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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
You're my woman
And you're my woman You bore my child, Lord You bore my child, Lord I want to thank you I want to thank you And no one else will do And no one else will do And no one else will do Baby, you, you are my sunshine I am your guiding light To like a ship out in the night Returning for a light I love you I really love you My heart is for you My heart is for you I long to feel you I long to feel you And every time I do And every time I do And every time I do Baby, it's you, you are my sunshine I am your guiding light Just like a ship out in the night Returning for a light, oh yeah And it's really real The way I feel It's really real Lord have mercy Look into my eyes Look into my eyes And you realize And you realize Is really, really, really real In Kingston town now In Kingston town now Walked up and down now Looked at the ground now You went in labor You went in labor And all our friends came through And all our friends came through And all out friends came through Baby, it's you, you are my sunshine I am your guiding light Just like a ship out in the night Returning for a light, oo-we And it's really real The way I feel It's really real Look into my eyes Look into my eyes And you realize And you realize It's really, really, really real, oh yeah And you're my woman And you're my woman And you're my woman And you're my woman |
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| from Linda Gail Lewis, Van Morrison - You Win Again (2000) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Into The Music (1979)
Some people spend their time just runnin' round in circles
Always chasing some exotic bird I prefer to spend some time just listening for that special something That I've never ever heard I like a new song to sing, another show or somewhere entirely different to be But baby you make me feel so free And so I yearn for mistress calling me That's the muse, that's the muse But we only burn up with that passion When there's absolutely nothing left to lose I make it to spring and there's no bed of roses Just more hard work and bad company But baby you make me feel so free I heard them say that you can have your cake and eat it But all I wanted was one free lunch How can I eat it when the man that's next to me, he grabbed it Lord, he beat me to the punch How can I even talk about freedom When you know it's sweet mystery But baby I want to say that you make me feel so free I'm gonna lay my cards just right down on the table And spin the wheel and roll the dice And whatever way it comes out And whatever way it turns out Well you know that's the price Well I'll order again there's no need to explain I just need somewhere to dump all my negativity But baby you make me feel so free What ya say what you say What you say what you say what you say Say it say it say it say it again You make me feel so free. So doggone free |
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| from No Prima Donna : The Songs Of Van Morrison [tribute] (1994) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - A Night In San Francisco [live] (1994)
Some people spend their time just runnin' round in circles
Always chasing some exotic bird I prefer to spend some time just listening for that special something That I've never ever heard I like a new song to sing, another show or somewhere entirely different to be But baby you make me feel so free And so I yearn for mistress calling me That's the muse, that's the muse But we only burn up with that passion When there's absolutely nothing left to lose I make it to spring and there's no bed of roses Just more hard work and bad company But baby you make me feel so free I heard them say that you can have your cake and eat it But all I wanted was one free lunch How can I eat it when the man that's next to me, he grabbed it Lord, he beat me to the punch How can I even talk about freedom When you know it's sweet mystery But baby I want to say that you make me feel so free I'm gonna lay my cards just right down on the table And spin the wheel and roll the dice And whatever way it comes out And whatever way it turns out Well you know that's the price Well I'll order again there's no need to explain I just need somewhere to dump all my negativity But baby you make me feel so free What ya say what you say What you say what you say what you say Say it say it say it say it again You make me feel so free. So doggone free |
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from Van Morrison - Into The Music (1979)
You know what they're writing about
Baby you know what they're writing about It's a thing called love down through the ages Makes you want to cry sometimes Makes you feel like you want to lay down and die sometimes Makes you high sometimes But when you really get in it lifts you right up Ain't it a wonderful game Ain't it a marvelous game And when there's no more words to say about love I go Meet me down, meet me down, Meet me down by the river Meet me down by the water Meet me down by the water Meet me down by the pylons Meet me down by the pylons Meet me down by the pylons Meet me down by the pylons Meet me, meet me, I want you to meet me, are you there And know, know, know, know I want you to meet me, are you there I want you to meet me, are you there And know, know, know, know, know I want you to meet me |
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from Van Morrison - A Period Of Transition (1977)
Well let them take you for a clown
And they're bound to bring you down You got to make it through the world if you can Think they're doing you wrong But you got here on your own You got to make it through the world if you can I said if you can, if you can You got to make it through the world if you can I said if you can (oooh), if you can (lord) You got to make it through the world if you can Well you know what it's all about Nobody know you when you're down and out You got to make it through the world if you can Well talk about wrong and right You've got to make up your own mind You got to make it through the world if you can I said if you can (if you can) ooh, if you can (if you can) You got to make it through the world if you can (if you can) I said if you can (if you can) well if you can (if you can) You got to make it through the world if you can (if you can) Yeah let them take you for a clown It will surely put you down You got to make it through the world if you can (if you can) Everybody talk about wrong and right You got to make up your own mind about it You got to make it through the world if you can (if you can) Ooh! if you can (if you can) yeah! if you can (if you can) You got to make it through the world if you can (if you can) Yeah! if you can (if you can) if you can (if you can) You got to make it through the world if you can (if you can) Yeah I said if you can (if you can) lord if you can (if you can) You got to make it through the world if you can (if you can) I said you got to make through the world if you can (if you can) I said you got to make through the world if you can (if you can) I said you got to make through the world if you can (if you can) You got to make it through the world if you can (if you can) Make it through the world Make it through the world (if you can) Make it through the world Make it through the world (if you can) Make it through the world Make it through the world (if you can) |
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| from Van Morrison - Days Like This (1995) | |||||
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| from Van Morrison - Days Like This (1995) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
(Da da da....) When you were a child, you were a tomboy Gimme soul satisfaction Way back in shady lane Do you remember darlin'? And it's the woman in you, and it's the woman in you Gimme soul satisfaction And it takes the child in you to know The woman an' you are one We're goin' out in the country to get down to the real soul, I mean the real soul, people, We're goin' out in the country, get down to the real soul We're gettin' out to the west coast Shining our light into the days of bloomin' wonder Goin' as much with the river as not, as not, yeah, yeah An' I'm goin' as much with the river as not Yeah, yeah, right, yeah Blake and the Eternals oh standin' with the Sisters of Mercy Looking for the Veedon Fleece, yeah William Blake and the Eternals oh standin' with the Sisters of Mercy Looking for the Veedon Fleece, yeah You don't pull no punches, but you don't push the river You don't pull no punches, and you don't push the river You don't pull no punches, and you don't push the river, no, no Goin' as much with the river as not |
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| from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
Wild Night
As you brush your shoes Stand before the mirror And you comb your hair Grab your coat and hat And you walk, wet streets Tryin' to remember All the wild night breezes In your mem'ry ever And ev'rything looks so complete When you're walkin' out on the street And the wind catches your feet Sends you flyin', cryin' Ooo-woo-wee! Wild night is calling, alright Oooo-ooo-wee! Wild night is calling And all the girls walk by Dressed up for each other And the boys do the boogie-woogie On the corner of the street And the people, passin' by Stare in wild wonder And the inside juke-box Roars out just like thunder And ev'rything looks so complete When you walk out on the street And the wind catches your feet And sends you flyin', cryin' Woo-woo-wee! Wild night is calling Alright Ooo-ooo-wee! Wild night is calling, alright The wild night is calling The wild night is calling Come on out and dance Whoa, come on out and make romance Yes, indeed Come on out and dance Come on out, make romance (Instrumental & horn solo) The wild night is calling, alright The wild night is calling Come on out an dance Yeah, come on out 'n make romance Come on out and dance, alright Come on out, n' make romance. |
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from Van Morrison - Common One (1980)
Open your arms in the early mornin'
When the light comes shinin' through Can't you hear my heart beat just for you? It's beating so wild, honey. And light comes shinin' Singin' my song And the band is playin' And the music is tried and true Can't you hear my heart beat just for you? It's beating so wild, honey. And light comes shinin' I'll be waiting for you I'll be waiting here for me Way up on the mountain Where the hillside rolls down to the sea Tell me what's real? What I feel inside Any time of day or night will do It's alright Can't you hear my heart beat just for you? It's beating so wild, honey. And your light comes shining through. Tell me what's real What I feel inside Any time of day or night will do It's alright. Can't you hear my heart beat just for you? It's beating so wild, honey. And the light comes shining through And the light comes shining through It's beating so wild And the light comes shining through And the light comes shining through. |
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| from Van Morrison - Duets: Re-Working The Catalogue (2015) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
We were the War Children
Born 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eye Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let your inspiration flow Let it be around when we hear the sound When the spring time rivers flow when the rivers flow Rod Steiger and Marlon Brando Standing with their heads bowed on the side Crying like a baby thinking about the time James Dean took that fatal ride, took that ride Tennessee Tennessee Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let your inspiration go Will you be around to hear the sound When the spring time rivers flow, rivers flow And Steiger and Marlon Brando Standing with their heads bowed on the side Crying like a baby thinking about the time James Dean took that fatal ride, took that ride And we were the Wild Children Back in 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eyes, in their eyes |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
We were the War Children
Born 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eye Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let your inspiration flow Let it be around when we hear the sound When the spring time rivers flow when the rivers flow Rod Steiger and Marlon Brando Standing with their heads bowed on the side Crying like a baby thinking about the time James Dean took that fatal ride, took that ride Tennessee Tennessee Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let your inspiration go Will you be around to hear the sound When the spring time rivers flow, rivers flow And Steiger and Marlon Brando Standing with their heads bowed on the side Crying like a baby thinking about the time James Dean took that fatal ride, took that ride And we were the Wild Children Back in 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eyes, in their eyes |
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| from Linda Gail Lewis, Van Morrison - You Win Again (2000) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
Oh ain't it lonely When you're livin' with a gun Well you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round And you can't trust anyone You just sit there like a butterfly And you're all encased in glass You're so fragile you just may break And you don't know who to ask Oh ain't it lonely When you're livin' with a gun Well you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round And you can't trust anyone |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Who Drove the Red Sports Car Who drove the red sports car from the mansion And laid upon the grass in summer time ? And who done me out high time fashion And made me read between the lines ? And who said, "Follow the man, it's your only chance, Sit on your throne, you got to make it on your own, on your own"? And who said, "Ha, ha, look at you, look at you, You got jam on your face." And who did your homework and read your Bible And signed your name every place ? And who said, "Fortunes untold don't go by gold, You're much better known, you got to make it on your own, On your own." Ah, ah, huh uh. And do you remember, do you remember this time, I said a long time ago when I came walkin' down, I came walkin' down, ha, by Maggie's place, ha ha ha, It started comin' on rain, huh, it started comin' on rain, 'Cause I had nothing on but a shirt and a pair of pants And I was getting wet, I was getting wet, saturated, saturated there, And Maggie opened up the window and Jane swung out her right arm, She said, "Hi!" I said. "Hi, how're you doing, baby ?" She said, "Come on in out the rain, come on in out the rain, Lord, come on in out the rain, sit down by the fireside, And dry yourself." Achoo, do it, do it, ha ha ha, I got caught, I got caught in a, in a bag, in the bag, oh Lord, I said, "I don't mind if I do, I don't mind if I do." Ha, aah... |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Who Drove the Red Sports Car Who drove the red sports car from the mansion And laid upon the grass in summer time ? And who done me out high time fashion And made me read between the lines ? And who said, "Follow the man, it's your only chance, Sit on your throne, you got to make it on your own, on your own"? And who said, "Ha, ha, look at you, look at you, You got jam on your face." And who did your homework and read your Bible And signed your name every place ? And who said, "Fortunes untold don't go by gold, You're much better known, you got to make it on your own, On your own." Ah, ah, huh uh. And do you remember, do you remember this time, I said a long time ago when I came walkin' down, I came walkin' down, ha, by Maggie's place, ha ha ha, It started comin' on rain, huh, it started comin' on rain, 'Cause I had nothing on but a shirt and a pair of pants And I was getting wet, I was getting wet, saturated, saturated there, And Maggie opened up the window and Jane swung out her right arm, She said, "Hi!" I said. "Hi, how're you doing, baby ?" She said, "Come on in out the rain, come on in out the rain, Lord, come on in out the rain, sit down by the fireside, And dry yourself." Achoo, do it, do it, ha ha ha, I got caught, I got caught in a, in a bag, in the bag, oh Lord, I said, "I don't mind if I do, I don't mind if I do." Ha, aah... |
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from Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl (2002)
Who Drove the Red Sports Car
Who drove the red sports car from the mansion And laid upon the grass in summer time ? And who done me out high time fashion And made me read between the lines ? And who said, "Follow the man, it's your only chance, Sit on your throne, you got to make it on your own, on your own"? And who said, "Ha, ha, look at you, look at you, You got jam on your face." And who did your homework and read your Bible And signed your name every place ? And who said, "Fortunes untold don't go by gold, You're much better known, you got to make it on your own, On your own." Ah, ah, huh uh. And do you remember, do you remember this time, I said a long time ago when I came walkin' down, I came walkin' down, ha, by Maggie's place, ha ha ha, It started comin' on rain, huh, it started comin' on rain, 'Cause I had nothing on but a shirt and a pair of pants And I was getting wet, I was getting wet, saturated, saturated there, And Maggie opened up the window and Jane swung out her right arm, She said, "Hi!" I said. "Hi, how're you doing, baby ?" She said, "Come on in out the rain, come on in out the rain, Lord, come on in out the rain, sit down by the fireside, And dry yourself." Achoo, do it, do it, ha ha ha, I got caught, I got caught in a, in a bag, in the bag, oh Lord, I said, "I don't mind if I do, I don't mind if I do." Ha, aah... |
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| from Van Morrison - How Long Has This Been Going On (1996) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - What's Wrong With This Picture? (2003)
Drop that coin right into the slot
Get it whether you’re ready or not Let the whinin boy moan Let the whinin boy moan Let the whinin boy moan If you don’t know how to do it yourself Well they call him Mr. Jellyroll It’s just the way he rolls his dough Let the whinin boy moan Let the whinin boy moan Let the whinin boy moan If you don’t know how to do it yourself Well let the whinin boy moan If you don’t know how to do it yourself Let the whinin boy moan If you don’t know how to do it yourself ‘Cos he can do it better, better than anyone else Whine, whine, whine, whine All the winos down on Market Street Roll on over to old North Beach Let the whinin boy moan Let the whinin boy moan Let the whinin boy moan If you don’t know how to do it yourself Well he gonna sing and play for you Exactly what he’s s’pposed to do Let the whinin boy moan Let the whinin boy moan Let the whinin boy moan If you don’t know how to do it yourself Whine, whine, whine Let the whinin boy moan If you don’t know how to do it yourself Let the whinin boy moan If you don’t know how to do it yourself ‘Cos he can do it better, better than anyone else |
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| from Van Morrison - Avalon Sunset (1989) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Avalon Sunset (1989)
Whenever God Shines His Light
Whenever God shines his light on me Opens up my eyes so I can see When I look up in the darkest night I know everything's going to be alright In deep confusion, in great despair When I reach out for him he is there When I am lonely as I can be I know that God shines his light on me Reach out for him, he'll be there With him your troubles you can share If you live the life you love You get the blessing from above He heals the sick and heals the lame Says you can do it too in Jesus name He'll lift you up and turn you around And put your feet back on higher ground Reach out for him, he'll be there With him your troubles you can share You can use his higher power In every day and any hour He heals the sick and heals the lame Says you can do it too in Jesus name He'll lift you up and turn you around And put your feet back on higher ground. |
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| from Van Morrison - Once In A Blue Moon [single] (2003) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Avalon Sunset (1989)
The sun was setting over Avalon
The last time we stood in the west Suffering long time angels enraptured by Blake Burn out the dross innocence captured again Standing on the beach at sunset all the boats All the boats keep moving slow In the glory of the flashing light in the evenings glow When will I ever learn to live in God? When will I ever learn? He gives me everything I need and more When will I ever learn? You brought it to my attention everything that was made in God Down through centuries of great writings and paintings Everything lives in God Seen through architecture of great cathedrals Down through the history of time Is and was in the beginning and evermore shall be When will I ever learn to live in God? When will I ever learn? He gives me everything I need and more When will I ever learn? Whatever it takes to fulfill his mission That is the way we must go But you've got to do it your own way Tear down the old, bring up the new And up on the hillside its quiet Where the shepherd is tending his sheep And over the mountains and the valleys The countryside is so green Standing on the highest hill with a sense of wonder You can see everything is made in God Head back down the roadside and give thanks for it all When will I ever learn to live in God? When will I ever learn? He gives me everything I need and more When will I ever learn? |
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| from Van Morrison - Avalon Sunset (1989) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Back On Top (1999)
I saw you standing with the wind and the rain in your face
And you were thinking 'bout the wisdom of the leaves and their grace When the leaves come falling down In September when the leaves, come falling down And at night the moon is shining on a clear, cloudless sky And when the evening shadows fall I'll be there by your side When the leaves come falling down In September when the leaves, come falling down Follow me down, follow me down, follow me down To the place beside the garden and the wall Follow me down, follow me down To the space before the twilight and the dawn Oh, the last time I saw Paris in the streets, in the rain And as I walk along the boulevards with you, once again And the leaves come falling down In September, when the leaves come falling down Follow me down, follow me down, follow me down To the place between the garden and the wall Follow me down, follow me down To the space between the twilight and the dawn And as I'm looking at the colour of the leaves, in your hand As we're listening to Chet Baker on the beach, in the sand When the leaves come falling down, Woe in September, when the leaves come falling down Oh when the leaves come falling down Yeah in September when the leaves come falling down When the leaves come falling down In September, when the leaves come falling down When the leaves come falling down in September, in the rain When the leaves come falling down When the leaves come falting down in September, in the rain When the leaves come falling down |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
I want you, be around
When that evening sun goes down I want you, be around Keep my both feet on the ground When that evening sun goes down I want you, understand, little girl, take me by my hand I want you, understand, I wanna be your loving man When that evening sun goes down If it's nice, we'll go for a walk, a stroll in the clear moonlight Singing a song, won't take long Everything gonna be alright and I wanna hold you oh so near Keep you, darling from all fear I wanna hold you oh so near Nibble on your little ear When that evening sun goes down If it's nice, go for a walk, stroll in the clear moonlight Sing you a song, won't take long Everything gonna be alright and I wanna hold you oh so near Keep you, darling from all fear I wanna hold you oh so near Nibble on your little ear When that evening sun goes down When that evening sun goes down |
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| from Van Morrison - Common One (1980) | |||||
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| from Van Morrison - Duets: Re-Working The Catalogue (2015) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - What's Wrong With This Picture? (2003)
What’s wrong with this picture?
There’s something I’m not seeing here What’s wrong with this picture? Something that’s not exactly clear What’s wrong with this picture? Does it look like it’s just another sting? ‘Cos it don’t mean a thing If it ain’t got that swing and ring a ding ding What’s wrong with this picture? Doesn’t anybody see That’s who everyone thought That I used to be What’s wrong with this picture? It’s only hanging on a wall So you can go right back to sleep And just forget about it all, because I’m not that person anymore I’m living in the present time Baby, don’t you understand I’ve left all that jive behind You can’t believe what you read in the papers Or half the news that’s on TV Or the gossip of the neighbours Or anyone who doesn’t want you to be free I’m not that person anymore I’m always living in the present time Don’t you understand I left all that jive behind What’s wrong with this picture? It’s only hanging on the wall Why don’t we take it down and Just forget about it ‘cos that ain’t me at all |
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from Van Morrison - A Sense Of Wonder (1984)
If you leave me, if you grieve me
What would I do without you to see me through. If you hurt me, if you desert me What would I do, without you, to see me through. What would I do Tell me I wanna know Who would I see What would I know. Well I'm crazy about my baby What would I do without you, to see me through. What would I do Tell me I wanna know Who would I see Where would I go. Well I'm crazy about my baby What would I do without you, to see me through. |
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from Van Morrison - Pay The Devil (2006)
What am I living for, if not for you?
Tell me what am I living for, if not for you? What am I living for, if not for you? Oh, nobody else, nobody else will do What am I longing for each lonely night? To feel your lips to mine and hold you tight You'll be my only love my whole life through Baby, nobody else, nobody else will do I want you close to me, oh, that's all I know I want you all the time, darlin', I love you so What am I living for, if not for you? Oh, what am I living for, child, if not for you? I wanna know what am I livin' for if not for you? Oh, now, nobody else, nobody else will do I want you close to me, oh, that's all I know I want you all the time, darlin', I love you so Oh, what am I living for, if not for you? Oh, what am I living for, if not for you? What am I living for, if not for you? Oh, nobody else, nobody else will do Oh, no, no, nobody else, nobody else will do, child |
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from Van Morrison - Wavelength (1978)
This is a song about your wavelength
And my wavelength, baby You turn me on When you get me on your wavelength Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah With your wavelength Oh, with your wavelength With your wavelength With your wavelength Oh mama, oh mama, oh mama, oh mama oh mama, oh mama Wavelength Wavelength You never let me down no You never let me down no When I'm down you always comfort me When I'm lonely you see about me You are ev'ry where you're 'sposed to be And I can get your station When I need rejuvenation Wavelength Wavelength You never let me down no You never let me down no I heard the voice of America Callin' on my wavelength Tellin' me to tune in on my radio I heard the voice of America Callin' on my wavelength Singin' "Come back, baby Come back Come back, baby Come back" Do do do dou dit do do dou dit do do do do do Do do do dou dit do do dou dit do do do do do Won't you play that song again for me About my lover, my lover in the grass, yeah, alright You have told me 'bout my destiny Singin' "Come back, baby Come back Come back, baby Come back" On my wavelength Wavelength You never let me down no You never let me down no When you get me on When you get me on your wavelength When you get me Oh, yeah, Lord You get me on your wavelength You got yourself a boy When you get me on Get me on your wavelength Ya radio, ya radio, ya radio Ya radio, ya radio, ya radio |
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from Van Morrison - Wavelength (1978)
This is a song about your wavelength
And my wavelength, baby You turn me on When you get me on your wavelength Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah With your wavelength Oh, with your wavelength With your wavelength With your wavelength Oh mama, oh mama, oh mama, oh mama oh mama, oh mama Wavelength Wavelength You never let me down no You never let me down no When I'm down you always comfort me When I'm lonely you see about me You are ev'ry where you're 'sposed to be And I can get your station When I need rejuvenation Wavelength Wavelength You never let me down no You never let me down no I heard the voice of America Callin' on my wavelength Tellin' me to tune in on my radio I heard the voice of America Callin' on my wavelength Singin' "Come back, baby Come back Come back, baby Come back" Do do do dou dit do do dou dit do do do do do Do do do dou dit do do dou dit do do do do do Won't you play that song again for me About my lover, my lover in the grass, yeah, alright You have told me 'bout my destiny Singin' "Come back, baby Come back Come back, baby Come back" On my wavelength Wavelength You never let me down no You never let me down no When you get me on When you get me on your wavelength When you get me Oh, yeah, Lord You get me on your wavelength You got yourself a boy When you get me on Get me on your wavelength Ya radio, ya radio, ya radio Ya radio, ya radio, ya radio |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
Warm Love
Look at the ivy on the cold clinging wall Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall It's not a matter of when push comes to shove It's just an hour on the wings of a dove I dig it when you're fancy dressed up in lace I dig it when you have a smile on your face This inspiration's got to be on the flow This invitation's got to see it and know It's just warm love It's just warm love And it's everpresent everywhere And it's everpresent everywhere That warm love .... To the country I'm going Lay and laugh in the sun You can bring, bring your guitar along We'll sing some songs, we'll have some fun The sky is crying and it's time to go home And we shall hurry to the car from the foam Sit by the fire and dry out our wet clothes It's raining outside from the skies up above Inside it's warm love Inside it's warm love And it's everpresent everywhere And it's everpresent everywhere That warm love That warm love........ And it's.... |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Warm Love
Look at the ivy on the cold clinging wall Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall It's not a matter of when push comes to shove It's just an hour on the wings of a dove I dig it when you're fancy dressed up in lace I dig it when you have a smile on your face This inspiration's got to be on the flow This invitation's got to see it and know It's just warm love It's just warm love And it's everpresent everywhere And it's everpresent everywhere That warm love .... To the country I'm going Lay and laugh in the sun You can bring, bring your guitar along We'll sing some songs, we'll have some fun The sky is crying and it's time to go home And we shall hurry to the car from the foam Sit by the fire and dry out our wet clothes It's raining outside from the skies up above Inside it's warm love Inside it's warm love And it's everpresent everywhere And it's everpresent everywhere That warm love That warm love........ And it's.... |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Virgo Clowns
Let us free you from the pain Let us see you smile again Let us unlock all the chains You're broken-hearted Let us help you to forget Let us help you unlock it It's not nearly time to quit You've only started You gotta Sit down funny face Let your laughter fill the room Light up your golden smile Take away all your misery and gloom Let your laughter fill the room Let your laughter fill the room Let us shake you by the hand Let us help you understand Take your head out of the sand And shake it free now Let us help you to go on We are here to lean upon Now you know exactly just who You want to be now Come on Sit down funny face Let your laughter fill the room Light up your golden smile Take away all your misery and gloom Let your laughter fill the room Let your laughter fill the room Let us lift you up on high See the twinkle in your eye Raise your head up to the sky And say it's easy Hey let the trumpets ring it Let the angels sing it Let your pretty feet go dancing Let your worn out mind go prancing And Sit down funny face Let your laughter fill the room Light up your golden smile Take away all your misery and gloom Let your laughter fill the room Let your laughter fill the room etc. |
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from Van Morrison - Wavelength (1978)
Found myself, found myself
Oh, in a restaurant in Venice Found myself Oh, in a restaurant in Venice I was talkin' to my baby In a restaurant down in Venice When I found myself Down in Venice And I'm cryin' But my tears, but my tears Are filled with joy And I'm walkin' in Venice And I'm cryin' [Chorus] Dumb derra dumb dumb diddy diddy dah dah Dumb derra dumb dumb diddy diddy dah dah Dumb derra dumb dumb diddy diddy dah dah Dumb derra dumb dumb diddy diddy dah dah Dumb derra dumb dumb diddy diddy dah dah Dumb derra dumb dumb diddy diddy dah dah As I'm leaving Venice, as I'm leaving Venice As I'm leaving Venice All the streets are wet with rain And in my memory, and in my memory And in my memory I remember it well And I take a stroll Oh, see the ships come sailing in In the harbor in the harbor Down in Venice And I'm cryin' But my tears, but my tears Are filled with joy And I'm walkin' in Venice And I'm cryin' [Chorus] Walkin' in Venice and I'm cryin' Oh, as I'm walkin' in Venice, walkin' in Venice And I'm cryin' Well, I'm walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk walk, walk Walkin' in Venice Yeah, yeah, yeah Well, I walk and I walk and I walk and I walk Well, I'm walkin' in Venice I walk and I walk and I walk And I feel you and I see you as I'm walkin' Down in Venice Now sing a song, goes like this: [Chorus] |
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from Van Morrison - Beautiful Vision (1982)
Send me your picture
Send me your pillow Send it through Krishna On the Vanlose Stairway Send me your bible Send me your Gita I want to reach you On the Vanlose Stairway And your stairway Reaches up to the moon And it comes right back It comes right back to you Send me some loving Send me some kissing You know what I'm missing On the Vanlose Stairway On the Vanlose Stairway Right there, hold it And your stairway Reaches up to the moon And it comes right back And it comes right back to you Send me your bible child Send me your Gita |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
You can take all the tea in china
Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail right around the seven oceans Drop it straight into the deep blue sea She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You can't stop us on the road to freedom You can't keep us 'cause our eyes can see Men with insight, men in granite Knights in armor bent on chivalry She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You can't stop us on the road to freedom You can't stop us 'cause our eyes can see Men with insight, men in granite Knights in armor intent on chivalry She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You know she's alright You know she's alright with me She's alright, she's alright (she's an angel) You can take all the tea in china Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail it right around the seven oceans Drop it smack dab in the middle of the deep blue sea Because she's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like the honey, baby, from the bee She's my baby, you know she's alright |
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from Van Morrison - A Night In San Francisco [live] (1994)
You can take all the tea in china
Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail right around the seven oceans Drop it straight into the deep blue sea She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You can't stop us on the road to freedom You can't keep us 'cause our eyes can see Men with insight, men in granite Knights in armor bent on chivalry She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You can't stop us on the road to freedom You can't stop us 'cause our eyes can see Men with insight, men in granite Knights in armor intent on chivalry She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You know she's alright You know she's alright with me She's alright, she's alright (she's an angel) You can take all the tea in china Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail it right around the seven oceans Drop it smack dab in the middle of the deep blue sea Because she's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like the honey, baby, from the bee She's my baby, you know she's alright |
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from Van Morrison - Into The Music (1979)
From the ancient sun to the old heart stove come the troubadours
From the city gates to the castle walls it's the troubadours On a sunlit day it was bright and clear And the people came from far and they came from near To hear the troubadours Well the troubadours sang their songs of love to the lady fair She was sitting outside on a balcony in in the cool night air It was a starry night the moon was shining bright And the trumpets rang and they gave a chime For the troubadours And for everyman all across the land and from shore to shore They came singin' songs of love and chivalry from the days of yore Baby lift your window high do you hear that sound It's the troubadours as they go through town Baby lift your window high do you hear that sound It's the troubadours with their freedom song Lift your window high turn your lamp down low baby Don't you know I love you so Lift your window high do you dig that sound It's the troubadours coming through town |
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from Van Morrison - Into The Music (1979)
From the ancient sun to the old heart stove come the troubadours
From the city gates to the castle walls it's the troubadours On a sunlit day it was bright and clear And the people came from far and they came from near To hear the troubadours Well the troubadours sang their songs of love to the lady fair She was sitting outside on a balcony in in the cool night air It was a starry night the moon was shining bright And the trumpets rang and they gave a chime For the troubadours And for everyman all across the land and from shore to shore They came singin' songs of love and chivalry from the days of yore Baby lift your window high do you hear that sound It's the troubadours as they go through town Baby lift your window high do you hear that sound It's the troubadours with their freedom song Lift your window high turn your lamp down low baby Don't you know I love you so Lift your window high do you dig that sound It's the troubadours coming through town |
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from Van Morrison - A Sense Of Wonder (1984)
Showed me pictures in the gallery
Showed me novels on the shelf Put my hands across the table Gave me knowledge of myself. Showed me visions, showed me nightmares Gave me dreams that never end Showed me light out of the tunnel When there was darkness all around instead. Tore down a la Rimbaud And I wish my message would come Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time You know it's hard some time. Showed me ways and means and motions Showed me what it's like to be Gave me days of deep devotions Showed me things I cannot see. Tore down a la Rimbaud And I wish my purpose would come Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time. You know it's hard some time. Showed me different shapes and colors Showed me many different roads Gave me very clear instructions When I was in the dark night of the soul. Tore down a la Rimbaud And I wish my writing would come Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time. You know it's hard some time. |
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from Van Morrison - What's Wrong With This Picture? (2003)
Too many myths
People just assuming things that aren’t true There’s too many myths Coming between me and you You might have your name up in lights But you still have to keep your game uptight Too many myths Tell me, tell me how you gonna cope with this Too many myths You act like you’ve never been kissed You put your name up in lights And now you gotta keep your game uptight You got problems I got problems too Everybody’s gonna think There must be something wrong with you because There’s just too many myths Can’t you see I’m just trying to stay in the game Just too many myths I’m just trying to maintain Sure I got my name in lights But I’ve still gotta keep my game uptight Instrumental break You got problems And I got problems too But that doesn’t necessarily mean that There’s something wrong with you There’s just too many myths, Baby I’m just trying to stay in the game There’s far too many myths I’m just trying to maintain I got my name up in lights But I’m just trying to keep my game uptight |
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from Van Morrison - Pay The Devil (2006)
TILL I GAIN CONTROL AGAIN
-Van Morrison- Just like the sun over the mountain top You know i'll always come again You know i love to spend my morning time Like sunlight dancing on your skin I've never gone so wrong as to telling lies to you What you've seen is what I've been There is nothing I could hide from you You see me better than I can Out on the road that lies before me now There are some turns where I will spin I only hope that you can hold me now Till i can gain control again Like a lighthouse you must stand alone Landmark the sailor's journies end No matter what sea I've have been sailing on I'll always roll this way again Out on the road that lies before me now There are some turns where I will spin I only hope that you can hold me now Till i can gain control again |
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from Van Morrison - Magic Time (2005)
This love of mine goes on and on
Though life is empty since you have gone You're always on my mind though out of sight It's lonesome through the day but oh, the lonely nights I cry my heart out, it's bound to break Since nothing matters just let it break I ask the sun and the moon and the stars that shine What's to become of it? This love of mine I cry my heart out, it's bound to break But since nothing matters go ahead and let it break I ask the sun and the moon and all the stars that shine What's to become of it? What's to become of it? What's to become of it? This love of mine |
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from Van Morrison - Pay The Devil (2006)
I'm giving you my heart and my soul
I'm giving you more than you'll ever know I'm giving you just about everything I can Can't you see that I'm just only one man I took you out to the picture show Then I took you walkin' outdoors I walked you up and down the block And I warned you baby this has got to stop [Chorus] This has got to stop, you're way over the top Pack my things and walk, we can't even talk This has got to stop, I just had enough I'm gonna call your bluff, walk you one more lap And I watched you watching me as I watched you walk away from me And I went off to that far country I took a plane out to that Newfoundland And you said to me that you didn't understand [Chorus] Well I came back home and I burnt our house down I watched it crumble to the ground Oh it caved in like a piece of balsa wood I turned to you and said baby, this is just no good And I worked and I tried to build it all back up again The day that you told me that you had really changed Then you knocked down all my castles in the sand Then I said baby, I know now just where we stand [Chorus] This has got to stop Stop, stop I've had enough I'm gonna call your bluff Stop, stop, stop Yes I've got to stop |
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from Van Morrison - Pay The Devil (2006)
Oh, the faucet started dripping in the kitchen
Last night your picture fell down from the wall And today the boss said, 'I'm sorry son, I can't use you anymore" And tonight the light bulb went out down the hall Oh, things have gone to pieces since you left me Nothing turns out half right, now it seems There ain't nothin' in my pocket but three nickels and a dime And I'm holding to pieces of my dreams Somebody threw a baseball through my window And the arm fell off my favourite chair today Oh, the man he came today, said he'd haul all my things away If I didn't yell my payments made by ten Things have gone to pieces since you left me Now nothin' turns out half right, now it seems There ain't nothin' in my pocket but three nickels and a dime And I'm holding to the pieces of my dreams |
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from Van Morrison - Magic Time (2005)
Sold me out for a few shekels and divided up my robes
They sold me out It's the oldest story that's ever been told They sold me out Didn't even give it no shred of doubt, no, no They sold me out Didn't even sit down and try to figure it out They just sold me out For the few shekels more, they didn't even think twice For a few shekels more, another minute in the spotlight My own people did it to me just 'cos they could They sold me out So beware brother it could happen to you They sold me out For the few shekels more, they didn't even think twice Just for a few shekels more, another minute of two in the spotlight My own people did it to me just 'cos they could They sold me out Got to beware brother it just might happen to you They sold me out Sold me out for a few shekels and they divided up my robes They sold me out It's the oldest story that's ever been told They sold me out Sold me out for a few shekels and divided up my robes They sold me out It's the oldest story that's ever been known They sold me out They sold me out They sold me out They sold me out |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
I dreamed you paid your dues in Canada
Left me to come through I headed for the right way I knew exactly just what to do I dreamed we played cards in the dark And you lost and you lied Wasn't very hard to do But hurt me deep down inside Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true My back was up against the wall And you slowly just walked away You never really heard my call When I cried out that way With my face against the sun You pointed out for me to go Then you said I was the one Had to reap what you did sow Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true And hush-a-bye, don't you ever think about it Go to sleep, don't ever say one word Close your eyes, you are an angel sent down from above And Ray Charles was shot down But he got up to do his best A crowd of people gathered round To the question answered "yes" And you slapped me on the face I turned around the other cheek You couldn' t really stand the pace And I would never be so meek Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true And hush-a-bye, don't you ever think about it Go to sleep, don't ever say one word Close your eyes, you are an angel sent down from above |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
These Dreams of You
I dreamed you paid your dues in Canada Left me to come through I headed for the right way I knew exactly just what to do I dreamed we played cards in the dark And you lost and you lied Wasn't very hard to do But hurt me deep down inside Chorus: Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true My back was up against the wall And you slowly just walked away You never really heard my call When I cried out that way With my face against the sun You pointed out for me to go Then you said I was the one Had to reap what you did sow Chorus Bridge: And hush-a-bye, don't ever think about it Go to sleep don't ever say one word Close your eyes, you are an angel sent down from above .. And Ray Charles was shot down But he got up to do his best A crowd of people gathered round To the question answered "yes" And you slapped me on the face I turned around the other cheek You couldn't really stand the pace And I would never be so meek Chorus bridge |
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from Van Morrison - Philosophers Stone (1999)
These Dreams of You
I dreamed you paid your dues in Canada Left me to come through I headed for the right way I knew exactly just what to do I dreamed we played cards in the dark And you lost and you lied Wasn't very hard to do But hurt me deep down inside Chorus: Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true My back was up against the wall And you slowly just walked away You never really heard my call When I cried out that way With my face against the sun You pointed out for me to go Then you said I was the one Had to reap what you did sow Chorus Bridge: And hush-a-bye, don't ever think about it Go to sleep don't ever say one word Close your eyes, you are an angel sent down from above .. And Ray Charles was shot down But he got up to do his best A crowd of people gathered round To the question answered "yes" And you slapped me on the face I turned around the other cheek You couldn't really stand the pace And I would never be so meek Chorus bridge |
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from Van Morrison - Avalon Sunset (1989)
These are the days of the endless summer
These are the days, the time is now There is no past, there's only future There's only here, there's only now Oh your smiling face, your gracious presence The fires of spring are kindling bright Oh the radiant heart and the song of glory Crying freedom in the night These are the days by the sparkling river His timely grace and our treasured find This is the love of the one magician Turned the water into wine These are days of the endless dancing and the Long walks on the summer night These are the days of the true romancing When I'm holding you oh, so tight These are the days by the sparkling river His timely grace and our treasured find This is the love of the one great magician Turned water into wine These are the days now that we must savor And we must enjoy as we can These are the days that will last forever You've got to hold them in your heart. |
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from Van Morrison - Pay The Devil (2006)
There stands the glass
That will ease all my pain That will settle my brain It's my first one today There stands the glass That will hide all my tears That will drown all my fears Brother I'm on my way I wonder where you are tonight I wonder if you are all right I wonder if you think of me In my misery There stands the glass Fill it up to the brim While my troubles grow dim It's my first one today I wonder where you are tonight I wonder if you are all right I wonder if you think of me In my misery There stands the glass Fill it up to the brim While my troubles grow dim It's my first one today There stands the glass That will ease all my pain That will settle my brain It's my first one today There stands the glass That will hide all my tears That will drown all my fears Brother I'm on my way I wonder where you are tonight I wonder if you are all right I wonder if you think of me In my misery There stands the glass Fill it up to the brim While my troubles grow dim It's my first one today I wonder where you are tonight I wonder if you are all right I wonder if you think of me In my misery There stands the glass Fill it up to the brim While my troubles grow dim |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
The Way Young Lovers Do
We strolled through fields all wet with rain And back along the lane again They were the sun shine In the sweet summertime The way that young lovers do I kissed you on the left once more And we said goodbye by the door in the nighttime Yeah, that's the right time To feel the way that young lovers do Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we were meant to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you and you were for me And then we danced the night away And turned to each other, say, 'I love you, I love you' The way that young lovers do Do, do, do, do... Then we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we wanted to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you and you were for me I went on to dance the night away And turned to each other, say, 'I love you, baby, I love you' The way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do Do, do, do, do.... |
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from Welcome To Sarajevo [ost] (1998)
The Way Young Lovers Do
We strolled through fields all wet with rain And back along the lane again They were the sun shine In the sweet summertime The way that young lovers do I kissed you on the left once more And we said goodbye by the door in the nighttime Yeah, that's the right time To feel the way that young lovers do Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we were meant to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you and you were for me And then we danced the night away And turned to each other, say, 'I love you, I love you' The way that young lovers do Do, do, do, do... Then we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we wanted to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you and you were for me I went on to dance the night away And turned to each other, say, 'I love you, baby, I love you' The way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do Do, do, do, do.... |
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from Van Morrison - Inarticulate Speech Of The Heart (1983)
Your street, rich street or poor Used to always be sure, on your street There's a place in your heart you know from the start Can't be complete outside of the street Keep moving on through the joy and the pain Sometimes you got to look back To the street again Would you prefer all those castles in Spain Or the view of your street from your window pane And you walked around in the heart of town Listening for that sound And the street only knew your name Well the street only knew your name, your name Well Walter and John, Katie and Ron Used to hang out by the corner lamp light Get together and sing some songs Like rhythm and blues you make me feel alright That were long before fortune and fame Nothing to lose and so much to gain Everyone knew who everyone was And they knew it because of the street And you walk around in the heart of town Listening for that sound While the street only knew your name Well the street only knew your name, your name And you walk around in the heart of town Listening for that sound While the street only knew your name The street only knew your name, your name Sing it, bebopaloola Bruce(?) and John Well the street only knew your name |
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from Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl (2002)
The smile you smile as you and i, see through your laughing eyes
The smile you smile as you and i, see through your laughing eyes. O baby, in the whirlpool of them, I can be in paradise. I go roamin' in the gloamin ever and a day with you, O yes we will, i go roamin' in the gloamin?ever and a day with you, O baby, and sit between the stars and say, That's my point of view. O yes - i, i, i, i, i love you I, i, i, i, i love you. In the purple heather, on a hillside, mountain fog will stray O yeah, in the purple heather, on a hillside, mountain fog will stray. O yeah, and chase the coloured the grass, Around us in the same old way. I, i, i, i, i love you, baby I, i, i, i, i love you, o baby. |
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from Van Morrison - Magic Time (2005)
The lion this time again
He's in the circus in a cage He's trying to break out of the frame The lion this time He hears that same old sad refrain But they can't hold him with no chain And they just can't denounce his claim The lion again And he's trying to get free He knows that something's bothering me That I'm not too blind to see The lion again Oh, the love that's in his soul Is trying to get out you know If only you could hear it roar The lion again this time They couldn't take away his throne He knows that he must stand alone If need be, have a heart of stone The lion again The lion this time again He's in the circus in a cage No wonder that he's in a rage The lion again And he's trying to get free And he knows that something's bothering me Oh, but I'm not too blind to see The lion this time The longing that's in his soul Is trying to get out you know Only you could hear it roar For the lion this time They couldn't take away his throne He knows that he must stand alone If need be have a heart of stone The lion again The lion again this time He's in the circus in a cage No wonder that he's in a rage The lion this time The lion this time again He's in the circus in a cage No wonder that he's not the same The lion again The lion this time, the lion this time The lion this time, the lion this time The lion this time, the lion this time The lion this time, the lion this time The lion this time |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
Did you ever hear about the great deception?
Well the plastic revolutionaries take the money and run Have you ever been down to love city? Where they rip you off with a smile and it don't take a gun Don't it hurt so bad in love city Don't it make you not want to bother at all And don't they look so self righteous When they pin you up against the wall Did you ever, ever see the people With the tear drops in their eyes? I just can't stand it, stand it no how Living in this world of lies Did you ever hear about the rock and roll singers Got three or four Cadillacs Saying power to the people, dance to the music Wants you to pat him on the back Have you ever heard about the great Rembrandt? Have you ever heard about how he could paint? And he didn't have enough money for his brushes And they thought it was rather quaint But you know it's no use repeating And you know it's no use to think about it 'Cause when you stop to think about it You don't need it Have you ever heard about the great Hollywood motion picture actor Who knew more than they did? And the newspapers didn't cover the story Just decided to keep it hid Somebody started saying it was an inside job Whatever happened to him Last time they saw him down on the bowery With his lip hanging off an old rusty bottle of gin Have you ever heard about the so-called hippies Down on the far side of the tracks? They take the eyeballs straight out of your head Say son, kid, do you want your eyeballs back Did you ever see the people With the tear drops in their eyes? Just can't stand it no how Living in this world of lies |
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from Van Morrison - A Period Of Transition (1977)
Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city?
Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? (Do you know the way to Kansas city?) Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? (Do you know the way to Kansas city?) Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? (Do you know the way to Kansas city?) Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? (Do you know the way to Kansas city?) Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? (Do you know the way to Kansas city?) Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Train down to St. Louis Get me there alright Over to the city there, you know that one Where the farmers daughter digs the farmers son Dig your Charlie Parker Basie and Young Witherspoon and Jay McShann They will come Ooh, woo, woo Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Excuse me, do you know the way to Kansas city? Lady liberty in waiting You know, she lights the way Her name is Billie, she's a holiday And the city is eternal, hey, can't you see? It's inside of you and it's inside of me Ooh, woo, woo You know, you know the way to Kansas city? You know, you know the way to Kansas city? You know, you know the way to Kansas city? You know, you know the way to Kansas city? You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city Wild thing You know the way to Kansas city Thank you man You know the way to Kansas city Sing it You know the way to Kansas city Hit it You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city Baby, can't you sing it one time? You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city You know the way to Kansas city |
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from Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl (2002)
In the back room (in the back room)
In the back room (in the back room) I waited for you (waited for you) Ya waited for me (waited for me) Rain came down, pitter-pat Say, what you think, it's raining outside You said, So what You turned the record player on, had a smoke Stood up, walked across to the joint in a cloud of mist Couldn't resist A kitty stepped in the hall and she rapped the door Found the key in the letter box, she turned the door Walked into the room and said, What's goin' on? I just got back from down the road Gotta couple a bottles of wine, somethin' to turn you on What-a you think of that? (think of that, girl) (Think of that girl) I said, Sit down cat, pull up a seat, you're soakin' wet Take off your coat and hat, wipe your feet on the mat In the back room (in the back room) In the back room (in the back room) I waited for you (waited for you) Ya waited for me (waited for me) I said, What time is it Charlie, where did we go all day? Seem to get nowhere and do nothin' but sit lookin' at each other He said, I know, I been doin' the same thing for weeks I look at the clock and all of a sudden I'm hypnotized It speaks to me, it goes tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, ah-huh The kid he said, I don't know what you guys do but I been workin' so hard, lately that I can just only fall asleep in bed So he played some more sounds and grooved a while Somebody brought out some cherry wine, cherry wine And we talked about what was goin' on in the music world And other things Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha The rain outside came down like it came never before Down, came down, it came, rain rain rain And I said, Baby what time is it, what time is it, tell me what time is it? Ah, four-thirty So I peeked 'round the corner, the blind An' there ya go, there's another girl that's comin' home from school Lookin' so cool, just learned her A's to Z's And said, Hey man don't look funny, all the little girls comin' home from school And they're sittin', talkin' and drinkin' and all them other funny things A-ha-ha-ha And Charlie said to me, Ya know what? I said, What? He said, Man you gotta go out there and do somethin' for yourself Feel like you wanna make it or else you gonna be sittin' 'round here like, nothin' I said, You're right, I said You're so right He said, I know ha I said, Do ya? Said, You know you're cuttin' records, cuttin' records right You come through that An' just through all the time you're gonna be out on the road I'm out on the backseat man, on the, on the highway And the colors are gonna run All of a sudden don't ya feel safe the next gig, you gotta make it I said, Yeah I feel safe I said, Yeah you know I can't stay here all the time as much as I'd like to But, I just learned about all day and all night And dig sounds, and go down to the river And once the artists go through the motions Gotta do my thing, aah-ah (in the back room) ah-ah Gotta do my thing (in the back room) In the back room (in the back room) FADES- In the back room (in the back room) |
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| from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974) | |||||
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from Van Morrison - Wavelength (1978)
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty Poets wrote down words that did fit Writers wrote books Thinkers thought about it Take it where you find it Can't leave it alone You will find a purpose To carry it on Mainly when you find it Your heart will be strong About it Many's the road I have walked upon Many's the hour between dusk and dawn Many's the time Many's the mile I see it all now Through the eyes of a child Take it where you find it Can't leave it alone You will find a purpose To carry it on Mainly when you find it Your heart will be strong About it [Chorus] Lost dreams and found dreams In America In America In America Lost dreams and found dreams In America In America In America And close your eyes Leave it all for a while Leave the world And your worries behind You will build on whatever is real And wake up each day To a new waking dream Take it where you find it Can't leave it alone You will find a purpose To carry it on Mainly when you find it Your heart will be strong About it [Chorus] Change, change come over Change come over Talkin' about a change Change, change Change come over, now Change, change, change come over I'm gonna walk down the street Until I see My shining light I'm gonna walk down the street Until I see My shining light I'm gonna walk down the street Until I see My shining light I'm gonna walk down the street Until I see My shining light I see my light See my light See my shining light I see my light See my light See my shining light [Chorus:Repeat x2] |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Now listen, Julie baby,
it ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight. It ain't natural for you to cry way into midnight through, Until the wee small hours long 'fore the break of dawn, Oh Lord, huh uh ha. Ha. Now Julie, an' there ain't nothin' on my mind More further 'way than what you're lookin' for. I see the way you jumped at me, Lord, from behind the door And looked into my eyes. Your a little star struck innuendos Inadequacies an' foreign bodies, And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane Numbs my brain, And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane Numbs my brain, oh Lord. Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe. I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe. I'm looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you, Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha. Oh, Lord. The cool room, Lord is a fool's room. The cool room, Lord is a fool's room. And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets On your sick bed. I gotta go, I gotta go And you said, 'Please stay, I wanna, I wanna, I want a drink of water, I want a drink of water, Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water.' I said, 'I gotta go, I gotta go, baby.' I said, 'I'll send, I'll send somebody around here later. You know we got John comin' around here later With a bottle of wine for you, baby - but I gotta go.' The cool room, Lord is a fool's room, The cool room, Lord, Lord is a fool's room, a fool's room. And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, T.B. I gotta go, I gotta go. I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe. We'll see what I can pick up for you, you know. Yeah, I got a few things gotta do. Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry. Huh uh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh. I turned on the radio, If you wanna hear a few tunes, I'll turn on the radio for you. There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh. You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah. I know it ain't funny, it ain't runny at all, baby, Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room, In the cool room, in the cool room. |
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from Woodstock Generation (1999)
T.B. Sheets
Now listen, Julie baby, it ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight. It ain't natural for you to cry way into midnight through, Until the wee small hours long 'fore the break of dawn, Oh Lord, huh uh ha. Ha. Now Julie, an' there ain't nothin' on my mind More further 'way than what you're lookin' for. I see the way you jumped at me, Lord, from behind the door And looked into my eyes. Your a little star struck innuendos Inadequacies an' foreign bodies, And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane Numbs my brain, And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane Numbs my brain, oh Lord. Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe. I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe. I'm looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you, Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha. Oh, Lord. The cool room, Lord is a fool's room. The cool room, Lord is a fool's room. And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets On your sick bed. I gotta go, I gotta go And you said, "Please stay, I wanna, I wanna, I want a drink of water, I want a drink of water, Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water." I said, "I gotta go, I gotta go, baby." I said, "I'll send, I'll send somebody around here later. You know we got John comin' around here later With a bottle of wine for you, baby - but I gotta go." The cool room, Lord is a fool's room, The cool room, Lord, Lord is a fool's room, a fool's room. And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, T.B. I gotta go, I gotta go. I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe. We'll see what I can pick up for you, you know. Yeah, I got a few things gotta do. Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry. Huh uh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh. I turned on the radio, If you wanna hear a few tunes, I'll turn on the radio for you. There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh. You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah. I know it ain't funny, it ain't runny at all, baby, Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room, In the cool room, in the cool room. |
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from Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl (2002)
T.B. Sheets
Now listen, Julie baby, it ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight. It ain't natural for you to cry way into midnight through, Until the wee small hours long 'fore the break of dawn, Oh Lord, huh uh ha. Ha. Now Julie, an' there ain't nothin' on my mind More further 'way than what you're lookin' for. I see the way you jumped at me, Lord, from behind the door And looked into my eyes. Your a little star struck innuendos Inadequacies an' foreign bodies, And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane Numbs my brain, And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane Numbs my brain, oh Lord. Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe. I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe. I'm looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you, Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha. Oh, Lord. The cool room, Lord is a fool's room. The cool room, Lord is a fool's room. And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets On your sick bed. I gotta go, I gotta go And you said, "Please stay, I wanna, I wanna, I want a drink of water, I want a drink of water, Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water." I said, "I gotta go, I gotta go, baby." I said, "I'll send, I'll send somebody around here later. You know we got John comin' around here later With a bottle of wine for you, baby - but I gotta go." The cool room, Lord is a fool's room, The cool room, Lord, Lord is a fool's room, a fool's room. And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, T.B. I gotta go, I gotta go. I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe. We'll see what I can pick up for you, you know. Yeah, I got a few things gotta do. Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry. Huh uh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh. I turned on the radio, If you wanna hear a few tunes, I'll turn on the radio for you. There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh. You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah. I know it ain't funny, it ain't runny at all, baby, Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room, In the cool room, in the cool room. |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
Sweet Thing
And I will stroll the merry way And jump the hedges first And I will drink the clear Clean water for to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats And they'll get high On a bluer ocean Against tomorrow's sky And I will never grow so old again And I will walk and talk In gardens all wet with rain Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I shall drive my chariot Down your streets and cry 'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite And I don't know why' And you shall take me strongly In your arms again And I will not remember That I even felt the pain. We shall walk and talk In gardens all misty and wet with rain And I will never, never, never Grow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I will raise my hand up Into the night time sky And count the stars That's shining in your eye Just to dig it all an' not to wonder That's just fine And I'll be satisfied Not to read in between the lines And I will walk and talk In gardens all wet with rain And I will never, ever, ever, ever Grow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes And your saint-like smile.... |
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