Well, I'm always on the lookout, For somethin' fresh and new. Like bein' on a cookout with a crazy Kangaroo. Just when I think I've found a place where I'm sure I wanna' stop. My body won't quit cookin' and my mind begins to hop. (Chorus) Well, I'm thinkin' about a thousand things, I'm a losin' lots of sleep. I'm glidin' on my inner wings, I'm gettin' set to leap. I'm ridin' on my pony, I'm lettin' out my rope. I'm lookin' for an idea that a big bar of soap. (Chorus) (Instrumental Break) (Chorus) Well, one man was cold and hungry, One man was rich and well. One man stood at the window, as the crowd began to yell. While the poor man prayed to Jesus and the rich man made a deal. One man was standing naked yellin' do what you feel. (Chorus) |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean
I'm walkin' away, and leavin' you standin' I've nothing to say, for I've said it all the best way I know how Cry, cry if you need to, but I can't stay to watch you 'Cause that's the wrong thing to do. Does it ease you to know, that I've thought about stayin' Yet I think I will go, and let the words of goodbye go unsaid Speak, speak if you need to, but I can't stay to hear you 'Cause that's the wrong thing to do. All the words that you whisper are words that have nothing to say And the thoughts they reveal are the reasons I'm goin' away From the touch of your voice, I can feel separation So you leave me no choice, for to remain would mean living apart Touch, touch if you need to, but I can't stay to hold you 'Cause that's the wrong thing to do. That's the wrong thing to do. That's the wrong thing to do. |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean
The pattern is broken, the pieces don't fit. Pull them apart and move them a bit. See what you've made and see who you are. The plans that you've laid can go just so far. Before the pattern get's broken, the pieces don't fit. Pull them apart and move them a bit. See what you've made and see who you are. The plans that you've laid can go just so far. Then it's the end of sunny weather. When all the pieces fit together. And it looks like the final ending. But it's really the beginning. And though the pieces are apart now. And you got a broken heart now. Someday the sun is gonna shine on a fabulous design, That only you can see. Ahhhh. But then the pattern get's broken, the pieces don't fit. Pull them apart and move them a bit. See what you've made and see who you are. The plans that you've laid can go just so far. Before the pattern get's broken, the pieces don't fit. (The pattern's broken and the pieces don't fit) Pull them apart and move them a bit. (Pull them apart and then move them a bit) See what you've made and see who you are. (See what you've made and see who you are) The plans that you've laid can go just so far. (The plans you've laid will only go just so far) Before the pattern get's broken, the pieces don't fit. (The pattern's broken and the pieces don't fit) Pull them apart and move them a bit. (Pull them apart and then move them a bit) See what you've made and see who you are. (See what you've made and see who you are) The plans that you've laid can go just so far. (The plans you've laid will only go just so far) Ahhh, ahaha, ahhh, ahaha, ahhhhhhhh, ahhha... |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean
In someone's hand there is a land, where I must surely go, where she is,A to learn what she must know, when she gives all her love away.A To him that seems as in her dreams, unbroken by the storm on the sea,A But quiet deep and warm ever free, to give his love away.A And when these two have found the land, the world is not the same,A For though it spins when love begins, the world is not the same.A This is one change I always have longed for, I always belonged more to you than to anyone and in your hand the stars the sand, the rain and wind are new, as we liveA and learn what love can do, when we give all our love away.A And now we too have found the land, the world is not the same,A For though it spins when love begins, the world is not.... the.... same. |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean
I'm building my body I'm happy when I'm building my body I'm tired of fighting, let's make friends I'm tired of burning both ends That's why I'm building my body It hurts me but I'm building my body And I know what the pain is worth I know I feel the pain of birth I'm pushin' up And gettin' down with my body There's no-one else around with my body One look says I'm a stone disgrace Don't kick no sand in my face Because I'm building my body strong I'm watching what I eat And I'm sorting out right from wrong Hey, not a lot of meat And I know that it won't be long Before I gotta quit smoking Because I'm building my body I'm peaceful when I'm building my body I'm sweating out mistakes I've made I'm getting back the dues I've paid I'm doing more And getting sore with my body But I'm gaining a rapport with my body And this seems like the perfect time They say I'm in my prime That's why I'm building my body strong I'm thinking at the table And I'm sorting out right from wrong I'm reading every label And I know that it won't be long Before I gotta quit smoking 'Cause I'm building my body There's someone else inside of my body He's waiting to be born again |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
McLean
When a good thing goes bad, it's not the end of the world. It's the end of a world that you had with a girl. Though it's hard to admit that the memory's sad when you think what you had, when a good thing goes bad.A Love is so strange, it's a mystery to me. It's easy to change and to lose what could be. So you wait and you watch for the one who'll agree with the things that you need and the life that you lead. When a good thing goes right, it's a joy beyond worth. As the roots of your love intertwine with the earth. And your bodies are one, but you're living for two and your future looks bright, oh yes, when a good thing goes right. But time is the test, like the sea pounds the rocks. And those who love best sometimes fail with the shocks. And the waves break you down and you watch your love drown. And she's so far from reach as you stand on the beach. When a good thing goes bad, it's not the end of the world. It's the end of a world that you had with a girl. Though it's hard to admit that the memory's sad when you think what you had, when a good thing goes bad. |
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from Don Mclean - Prime Time (2005)
Carr-Kennedy
South of the border, down Mexico way That's where I fell in love, when the stars above came out to play And now as I wander, my thoughts ever stray South of the border, down Mexico way She was a picture in old Spanish lace Just for a tender while I kissed a smile upon her face 'Cause it was fiesta and we were so gay South of the border, Mexico way Then she sighed as she whispered, ?manana? Never dreaming that we were parting And I lied as a whispered, ?manana? 'Cause our tomorrow never came South of the border, I jumped back one day There in a veil of white, by the candlelight, she knelt to pray The mission bells told me that I mustn't stay South of the border, Mexico way The mission bells told me, ding, dong, that I must not stay Stay South of the border, down Mexico way |
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from Don Mclean - Believers (2005)
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye The love we knew, ain't worth another try Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight In the morning in the hills away from city strife I need a country woman for my wife I'm city born but I love the country life For I will not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz, Devoid of all romance The music plays and everyone must dance I'm bowing out, I need a second chance Save me from all the trouble and the pain I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again Tell her the reasons why I can't remain Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share an' castle walls Just lead me to despair |
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from Don Mclean - Believers (2005)
I walk down to the sea
and I saw this crazy man He was looking at me and he said "I have a plan" Yes, he said "I have a plan" He was black from the sun and his eyes were in tears and his hand was so thick from the work of the years Yes, his hand was so thick from the work of the years He said "Please come with me to my home by the sea We can smoke, drink and eat and you'll sit at my feet and I'll tell what I know while the sea breezes blow for I've tried to be free but I'll soon have to go." And his house was his art and, nature, his wish it was sculpted from clay in the shape of a fish it was sculpted from clay in the shape for a fish And the caves in the back had been arched into stone and the creatures he kept made him far from alone Yes, the creatures he kept made him far from alone "I have only one son in Chicago for life He is separate from me and so is my wife and I live in the sun and I hate what they've done to my beautiful sea and what they'll do to me" And we walked from the house for miles by the shore and we picked up the trash that they'd left by his door. Yes, we picked up the trash that they'd left by his door. And the oil and the sludge got stuck to my feet and the fish that were dead were too poisoned to eat. Yes, the fish that were dead were too poisoned to eat. And the blade cut his hand and it's stiff from the scar and the butchers, called doctors, leave you worse than you are and we're all like the butchers we cut into life and we like to see blood on the end of our knife. And someday they will come and bulldoze him down for he has not a permit from the kings of the town No, he has not a permit from the kings of the town And the doctors will come and say he's afraid and they'll ruin this man and destroy what he made And the pictures he kept will be torn from his hand with the beautiful house that he built on the sand |
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from Don Mclean - Believers (2005)
Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you.
Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show, show the way, to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. The walls will keep you in, the walls will keep you out. The gates are calling those, who know what it's about. Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. Jerusalem is old, Jerusalem is new, Jerusalem can hold, Moslem, Christian, Jew. In Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. (Bridge) The markets and the alleys, the temples and the tombs. A place for all believers, it has so many rooms. In Jerusalem, Jerusalem all roads lead to you. Jerusalem, Jerusalem your light is shinning through. And you will show (you will show), show the way (show the way), to all who see it shine, That we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. Yes, we can live, in peace, in Jerusalem this time. |
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