John Denver

You're So Beautiful


This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the John Denver
Album, and has also been released on the Reflections and The Country Roads
Collection Albums.

Born on a quiet morning
Just a dream in someone's eyes
A dream that's like a promise meant to be
Giving rise to speculation
On a place called paradise
If I've ever been there
It's when you were with me

You're so beautiful
I can't believe my eyes
Each time I see you again
You're so beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again

I remember some hidden valley
Where the skies are never still
And alpine meadows burn in the evening light
I remember the path to glory
And the way around the hill
I remember true love's eyes
Shining in the night

You're so beautiful
I can't believe my eyes
Each time I see you again
You're so beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again

And if paradise is everything you see
Then the place you must be coming from
Is ecstasy

You're so beautiful
That I can't believe my eyes
Each time I see you again
You're so beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again

Just want to see you again
I want to be with you again
I just need to love you again
Just wanna touch you again
I just need to love you again
I want to be with you again
touch you again
love you again
with you again

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the autograph album, and has also been released on the wildlife concert album as a live track.

And you say that the battle is over
And you say that the war is all done
Go tell it to those
With the wind in their nose
Who run from the sound of the gun

And write it on the sides
Of the great whaling ships
Or on ice floes where conscience is tossed
With the wind in their eyes
It is they who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss

And you say that the battle is over
And finally the world is at peace
You mean no one is dying
And mothers don't weep
Or it's not in the papers at least

There are those who would deal
In the darkness of life
There are those who would tear down the sun
And most men are ruthless
But some will still weep
When the gifts we were given are gone

Now the blame cannot fall
On the heads of a few


It's become such a part of the race
It's eternally tragic
That that which is magic
Be killed at the end of the glorious chase

From young seals to great whales
From waters to wood
They will fall just like weeds in the wind
With fur coats and perfumes
And trophies on walls
What a hell of a race to call men

And you say that the battle is over
And you say that the war is all done
Go tell it to those
With the wind in their nose
Who run from the sound of the gun

And write it on the sides
Of the great whaling ships
Or on ice floes where conscience is tossed
With the wind in their eyes
It is they who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss
With the wind in their eyes
It is they who must die
And it's we who must measure the cost

Words and music by david mallett

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on The Autograph album, and has also been released on The Wildlife Concert album as a live track.

And you say that the battle is over
And you say that the war is all done
Go tell it to those
With the wind in their nose
Who run from the sound of the gun

And write it on the sides
Of the great whaling ships
Or on ice floes where conscience is tossed
With the wind in their eyes
It is they who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss

And you say that the battle is over
And finally the world is at peace
You mean no one is dying
And mothers don't weep
Or it's not in the papers at least

There are those who would deal
In the darkness of life
There are those who would tear down the sun
And most men are ruthless
But some will still weep
When the gifts we were given are gone

Now the blame cannot fall
On the heads of a few
It's become such a part of the race
It's eternally tragic
That that which is magic
Be killed at the end of the glorious chase

From young seals to great whales
From waters to wood
They will fall just like weeds in the wind
With fur coats and perfumes
And trophies on walls
What a hell of a race to call men

And you say that the battle is over
And you say that the war is all done
Go tell it to those
With the wind in their nose
Who run from the sound of the gun

And write it on the sides
Of the great whaling ships
Or on ice floes where conscience is tossed
With the wind in their eyes
It is they who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss
With the wind in their eyes
It is they who must die
And it's we who must measure the cost

Words and Music by David Mallett

It's late December the New Years never coming
Time passes slowly in a two room walk up flat
The sun is silent there's a cold rain gonna come on
No one to talk to
But my ladys yellow cat
Rain drops falling on the flowers In the window box
Plastic roses that I planted yesterday
I didn't think they'd die so soon
But they're all withered now
Seems like everything I touch
Turns out that way

Well I guess I just go walking
The cats no good for talkin' to
He don't know what I'm saying
And the rain is always
Playing on my mind
On my mind

Street lights drifting through the blinds that cover window panes
Blending softly with the bare lights over head
Then together they run swiftly through my memory
And eerie image of a strange and empty bed
Wind is whipping up the papers in the streets below
Got some books to read
But it seems they've all been read
Clouds are crowded in a misty
Drifting sky above
And I wish to hell
I could remember what I said.

A crystal wine glass on a table filled with scarlet stains
Stands alone and empty where there once was two
The jug is silent on the table with my broken dreams
The wine is gone my lady and so my love are you

Sunday and it's rainin' in Alaska
Seven days, I haven't seen the sun
Flyin' bush, flyin' low along the shore line
Doin' everything I can to make it home
I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain
I can't wait to do what I will do
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
When I can't wait to get back home to you

Three years from the war and settled down now
I did my time and served my country well
In the freedom I defended I fly beneath the North Star
And I just don't know a better way to feel
I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain
I can't wait to do what I will do
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
When I can't wait to get back home to you

It's a quiet life out here among the mountains
In a cabin that was built with these two hands
McCarthey lies asleep beside the Glacier
It's colder now, winter's in the air
If you think they're wild it's just because they can't be broken
It's a strong and gentle people living there
I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain
I can't wait to do what I will do

Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
When I can'?t wait to get back home to you

This song was first released on the It's About Time Album. It is the only album it has been released on.

I want to play in the World Game
I want to make it better it's ever been before
I want to play in the World Game
I want to make sure everybody knows the score
About using less, doing so much more

Everywhere I'm going I see trouble
Everywhere I'm looking I see all kinds of pain
Maybe we can get back on the double
Maybe we can turn around and make it all change
They say it's you against your neighbor
If it gets right down to it, you against your friend
I swear that this is not the answer
As far as I can see it is the way it all ends

I want to play in the World Game
I want to make it better it's ever been before
I want to play in the World Game
I want to make sure everybody knows the score
About using less and doing so much more

Hey man, you know me I don't worry
Hey man, you know me I am never afraid
Only one thing can make me sorry
Something to say and then it never gets said
What kind of man turns on his brother
What kind of man turns his back on a friend
Who has the right to say it's over
Who has the right to see how far it can bend

I want to play in the World Game
I want to make it better it's ever been before
I want to play in the World Game
I want to make sure everybody knows the score
About using less, doing so much more

Yaweh yaweh yaweh jah
Yaweh yaweh yaweh jah
Yaweh yaweh yaweh jah
Yaweh yaweh yaweh jah

You and me you and me
You and me you and me

I and I - I and I
I and I - I and I

I want to play in the World Game
I want to make it better it's ever been before
I want to play in the World Game
I want to make sure everybody knows the score
About using less, doing so much more

Words and music by John Denver

Well I was a red man
I was proud, I was strong
You were the white man
And you stole away my home

Now I am a wooden Indian
Painted dreams inside my head
Times THE WAY you bring me down
Make ME wish THAT I was dead

Na na na na nana.....

Ay, I was a red man
In my passing made no sound
You were the white man
And you drove me in the ground

Now I am a wooden Indian
Standing silent in the rain
Swear BY my grandfather's father
We're GONNA rise again

Na na na

Ay, I was a red man
I was proud, I was strong
You were the white man
And you stole away my home

Now I am a wooden Indian
Standing silent in the rain
Swear BY my grandfather's father
We're GONNA rise again

Words and music by John Denver

The wind is the whisper of our mother the Earth
The wind is the hand of our father the sky
The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly

The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
Weaver of darkness, bringer of dawn
The wind gives the rain (yes), and builds us a rainbow
The wind is the singer who sang the first song
The wind is a twister of anger and warning

The wind brings the fragrence of freshly mown hay
The wind is the racer and the white stallion running
And the sweet taste of love on a slow summer's day
The wind knows the songs of cities and canyons

Thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea
The wind is the taker and giver of mornings
The wind is the symbol of all that is free
So welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers
Follow her summons when she calls again

In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround you
Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind

The wind is the whisper of our mother the Earth
The wind is the hand of our father the sky
The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly

The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
Weaver of darkness, bringer of dawn
The wind gives the rain (yes), and builds us a rainbow
The wind is the singer who sang the first song
The wind is a twister of anger and warning

The wind brings the fragrence of freshly mown hay
The wind is the racer and the white stallion running
And the sweet taste of love on a slow summer's day
The wind knows the songs of cities and canyons

Thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea
The wind is the taker and giver of mornings
The wind is the symbol of all that is free
So welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers
Follow her summons when she calls again

In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround you
Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind

The wind is the whisper of our mother the earth
The wind is the hand of our father the sky
The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly

The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
The weaver of darkness, the bringer of dawn
The wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow
The wind is the singer who sang the first song

The wind is a twister of anger and warning
The wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay
The wind is a racer, a wild stallion running
The sweet taste of love on a slow summer’s day

The wind knows the songs of the cities and canyons
The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea
The wind is the taker and giver of mornings
The wind is the symbol of all that is free

He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again
Bringin' a warm wind from the south, bringin' the first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing:

CHORUS:
Oh, Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies

His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry
He never knew his father and he never did ask why
He never knew the answers that would make an easy way
But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way
His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home
Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own
And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land
And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand

CHORUS

On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own
He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back home
Ridin' a storm across the mountains and an achin' in his heart
Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start
Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone
Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john
There was something in the city that he said he couldn't breathe
There was something in the country that he said he couldn't leave

CHORUS

Now some say he was crazy and some are glad he's gone
But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry on
Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn
Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on

CHORUS x2

He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again
Bringin' a warm wind from the south, bringin' the first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing:

CHORUS:
Oh, Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies

His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry
He never knew his father and he never did ask why
He never knew the answers that would make an easy way
But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way
His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home
Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own
And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land
And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand

CHORUS

On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own
He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back home
Ridin' a storm across the mountains and an achin' in his heart
Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start
Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone
Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john
There was something in the city that he said he couldn't breathe
There was something in the country that he said he couldn't leave

CHORUS

Now some say he was crazy and some are glad he's gone
But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry on
Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn
Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on

CHORUS x2

He was born in the Bitteroot Valley
In the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water
Headin' north and home again

Bringin' a warm wind from the south
Bringin' the first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast
And softly she did sing

CHORUS:
Oh Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family
And a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart
Give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother
And the wild Montana Skies

His mother died that summer
And he never learned to cry
He never knew his father
And he never did ask why

He never knew the answers
That would make an easy way
But he learned to know the wilderness
And to be a man that way

His mother's brother took him in
To his family and his home
Gave him a hand that he could lean on
And a strength to call his own

And he learned to be a farmer
And he learned to love the land
And he learned to read the seasons
And he learned to make a stand

CHORUS
On the eve of his 2lst birthday
He set out on his own
He was 30 years and runnin'
When he found his way back home

Ridin' a storm across the mountains
And an aching in his heart
Said he came to turn the pages
And to make a brand new start

Now he never told a story
Of the time that he was gone
Some say he was a lawyer
Some say he was a John

There was somethin' in the city
That he said he couldn't breathe
And there was somethin' in the country
That he said he couldn't leave

CHORUS
Now some say he was crazy
And they're glad that he is gone
But some of us will miss him
And we'll try to carry on

Giving a voice to the forest
Giving a voice to the dawn
Giving a voice to the wilderness
And the land that he lived on

January back in '55 we rode a Greyhound bus through the Georgia midnight
Grandpa was sleeping and the winter sky was clear
We hit a bump and his head jerked back a little and he mumbled something
He woke up smiling, but his eyes were bright with tears
Said, "I dreamed I was back on the farm...
20 years have passed, boy, but the memory still warms me...
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar..."
He told me those old stories about that one-room cabin in Kentucky
The smell of the rain and the warm earth in his hands
He slowly turned and stared outside; his face was mirrored in the window
And his reflection flew across the moonlit land
And he dreamed he was back on the farm


Tilts his head and listens to the early sound of morning
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar
An old man and an eight-year-old boy rolling down that midnight highway
Kentucky memories from a winter Georgia night
I started drifting off and Grandpa tucked his coat around me
I think I tried to smile as I slowly closed my eyes
And I dreamed I was with him on the farm
"Grandpa, I can hear the evening wind out in the corn...
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar...
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar...
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar..."
And the bus rolled through the night...

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Whose Garden Was This? album, and has also been released on the Changes album.

Whose garden was this
It must have been lovely
Did it have flowers
I've seen pictures of flowers
And I'd love to have smelled one

Whose river was this
You say it ran freely
Blue was it's colour
And I've seen blue in some pictures
And I'd love to have been there

Tell me again, I need to know
The forest had trees, the meadows were green
The oceans were blue
And birds really flew
Can you swear that it's true

Whose grey sky was this
Or was it a blue one
You say they were breezes
I've heard records of breezes
And I'd love to have felt one

Tell me again, I need to know
The forest had trees, the meadows were green
The oceans were blue
And birds really flew
Can you swear that it's true

Whose garden was this
It must have been lovely
Did it have flowers
I've seen pictures of flowers
And I'd love to have smelled one

Tell me again, I need to know
Tell me again, I need to know
Tell me again, I need to know

Words and Music by Tom Paxton

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas.
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleighbells in the snow.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas.
With every christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright.
And may all your Christmasses be white.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas.
With every christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright.
And may all your Christmasses be white.

This song was first released on the Christmas, Like A Lullaby album. It is the only album it has been released on.

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten, and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmas's be white

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmas's be white

Words and Music by Irving Berlin

I often have wondered in deep contemplation,
It seems that the mind runs wild when you're all alone.
The ways that it could be, the ways that it should be,
The things I'd do differently if I could to them again.
I've always loved springtime, the passing if winter,
The green of the new leaves, and life going on.
The promise of morning, the long days of summer,
And warm nights of loving beneath the night stars.
I'm just an old cowboy, from high Colorado,
I'm too old to ride anymore, too blind to see.
I sleep in the city now, away from my mountains,
Away from the cabin we always called home.
I dreamed I left there, on an old Palamino,
And Whispering Jesse rode right by my side.
I longed to hold her, to hear her soft breathing,
The touch of her cool hands on my fevered brow.
Whispering Jesse,
Still rides in the mountain,
She still sings in the canyon,
Still lives in my heart.

I often have wondered in deep contemplation,
It seems that the mind runs wild when you're all alone.
The ways that it could be, the ways that it should be,
The things I'd do differently if I could to them again.
I've always loved springtime, the passing if winter,
The green of the new leaves, and life going on.
The promise of morning, the long days of summer,
And warm nights of loving beneath the night stars.
I'm just an old cowboy, from high Colorado,
I'm too old to ride anymore, too blind to see.
I sleep in the city now, away from my mountains,
Away from the cabin we always called home.
I dreamed I left there, on an old Palamino,
And Whispering Jesse rode right by my side.
I longed to hold her, to hear her soft breathing,
The touch of her cool hands on my fevered brow.
Whispering Jesse,
Still rides in the mountain,
She still sings in the canyon,
Still lives in my heart.

I often have wondered in deep contemplation,
It seems that the mind runs wild when you're all alone.
The ways that it could be, the ways that it should be,
The things I'd do differently if I could to them again.
I've always loved springtime, the passing if winter,
The green of the new leaves, and life going on.
The promise of morning, the long days of summer,
And warm nights of loving beneath the night stars.
I'm just an old cowboy, from high Colorado,
I'm too old to ride anymore, too blind to see.
I sleep in the city now, away from my mountains,
Away from the cabin we always called home.
I dreamed I left there, on an old Palamino,
And Whispering Jesse rode right by my side.
I longed to hold her, to hear her soft breathing,
The touch of her cool hands on my fevered brow.
Whispering Jesse,
Still rides in the mountain,
She still sings in the canyon,
Still lives in my heart.

I often have wandered in deep contemplation
It seems that the mind runs wild when you're all alone
The way that it could be
The ways that it should be
Things I'd do differently if I could do them again
I've always loved spring time, the passing of winter
The green of the new leaves and life goin' on
The promise of morning
The long days of summer
Warm nights of loving her beneath the bright stars
I'm just an old cowboy from high Colorado
Too old to ride anymore, too blind to see
I sleep in the city now
Away from my mountains
Away from the cabin we always called home

I dream I left there
On an old Palomino
Whispering Jesse rode right by my side
I long to hold her
To hear her soft breathing
The touch of her cool hands on my fevered brow

Whispering Jesse still rides in the mountains
Still sings in the canyons
Still lives in my heart

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Rhymes and Reasons album, and it has also been released on the Changes album.

When I get older, losin' my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a Valentine
Birthday greeting, bottle of wine

If I got home at a quarter to three
Would you lock the door
Will you still lead me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

You'll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you

I could be happy fixing a fuse
Whe the lights are gone
You could knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday morning go for a ride

Doin' the garden, diggin' the weeds
Who could ask for more
Will you still lead me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of White
If it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
You're sincerely wasting away

Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine forever more
Will you still lead me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

Oh yeah

Words and music by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album. It has also been released on the Country Classics, Reflections and The Country Roads Collection Albums.

You know sometimes I can't get to sleep at night
I can't quiet my heart or my mind
I toss and turn, I ache and burn
I get caught in the passing of time

It's like too many miles, too many heartaches
Too much that needs to be done
Yes and too many sidewalks, too many people
Too many hours done

What's on your mind
What's on my mind
Is really quite the same
I've been working so hard
And I'm ready to play
I know just the right game

What's on your mind
Is what's on my mind
That's the way it's gonna be
I'm gonna find me a place I can hide
I want you right next to me

On I've never seen a more beautiful day
It's my favorite time of year
The colors are changing, she's rearranging
And I'm so glad to be here

I've been up and around, I've been lost, I've been found
I've seen love face to face in my dreams
And the things that I know and the things that I show
Are not always just what they seem

What's on your mind
Is what's on my mind
It's just that way
It's like catching a ride
On a beautiful river
Let it carry us all away

What's on your mind
And what's on my mind
Is really nothing new
I want to get you alone
I want to make you my own
Baby, I want to make love with you

What's on your mind
And what's on my mind
Is really quite the same
I've been working so hard
And I'm ready to play
Baby, I know just the right game

What's on your mind
And what's on my mind
Is really nothing new
I want to get you alone
I want to make you my own
Baby, I want to make love with you

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Seasons of the Heart Album. It has also been released on The Very Best of John Denver (Double CD) album.

I suppose that there are those
Who'll say he had it easy
Had it made in fact
Before he'd even begun
But they don't know the things I know
I was always with him
It may sound strange
We were more than friends

It's hard to tell the truth
When no one wants to listen
When no one really cares
What's going on
And it's hard to stand alone
When you need someone beside you
Your spirit and your faith
They must be strong

What one man can do is dream
What one man can do is love
What one man can do is change the world
And make it young again
Here you see what one man can do

As shaded as his eyes might be
That's how bright his mind is
That's how strong his love
For you and me
A friend to all the universe
Grandfather of the future
And everything I would like to be

What one man can do is dream
What one man can do is love
What one man can do is change the world
And make it young again
Here you see what one man can do

What one man can do is dream
What one man can do is love
What one man can do is change the world
And make it young again
Here you see what one man can do

Words and music by John Denver

What child is this, who, laid to rest,
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh,
Come, peasant, king, to own him.
the King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone him.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.

What child is this, who, laid to rest, on Mary's lap, is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, while shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh, come peasant, king to own Him,
The King of kings, salvation brings, let loving hearts enthrone Him.
Raise, raise the song on high, the Virgin sings her lullaby:
Joy, joy, for Christ is born, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

What child is this, who, laid to rest, on Mary's lap, is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, while shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary!

This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.

Whalebones and crosses
Stand against the Arctic sky
The wind blows through the graveyard
Where our fallen fathers lie
Eternal snow that covers them
The shadows of the sun
The mighty struggle on the seas
A way of life is run

I'll sing for you my father
For the ancient sacred ways
How the hunter loved the hunted
How the night becomes the day
The circle of the mighty spirit
Keeps us in its fold
The warmth of understanding
Like a light shot through the cold

Then bring to me my people
Touch them with your loving hands
Lead them from confusion
Lead them back unto the land
For a sickness seems to block their path
It clouds my peoples' eyes
The promise that an idle truth
Will reap a golden lie

Whalebones and crosses
Stand against the Arctic sky
The wind blows through the graveyard
Where our fallen fathers lie
The timeless hunt a journey back
To what we once came from
Compassion and nobility
Beneath the midnight sun
The mighty struggle of the seas
A way of life is run

Words by Joe Henry, Music by Lee Holdridge

This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions Album, and has also been released on the A Portrait and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.


They say they love each other
I've no doubt they do
They say they'll always be together
That may not be true

They come from different places
Different points of view
They find themselves in different spaces
Everything is all brand new

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always on the road somewhere
The other one always stays
Too often unhappy
Too often on your own
When you are moving in different directions
True love is all alone

Old stories start to surface
Patterns from long ago
And loving quickly turns to anger
For reasons they don't even know
The strongest heart can be broken
With one insensitive word
The deepest feelings remain unspoken

No one is seen and nothing heard
Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always wants to work things out
The other one wants to play
To ready for changes
To much that just can't wait
When you are moving in different directions
True love can turn to hate

If opposites attract each other
What's the reason for
One being like an open window
One just like a closing door

Two different directions
Two many different ways
One likes to see the morning sunrise
The other one sleeps in late
To many tomorrows
To many times too late
When you are moving in different directions
True love may have to wait
If you are committed to different directions
True love will have to wait

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions Album, and has also been released on the A Portrait and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.


They say they love each other
I've no doubt they do
They say they'll always be together
That may not be true

They come from different places
Different points of view
They find themselves in different spaces
Everything is all brand new

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always on the road somewhere
The other one always stays
Too often unhappy
Too often on your own
When you are moving in different directions
True love is all alone

Old stories start to surface
Patterns from long ago
And loving quickly turns to anger
For reasons they don't even know
The strongest heart can be broken
With one insensitive word
The deepest feelings remain unspoken

No one is seen and nothing heard
Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always wants to work things out
The other one wants to play
To ready for changes
To much that just can't wait
When you are moving in different directions
True love can turn to hate

If opposites attract each other
What's the reason for
One being like an open window
One just like a closing door

Two different directions
Two many different ways
One likes to see the morning sunrise
The other one sleeps in late
To many tomorrows
To many times too late
When you are moving in different directions
True love may have to wait
If you are committed to different directions
True love will have to wait

Words and music by John Denver

They say they love each other
I've no doubt they do
They say they'll always be together
That may not be true

They come from different places
Different points of view
They find themselves in different spaces
Everything is all brand new

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always on the road somewhere
The other one always stays
Too often unhappy
Too often on your own
When you are moving in different directions
True love is all alone

Old stories start to surface
Patterns from long ago
And loving quickly turns to anger
For reasons they don't even know
The strongest heart can be broken
With one insensitive word
The deepest feelings remain unspoken
No one is seen and nothing heard

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always wants to work things out
The other one wants to play
Too ready for changes
Too much that just can't wait
When you are moving in different directions
True love can turn to hate

If opposites attract each other
What's the reason for
One being like an open window
One just like a closing door

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One likes to see the morning sunrise
The other one sleeps in late
Too many tomorrows
Too many times too late
When you are moving in different directions
True love may have to wait
If you are committed to different directions
True love will have to wait

This song was first released on the one world album. it is the only album it has been released on.

As I travel down the road and search the empty sky
Waiting for the moment when my eyes will see
Many are the memories the mysteries of time
How they dance around and whisper endlessly

Yes I've travelled down this road before
Where so many men have come and gone
But you know it takes time
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time
(true love takes time)
And it's so very hard to find
(true love takes time)
You know that love takes time

It seemed impossible that I could care again
So it seemed I had forgotten how to give
What is this miracle that brings me back my dreams
All at once I can remember how to live

Yes I've travelled down this road before
Where so many men have come and gone
But you know it takes time
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time
(true love takes time)


And it's so very hard to find
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time

I have been too much alone for oh so many years
Looking for someone to sing with me
Sweet harmony

My heart is open now and tender to the touch
But there is love enough to heal me in your hands
I'll give you all my nights
All my sun and rainy days
I'll give you all the time it takes to understand

We've travelled down this road before
Where so many fools have come and gone
But you know it takes time
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time
(true love takes time)
And it's so very hard to find
(true love takes time)
You know that true love takes time

(true love takes time)
(true love takes time)
(true love takes time)

Words by dik dernell and john denver, music by dik dernell

So tremble if you must
For the dust is still breathing
And the trees are just the leaves
On a big breathing globe
And there's life in the rocks
And the seashells are listening
To the sound of the sea
As it slips on it's way

This song was first released on the I Want To Live Album. It is the only album it has been released on.


Ridin' on a tradewind
Fillin' my sails with a soft and southerly breeze
Livin' on the ocean blue

Dreaming' of the islands
Rappin' myself in the glow of a tropical moon
I never shiver when the sun goes down

All the Earth she sings to me
Every shallow, every tree
Surely my loves shining like the sea

I can make you happy
If I can I'll take you away on a wave in my arms
Never leave you on the edge all alone

If you feel like dancin'
Rollin' like the water across my sleepless night
Makin me a peaceful place

All my life to be with you
All I ever want to do
Knowing you are feeling that way too

Distant thunder, heavy seas
Rocky Mountain memories
Surely I was lost till I found thee

Ye Ye Ye

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the An Evening With John Denver album as a live version, and it has also been released on the Changes album. This song is also referred to as Saturday Night In Toledo, Ohio.

Saturday night in Toledo, Ohio, is like being nowhere at all
All through the day how the hours rush by
You sit in the park and you watch the grass die

Ah, but after the sunset, the dusk and the twilight
When shadows of night start to fall
They roll back the sidewalks precisely at ten
And people who live there are not seen again

Just two lonely truckers from Great Falls, Montana
And a salesman from places unknown - ces unknown
All huddled together in downtown Toledo
To spend their big night all alone

You ask how I know of Toledo, Ohio
Well I spent a week there one day
They've got entertainment to dazzle your eyes
Go visit the bakery and watch the buns rise

Ah, but let's not forget that the folks of Toledo
Unselfishly gave us the scales
No springs, honest weight, that's the promise they made
So smile and be thankful next time you get weighed

And wive and wet wive
Let this be our motto
Let's let the sleeping dogs lie - ping dogs lie

And here's to the dogs of Toledo, Ohio
Ladies, we bid you goodbye

Words and music by Randy Sparkes

Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrow
shall all pass away
'ere I forget all the joy
that is mine today
- 연주중 -
I'll be a dandy
and I'll be a rover
you'll know who I am
by the songs that I sing
I'll feast at your table
I'll sleep in your clover
who cares what tomorrow
shall bring
Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrow
shall all pass away
'ere I forget all the joy
that is mine today

I can't be contented
with yesterday's glory
I can't live on promises
winter to spring
Today is my moment
now is my story
I'll laugh and I'll cry
and I'll sing
Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrow
shall all pass away
'ere I forget all the joy
that is mine today
- 연주중 -
Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrow
shall all pass away
'ere I forget all the joy
that is mine today

Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrow
shall all pass away
'ere I forget all the joy
that is mine today
- 연주중 -
I'll be a dandy
and I'll be a rover
you'll know who I am
by the songs that I sing
I'll feast at your table
I'll sleep in your clover
who cares what tomorrow
shall bring
Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrow
shall all pass away
'ere I forget all the joy
that is mine today

I can't be contented
with yesterday's glory
I can't live on promises
winter to spring
Today is my moment
now is my story
I'll laugh and I'll cry
and I'll sing
Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrow
shall all pass away
'ere I forget all the joy
that is mine today
- 연주중 -
Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrow
shall all pass away
'ere I forget all the joy
that is mine today

Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows
shall all pass away
Ere I forget all the joy
that is mine Today

I'll be a dandy
and I'll be a rover
You'll know who I am
by the songs that I sing
I'll feast at your table
I'll sleep in your clover
Who cares what the morrow
shall bring Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows
shall all pass away
'Ere I forget all the joy
that is mine Today
I can't be contented
with yesterday's glory
I can't live on promises
winter to spring
Today is my moment now is my story
I'll laugh and I'll cry and
I'll sing Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows
shall all pass away
Ere I forget all the joy
that is mine Today

Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries
I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows
shall all pass away
'Ere I forget all the joy
that is mine Today

This song appears on five albums, and was first released on the I Want To Live Album, and has also been recorded on the Earth Songs, Country Classics, The Very Best of John Denver (Single CD) and The John Denver Collection - Rocky Mountain High Albums.


There are times I fear I lose myself
I don't know who I am
I get caught up in the struggle and the strain
With my back against a stonewall
My finger in the dam
Losin' strength and goin' down again

And I take a look around me
My eyes can't find the sun
There's nothing wild as far as I can see
Then my heart turns to Alaska
And freedom on the run
I can hear her spirit callin' me

To the mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, I'll find peace there
To the wild country, where I belong

Oh, I know some times I worry
On worldly ways and means
And I can see the future killing me
On a misbegotten highway
Of prophecies and dreams
A road to nowhere and eternity

And I know it's just changes
Yes, and mankind marchin' on
I know we can't live in yesterday
But compared to what we're losin'
And what it means to me
I'd give my life and throw the rest away

To the mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, I'll find peace there
To the wild country, where I belong
To the wild country, where I belong

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on five albums, and was first released on the I Want To Live Album, and has also been recorded on the Earth Songs, Country Classics, The Very Best of John Denver (Single CD) and The John Denver Collection - Rocky Mountain High Albums.


There are times I fear I lose myself
I don't know who I am
I get caught up in the struggle and the strain
With my back against a stonewall
My finger in the dam
Losin' strength and goin' down again

And I take a look around me
My eyes can't find the sun
There's nothing wild as far as I can see
Then my heart turns to Alaska
And freedom on the run
I can hear her spirit callin' me

To the mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, I'll find peace there
To the wild country, where I belong

Oh, I know some times I worry
On worldly ways and means
And I can see the future killing me
On a misbegotten highway
Of prophecies and dreams
A road to nowhere and eternity

And I know it's just changes
Yes, and mankind marchin' on
I know we can't live in yesterday
But compared to what we're losin'
And what it means to me
I'd give my life and throw the rest away

To the mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, I'll find peace there
To the wild country, where I belong
To the wild country, where I belong

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on five albums, and was first released on the I Want To Live Album, and has also been recorded on the Earth Songs, Country Classics, The Very Best of John Denver (Single CD) and The John Denver Collection - Rocky Mountain High Albums.


There are times I fear I lose myself
I don't know who I am
I get caught up in the struggle and the strain
With my back against a stonewall
My finger in the dam
Losin' strength and goin' down again

And I take a look around me
My eyes can't find the sun
There's nothing wild as far as I can see
Then my heart turns to Alaska
And freedom on the run
I can hear her spirit callin' me

To the mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, I'll find peace there
To the wild country, where I belong

Oh, I know some times I worry
On worldly ways and means
And I can see the future killing me
On a misbegotten highway
Of prophecies and dreams
A road to nowhere and eternity

And I know it's just changes
Yes, and mankind marchin' on
I know we can't live in yesterday
But compared to what we're losin'
And what it means to me
I'd give my life and throw the rest away

To the mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, I'll find peace there
To the wild country, where I belong
To the wild country, where I belong

Words and music by John Denver

Down, down, down deeper into love
All around, I can feel your love
All my life I've been dreaming
Night into morning
Till you opened my eyes

Love, love, love such a mystery
Golden light shining down on me
Soft and warm as the warming
But I never saw it
Till you opened my eyes

Floating in circles, I'm flying
It feels so good that I'm crying

Down, down, down deep inside of me
Love sweet love's all that I can see
Golden light keeps on shining
Shining forever, since you opened my eyes

Words and Music by Alan Rush, Randy Cullers and Dennis Linde

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the It's About Time Album. It has also been released on the Country Classics album.


It's been almost a year since that beautiful weekend
It was more than a lifetime ago
How it happens to mind after all of this time
And brings tears to my eyes I don't know

It's the thought of you
And the way that it hurts to be so much in love
The thought of you
Brings it all my way

I know that it's late, I'm sorry I called
I'm surprised to have found you at home
It's just once in awhile I remember your number
I was hoping that you'd be alone

For I thought of you
And the way you can turn it around with a smile
The thought of you
Brings it all my way

I know that it's over, but I can't discover a way to erase how I feel
I remember the nights and the passionate fights and I know that I love you and I always will

And I want you to know that I'm always here for you
Any day, any night, any time
It happened before, it could happen once more
There's a chance that you might change your mind

For I thought of you
And the way that it feels to be safe in your arms
The thought of you
Brings it all my way

I know that it's over, but I can't discover a way to erase how I feel
I remember the nights and the passionate fights
And I know that I love you and I always will
It's been almost a year since that beautiful weekend
It was more than a lifetime ago

Words and music by John Denver

This old guitar taught me to sing a lovesong,
showed me how to laugh and how to cry,
introduced me to some friends of mine,
and brightened up some days,
it helped me make it through some lonely nights,
oh, what a friend to have on a cold lonely night.

This old guitar gave me my lovely lady,
it opened up her eyes and ears to me,
it brought us close together,
I guess it broke her heart,
but it opened up the space for us to be,
what a lovely place, a lovely space to be.

This old guitar gave me my life my living,
and all the things I know I love to do,
to serenade the stars that shine
from a sunny mountain side,
most of all to sing my songs for you,
ooh, I love to sing my songs for you,
yes I do,Lord, I love to sing my songs for you.

This old guitar taught me to sing a lovesong,
showed me how to laugh and how to cry,
introduced me to some friends of mine,
and brightened up some days,
it helped me make it through some lonely nights,
oh, what a friend to have on a cold lonely night.

This old guitar gave me my lovely lady,
it opened up her eyes and ears to me,
it brought us close together,
I guess it broke her heart,
but it opened up the space for us to be,
what a lovely place, a lovely space to be.

This old guitar gave me my life my living,
and all the things I know I love to do,
to serenade the stars that shine
from a sunny mountain side,
most of all to sing my songs for you,
ooh, I love to sing my songs for you,
yes I do,Lord, I love to sing my songs for you.

This old guitar taught me to sing a lovesong,
showed me how to laugh and how to cry,
introduced me to some friends of mine,
and brightened up some days,
it helped me make it through some lonely nights,
oh, what a friend to have on a cold lonely night.

This old guitar gave me my lovely lady,
it opened up her eyes and ears to me,
it brought us close together,
I guess it broke her heart,
but it opened up the space for us to be,
what a lovely place, a lovely space to be.

This old guitar gave me my life my living,
and all the things I know I love to do,
to serenade the stars that shine
from a sunny mountain side,
most of all to sing my songs for you,
ooh, I love to sing my songs for you,
yes I do,Lord, I love to sing my songs for you.

This old guitar taught me to sing a lovesong,
showed me how to laugh and how to cry,
introduced me to some friends of mine,
and brightened up some days,
it helped me make it through some lonely nights,
oh, what a friend to have on a cold lonely night.

This old guitar gave me my lovely lady,
it opened up her eyes and ears to me,
it brought us close together,
I guess it broke her heart,
but it opened up the space for us to be,
what a lovely place, a lovely space to be.

This old guitar gave me my life my living,
and all the things I know I love to do,
to serenade the stars that shine
from a sunny mountain side,
most of all to sing my songs for you,
ooh, I love to sing my songs for you,
yes I do,Lord, I love to sing my songs for you.

Thirsty Boots


This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the I Want To Live
album, and has also been released on The Rocky Mountain Collection and The
Country Roads Collection albums.



You've long been on the open road
You've been sleepin' in the rain
From dirty words and muddy cells
You're clothes are soiled and stained
But the dirty words, the mud of cells
Will soon be judged insane
So only stop and rest yourself
And you'll be off again

Oh take off your thirsty boots
And stay for awhile
Your feet are hard and weary
From a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evening
And the morning in your eyes

Then tell me of the ones you saw
As far as you could see
Across the plains from field to town
Marchin' to be free
And of the rusted prison gates
That tumbled by degree
Like laughing children one by one
They look like you and me

So take off your thirsty boots
And stay for awhile
Your feet are hard and weary
From a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh
And maybe I can try
Just lookin' for the evening
And the morning in your eyes

I know you are no stranger now
A crooked rainbow trail
From dancing cliffheads shattered sills
To slander shackled jails
Where the voices drift up from below
Its walls are being scaled
Yes, all of this, and more my friend
Your song SHALL not be failed

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Spirit album. It also appears on the Country Classics album.


There are many ways of being in this circle we call life
A wise man seeks an answer, burns his candle through the night
Is a jewel just a pebble that found a way to shine
Is a hero's blood more righteous than a hobo's sip of wine

Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away
Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun

I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow
I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind
I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower
I awoke with this: a flower in my hand

I know that love is seeing all the infinite in one
In the brotherhood of creatures; who the father, who the son
The vision of your goodness will sustain me through the cold
Take my hand now to remember when you find yourself alone

And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
It's the fire and the wings that fly us home
Fly us home, fly us home

Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver

This song was first released on the it's about time album. it is the only album this song appears on. it only appears on the cd version of this album.

I love the ocean on a peaceful morning
I love the freedom of a single man
I love the woman who just drives me crazy
I just can't help it that's the way I am

I don't like war
I don't like politicians
Don't like the one who has an angry hand
I don't like guns
I don't like nuclear missiles
Don't like the one who doesn't give a damn

It's all right, it's all right
We can make love, we can fight
It's all right, it's all right
We can make love, we can fight
We can make love



I love the lord
I love the little people
I love the one who is a gentle man
I love the rivers in the rocky mountains
I just can't help it that's the way I am

I've been to boston and I've been to china
I've been around the world and back again
I've got a hunger that just keeps me running
I just can't help it that's the way I am

It's all right, it's all right
We can make love, we can fight
It's all right, it's all right
We can make love, we can fight
We can make love

Words and music by john denver

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Whose Garden Was
This? album, and has also been released on the Changes album.


Virgil Caine is the name, I served on the Danville Train
So much cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
In the summer of sixty-five we were hungry just barely alive
By May the tenth Richmond had fell it's a time I remember so well

The night they drove old Dixie down and the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down and the people were singin'
They went la na na na na na la na na na na na na na

Back home in Tennessee my wife called out for me
Say Virgil come quick and see there goes Robert E Lee
I don't mind choppin' wood and I don't care if da money ain't good
You take what you need and save the rest but they should never have taken the
very best

The night they drove old Dixie down and the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down and the people were singin'
They went la na na na na na la na na na na na na na

Like my father before me he was a workin' man
Like my brother above me he took a rebel's stand
He was just eighteen proud and brave when a Yankee laid him in his grave
I swear by the blood beneath my feet you can't raise a Caine back up when he's
in defeat

The night they drove old Dixie down and the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down and the people were singin'
They went la na na na na na la na na na na na na na

The night they drove old Dixie down and the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down and the people were singin'
They went la na na na na na la na na na na na na na..................

Words and music by R Robertson

Music makes pictures
and often tells stories
all of it magic
all of it true
all of the pictures
all of the stories
all of the magic
The music is you

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Back Home Again Album, and has also been released as a live version on the An Evening With John Denver Album.


Music makes pictures and often tells stories
All of it magic and all of it true
And all of the pictures and all of the stories
All of the magic, the music is you

Music makes pictures and often tells stories
All of it magic and all of it true
And all of the pictures and all of the stories
And all of the magic, the music is you

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Autograph album, and has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album.


I came here from the city
A thousand miles away
I came just for a little while
You know I never meant to stay
I meant to take my pleasure
Have a good time and be gone
But I fell in love with a lady
Now I sing a mountain song

I listened to the music
Of the night wind in the pines
I saw the quiet slendour
Of a field of columbine
I skied on crystal pathways
To a mountain peak so tall
And I walked the mighty summits
With the one who made it all

And I fell in love with a lady
'Cause I've seen her at her best
And I've walked her wild and rugged paths
Through her open wilderness
And now I never can betray her
Steal her riches and be gone
'Cause when you love a mountain lady
You're gonna sing a mountain song

Now people come from everywhere
To see what they can find
And some take lots of pictures
And some just take their time
But they're some who take her beauty
That can't be bought or sold
And they think of only money
While destroying wealth untold

But you fall in love with a lady
When you've slept upon her breast
And I've walked her wild and rugged paths
To her open wilderness
And you never can betray her
Steal her riches and be gone
'Cause when you love a mountain lady
You're gonna sing a mountain song

Words and Music by Tracey Wickland

When I was just a wee little boy, full of health and joy.
One Christmas morning I received The Marvellous Little Toy.
A wonder to behold it was with many colours bright
And the moment I laid eyes on it, it became my heart's delight.

It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped whirrrrr when it stood
still
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

The first time that I picked it up I had a big surprise.
For right on it's bottom were two big buttons that looked like big green eyes.
I first pushed one and then the other, then I twisted its lid.
And when I set it down again, this is what it did.

It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped whirrrrr when it stood still
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

It first marched left and then marched right, then marched under a chair
and when I looked where it had gone it wasn't even there.
I started to cry but my Daddy laughed 'cause he knew that I would find.
when i turned around my marvellous toy would be chugging from behind.

It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped and whirrrrr when it stood
still
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

The years have gone by too quickly it seems, I have my own little boy.
And yesterday I gave to him my marvellous little toy
His eyes nearly popped right out of his head and he gave a squeal of glee...
Neither one of us knows just what it is but he loves it just like me.

It still goes zip when it moves and bop when it stops, whirrrrr when it
stands still
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Dreamland Express Album. It was also released as a live version on The Wildlife Concert Album .


Aspen, Colorado on a Saturday night
Jesse wishes she was at home
Upset because her baby just ain't treatin' her right
So afraid of being alone
Said she heard some stories he's been runnin' around
Said somehow she knows it's all true
She says a breaking heart can make a terrible sound
She said she don't know what to do

Think about a bad time, can't get much worse
Think about a hard time, take it to the wall
This won't be the last time, sure ain't the first
The bigger they are, the harder they fall

You might say she's caught between a rock and a hard place
You might say she just can't win
Some just can't recover from a slap in the face
Some just get right up and start all over again

Think about a bad time, can't get much worse
Think about a hard time, take it to the wall
This won't be the last time, sure ain't the first
The bigger they are, the harder they fall

Think about a bad time, can't get much worse
Think about a hard time, take it to the wall
This won't be the last time, sure ain't the first
The bigger they are, the harder they fall

Aspen, Colorado on a Saturday night
Jesse wishes she was at home
She's mad because her baby just ain't treatin' her right
So afraid of being alone
So afraid of being alone
Nobody wants to be all alone
She don't want to be all alone
So afraid of being alone
We don't want to be all alone

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on four albums, and was first released on The Flower That Shattered The Stone Album, and has also been released on the Stonehaven Sunrise, The Gift You Are and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.


Imagine a month of Sundays
Each one a cloudy day
Imagine the moment the sun came shining through
Imagine that ray of sunshine as you

Remember your darkest hour
With dawn still far away
Remember the way that you longed for morning's light
And think of yourself as a candle in the night

Make believe this is the first day
Everything all brand new
Make believe that the sun is your own lucky star
And then understand the kind of gift you are

The gift you are
like the very first breath of spring
The gift you are
all the joy that love can bring
The gift you are
all of our dreams come true
The gift you are
the gift of you

You are the promise of all the ages
You are the Prodigal Son
You are the vision of prophets and sages
You are the only one

Dream of a bright tomorrow
Know that your dream will come true
Carry your dream in a sparkling crystal jar
Then you will know the kind of gift you are

The gift you are
like the very first breath of spring
The gift you are
all the joy that love can bring
The gift you are
all of our dreams come true
The gift you are
the gift of you

The gift you are
like the very first breath of springtime
The gift you are
all the joy that love can bring
The gift you are
all of our dreams come true - yes they do
The gift you are
the gift of you
The gift you are
the gift of you

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on four albums, and was first released on The Flower That Shattered The Stone Album, and has also been released on the Stonehaven Sunrise, The Gift You Are and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.


Imagine a month of Sundays
Each one a cloudy day
Imagine the moment the sun came shining through
Imagine that ray of sunshine as you

Remember your darkest hour
With dawn still far away
Remember the way that you longed for morning's light
And think of yourself as a candle in the night

Make believe this is the first day
Everything all brand new
Make believe that the sun is your own lucky star
And then understand the kind of gift you are

The gift you are
like the very first breath of spring
The gift you are
all the joy that love can bring
The gift you are
all of our dreams come true
The gift you are
the gift of you

You are the promise of all the ages
You are the Prodigal Son
You are the vision of prophets and sages
You are the only one

Dream of a bright tomorrow
Know that your dream will come true
Carry your dream in a sparkling crystal jar
Then you will know the kind of gift you are

The gift you are
like the very first breath of spring
The gift you are
all the joy that love can bring
The gift you are
all of our dreams come true
The gift you are
the gift of you

The gift you are
like the very first breath of springtime
The gift you are
all the joy that love can bring
The gift you are
all of our dreams come true - yes they do
The gift you are
the gift of you
The gift you are
the gift of you

Words and music by John Denver

This song was first released on the Whose Garden Was This? Album. It is the only album it has been released on.


Time, there was a time
You could talk to me without speaking
You would look at me and I'd know
All there was to know

Days, I think of you
And remember the lies we told
In the night, the love we knew
The things we shared when our hearts were beating together

Days, that were so few
Full of love and you
Gone, the days are gone now
Days, that seem so wrong now

Life, won't be the same
Without you to hold again in my arms
To ease the pain and remember
When our love was a reason for living

Days, that were so few
Full of love and you
The game is over

Words and music by John Denver, Bourtayne and Bouchety

This song was first released on the Whose Garden Was This? Album. It is the only album it has been released on.


Time, there was a time
You could talk to me without speaking
You would look at me and I'd know
All there was to know

Days, I think of you
And remember the lies we told
In the night, the love we knew
The things we shared when our hearts were beating together

Days, that were so few
Full of love and you
Gone, the days are gone now
Days, that seem so wrong now

Life, won't be the same
Without you to hold again in my arms
To ease the pain and remember
When our love was a reason for living

Days, that were so few
Full of love and you
The game is over

Words and music by John Denver, Bourtayne and Bouchety

The Earth is our mother just turning around
With her trees in the forest and roots underground
Our father above us who's sigh is the wind
Paint us a rainbow without any end

As the river runs freely the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children of pure love still roams
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone

Sparrows find freedom beholding the sun
In the infinite beauty we're all joined in one
I reach out before me and look to the sky
Then I hear someone whisper it's something pass by

As the river runs freely the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children of pure love still roams
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone

The Earth is our mother just turning around
With her trees in the forest and roots underground
Our father above us who's sigh is the wind
Paint us a rainbow without any end

As the river runs freely the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children of pure love still roams
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone

Sparrows find freedom beholding the sun
In the infinite beauty we're all joined in one
I reach out before me and look to the sky
Then I hear someone whisper it's something pass by

As the river runs freely the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children of pure love still roams
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone

The Earth is our mother just turning around
With her trees in the forest and roots underground
Our father above us who's sigh is the wind
Paint us a rainbow without any end

As the river runs freely the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children of pure love still roams
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone

Sparrows find freedom beholding the sun
In the infinite beauty we're all joined in one
I reach out before me and look to the sky
Then I hear someone whisper it's something pass by

As the river runs freely the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children of pure love still roams
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone

The Earth is our mother just turning around
With her trees in the forest and roots underground
Our father above us who's sigh is the wind
Paint us a rainbow without any end

As the river runs freely the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children of pure love still roams
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone

Sparrows find freedom beholding the sun
In the infinite beauty we're all joined in one
I reach out before me and look to the sky
Then I hear someone whisper it's something pass by

As the river runs freely the mountain does rise
Let me touch with my fingers and see with my eyes
In the hearts of the children of pure love still roams
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone
Like a bright star in heaven that lights our way home
Like the flower that shattered the stone