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Please note: This article deals with feelings and emotions gentlemen so be aware k?! 😉 This is somewhat of a long article however, and I could be wrong, but this thing called 'love' is such a huge thing it deserves deep reflection and closer examination and subsequently a lot of words to describe it even fractionally! If you don't have the patience or desire to read through the whole article you probably don't know or care what love is or isn't! That's ok! No worries . . . I think I love you anyways! Lol! 🙂
Please note: This article deals with feelings and emotions gentlemen so be aware k?! 😉 This is somewhat of a long article however, and I could be wrong, but this thing called 'love' is such a huge thing it deserves deep reflection and closer examination and subsequently a lot of words to describe it even fractionally! If you don't have the patience or desire to read through the whole article you probably don't know or care what love is or isn't! That's ok! No worries . . . I think I love you anyways! Lol! 🙂
Please note: This article deals with feelings and emotions gentlemen so be aware k?! 😉 This is somewhat of a long article however, and I could be wrong, but this thing called 'love' is such a huge thing it deserves deep reflection and closer examination and subsequently a lot of words to describe it even fractionally! If you don't have the patience or desire to read through the whole article you probably don't know or care what love is or isn't! That's ok! No worries . . . I think I love you anyways! Lol! 🙂
G C G Am Bm Am G – Lyrics start at 0:16 Sec.
GMother, Mother Ocean, I have heard you call
I Cwanted to sail upon your waters since C/B Â GI was three feet tall
You seen it Amall, you seen it allG
Watched the men who road you, switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasure , few have ever seen
Most of them dreams, most of them dreams
Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannon’s don’t thunder and there’s nothin’ to plunder
I’m a over forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
Yeah I done a bit of smugglin’, I’ve run my share of grass
an I made enough money to buy Miami but I pissed it away too fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last
I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I passed out and I rallied and I smoked a few reefs
But I got to stop wishin’ got to go fishin’ down to rock bottom again
With just a few friends, with just a few friends
Instrumental starts @ 2:20(ish)
I go for younger women, I lived with several awhile
Though I rattled away they’d come back one day
I can still manage to smile
It just takes a while, it just takes a while
Mother mother Ocean after all the years I’ve found
My occupational hazard’s been
My occupation just not around
I feel like I drowned gonna head up town
Feel like I drown, gonna head up town
Think I’ll go out to Alberta weather’s good there in the fall
I got some friends that I can go to workin’ for
Still I wish you change your mind if I asked you one more time
But we’ve been through that a hundred times before
Four Strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All those things that don’t change come what may
If the good times are all gone
Then I’m bound for moving on
I’ll look for you if I’m ever back this way
And if I get there before the snow flies and if things are lookin’ good
You could meet me if I sent you down the fare
But by then it would be winter not too much for you to do
And those winds sure can blow cold way out there
Still I wish you’d change your mind if I asked you one more time
But we’ve been through that a hundred times before
Four strong winds . . .
July 20-24
Its knowing that your door is always open – And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag – Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And its knowing I’m not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you on the backroads – By the rivers of my memory
It keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It’s not clinging to the rocks and ivy – Planted On their columns now that binds me
Or something that somebody said – Because they thought we fit together walking
Its just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving – When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you’re moving on the backroads – By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you’re just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the clotheslines – And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother – Cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence – Tears of joy might stain my face And a summer sun might burn me till I’m blind
But not to where I cannot see you Walking on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin’ cracklin’ cauldron In some train yard
My beard a rustlin’ coal pile And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands ’round a tin can – I pretend I hold you to my breast and find
That you’re waving from the backroads By the rivers of my memory Ever smilin’ ever gentle on my mind
It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday The Regular crowd shuffles in
There’s an old man sitting next to me Makin’ love to his tonic and gin
He says, Son can you play me a memory I’m not really sure how it goes
But it’s sad and it’s sweet and I knew it complete When I wore a younger man’s clothes . . .La la la . . .
Sing us a song, you’re the piano man Sing us a song tonight
Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody And you’ve got us feelin’ alright
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free
And he’s quick with a joke or to light up your smoke But there’s someplace that he’d rather be
He says, Bill, I believe this is killing me. As the smile ran away from his face
Well I’m sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place
And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they’re sharing a drink they call loneliness But it’s better than drinkin’ alone
Now Paul is a real estate novelist Who never had time for a wife
And he’s talkin’ with Davy, who’s still in the Navy And probably will be for life
It’s a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile
‘Cause he knows that it’s me they’ve been comin’ to see To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say, Man, what are you doin’ here
Well I’ve heard there was a secret chord . . . That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah (Hallelujah Hallelujah X2Â ?)
What if I just hadn’t done that . . .And what if yesterday was now
What if I just hadn’t said those things to her . . .Those hurtful things that sting and how
And what if I could be more like my Dad . . .No wait that’s where I learned to be so bad
But what if I could do it over . . .Would I do it just the same
What if I just hadn’t done that . . . And what if yesterday was now
And what if I just hadn’t said those things to him . . .Those hateful things that ring and sting and how
And what if I could be more like my Mom . . . No wait that’s where I learned to be no fun
But what if I could do it over . . . Would I do it just the same
Yeah what if Jesus hadn’t done that . . . You know that dark day on the cross
And what if Jesus whispered in your ears . . .To both of you in Jesus name your cleared
And what if next time when he sees ya . . . Well he’ll likely nod and wink and wave
‘Cause through the love and the Grace of Jesus you’ll never feel that way again
Arial Smith & Johnny Derek
Words & Music by: Johnny Derek
Recorded at Lake Studios, Kelowna BC
Dance as though no one is watching
Love like you’ve never been hurt
And sing as though no one can hear you
And live as though heaven’s on earth.
Dance as though no one is watching
Love like you’ve never been hurt.
And sing as though no one can hear you
And live as though heaven’s on earth.
Repeat
What more can we do
The rest’s up to you
What more can we say
But to sing these words of Sousa to you . . . .
Why not take me Lord he said
Why not take me Lord instead
Cause you know I’m scheduled for the leavin’
And my time here’s almost done
So why not take me Lord, not His son
Ok then, take me and my brother
But not his son
Straight across we’ll trade you two for one
Cause you know we’re down here all believin’
And we give thanks for what you’ve done
So take me and my brother but not his son
And let’s not be forgetten
His best friend Benjamin
Bestest of friends since they was little men, Lord
Lord, . . . I got something to ask of you
Dear Lord . . . I got something to say
Yeah dear Lord . . . it’s not a bit of a task for you
Dear Lord . . . please excuse the cliche
But I’m down on my knees Lord
I’m begging you please
Don’t take this boy from his Mom
Yeah don’t take this boy from his Mom
Dear Lord . . .
Might never pass this way again . . .
Might never pass this way again . . .
Might never pass this way again
And it ain’t because you haven’t been there for me right until the end
And it ain’t because we ain’t been friends
And it ain’t because I wouldn’t choose to chance to dance this way again
Might never pass this way again . . .
Might never see your misty eyes again . . .
Might never pass this way again
And it ain’t because you don’t think the way I do things and what I say ain’t right
And it ain’t because you think my skin ain’t colored right
And it ain’t because you held me on some lonely teary night.
Harmonica
Might never pass this way again . . .
You might never see my misty eyes again . . .
Might never pass this way again
And it ain’t because I’m going crazy and I don’t know where to go
Or how come it happens very slow
Or how come we don’t know that’s the place we’re going so we don’t go
Might never pass this way again . . . I might never see your misty eyes again
Might never pass this way again
You might never see my misty eyes again
Words & Music by: Johnny Derek
Well insult me with your silence
But leave your name and address too
Yeah insult me with your upper hand that handles what you do
Don’t you ever think of anyone the way you think of you
Well if I had almighty druthers I’d tell you what I’d do!!
Well I’d rather wipe a Grizzlies ass than look a little bit like you.
Yeah I’d rather suck on Chipmunk dung than try to sing a song that can’t be sung no matter what you do
And if I had almighty druthers I’d tell you if I knew,
If I knew a song that really sucked I’d sing that song for you!!
Well enlighten me with advice yeah enlighten me with sass!
Why don’t you write and down and roll it up and shove it in your . . . . . . . EAR!
Don’t you ever think about thinking and if you do don’t think of me
Cause if I had my way I’d write a song and this is what’d say
Well I’d rather lick a lion’s ass than be a little bit like you
Yeah I’d rather suck on baboon dung than try to sing a song that can’t be sung no matter what you do
And if I had almighty druthers I’d tell you if I knew,
If I knew a song that really sucked I’d sing that song for you!!
Musical Interlude
So shut your mouth, cause you’re boring me
And whoring out your intellect is self-abuse you see
Cause when you end a friend and then offend that friend for insecurities
Well then shut your mouth cause you’re boring me
And pretty much the same thing as I said in verses 2 and 3
And let me please reiterate a few chorus’s for free
Well I’d rather wipe a Grizzlies ass than look a little bit like you.
Yeah I’d rather suck on Chipmunk dung than try to sing a song that can’t be sung no matter what you do
And if I had almighty druthers I’d tell you if I knew,
If I knew a song that really sucked I’d sing that song for you!!
Fly with the angels yeah be who you are
Shoot for the moon and you’ll land ‘mongst the stars
Try to be gentle with the ones that you love
But when you’re in doubt just hug
Yeah when you’re in doubt just hug
And try to see reason and to recognize pain
Be kind in all seasons sunshine or rain
And hold loved ones dearly With your heart as they tug
And when you’re in doubt just hug . .
Yeah when you’re in doubt just hug
Cause when you’re in doubt you don’t need to shout
Yeah when you’re in doubt love’s still hovering about
Yeah when you’re in doubt and love don’t feel like love . . . Just hug
Well try to walk softly . . . maybe holding a hand
And understand soon you’ll be as old as I am
And share from your heart with all the ones that you love
And when you’re in doubt just hug . . . Yeah when you’re in doubt just hug
CHORUS X 2 Fly with the angels yeah be who you are and give someone you love a big hug!!
G C D G x2
N.C. C D
Feliz Navidad,
G Em
Feliz Navidad,
C D G
Feliz Navidad, próspero año y felicidad.
N.C. C D
Feliz Navidad,
G Em
Feliz Navidad,
C D G
Feliz Navidad, próspero año y felicidad.
N.C. C
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
D G
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
Em C
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
D G
From the bottom of my heart.
N.C. C
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
D G
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
Em C
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
D G
From the bottom of my heart.
[Verse]
N.C. C D
Feliz Navidad,
G Em
Feliz Navidad,
C D G
Feliz Navidad, próspero año y felicidad.
N.C. C D
Feliz Navidad,
G Em
Feliz Navidad,
C D G
Feliz Navidad, próspero año y felicidad.
[Chorus]
N.C. C
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
D G
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
Em C
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
D G
From the bottom of my heart.
N.C. C
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
D G
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
Em C
I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas,
D G
From the bottom of my heart.
G Am D D7
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas,
C Am G Gsus4 G
Just like the ones I used to know.
G G G7
Where the tree tops glisten,
C Cm
And children listen,
G Em Am D D7
To hear the sleigh bells in the snow.
G Am D D7
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas,
C Am G Gsus4 G
With every Christmas card I write.
G G7 C Cm
May your days be merry and bright,
G Em Am D G
And may all your Christmases be white.
G Am D D7
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas,
C Am G Gsus4 G
Just like the ones I used to know.
G G G7
Where the tree tops glisten,
C Cm
And children listen,
G Em Am D D7
To hear the sleigh bells in the snow.
G Am D D7
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas,
C Am G Gsus4 G
With every Christmas card I write.
G G7 C Cm
May your dreams be merry and bright,
G Em Am D G Gsus4 G
And may all your Christmases be white.
I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin’ about half past dead
I just need some place where I can lay my head
Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?
He just grinned and shook my hand, “no, ” was all he said
Take a load off, Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny
And (and) (and) you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)
I picked up my bag, I went lookin’ for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin’ side by side
I said, hey, Carmen, come on let’s go downtown
She said, “I gotta go, but my friend can stick around”
Go down, Miss Moses, there’s nothin’ you can say
It’s just ol’ Luke and Luke’s waitin’ on the Judgment Day
Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee
He said, do me a favor, son, won’t you stay and keep Anna Lee company?
Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog
He said, I will fix your rack, if you’ll take Jack, my dog
I said, wait a minute, Chester, you know I’m a peaceful man
He said, that’s okay, boy, won’t you feed him when you can?
Yeah, take a load off, Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny
And (and) (and) you put the load right on me
(You put the load right on me)
Catch a cannon ball now to take me down the line
My bag is sinkin’ low and I do believe it’s time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she’s the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone
Take a bus, who needs a car
We’ll eat here, take this seat near the door.
Well I’m not hungry much now, are you?
Is it ok if I share yours with you?
I’ve got no money and I think I believe that you knew.
Remember the moon on the wall, didn’t she shine?
The taste of the sheets and the feel of the wine.
Wasn’t I glad that you was mine
In the Grande Affaire?
Take a boat, maybe a plane,
Anywhere now, ‘cept Greece or Spain.
For sure, I know where I am,
I see canals, this is Amsterdam.
I got friends here and they know, they can say who I am.
Remember the room without any view?
Frightened of meeting someone that we knew,
No farewells or how-do-you-dos
In the Grande Affaire.
Now I’ve stayed in all the best hotels,
And there’s white coated waiters attend me,
And I look at the beautiful girls,
Do they really believe they can bend me?
Well I drive now seldom I walk.
I can speak French, but I’d rather not talk.
Which suit will I wear tonight?
Take out the brown, but in the end wear the white.
After shade stepping out stepping into the light.
Remember the moon on the wall didn’t she shine,
The year was all wrong so we sent back the wine,
Wasn’t you glad that you was mine
In the Grande Affaire?
G – G7 – C – Am – D7 – C – C/B – Am – G – G
(then) D7 – G – Em – G – Em – Am – D7 – G – G7 – C – Am – D7 – C – G
(Vocals start @ 0:14 sec. ~ Capo’d on 2nd Fret)
D Dsus4 D Dsus4Â –Â D Dsus4 D Dsus4
DI like the wayG your sparkling Dearrings layG
DAgainst your Gskin so brown.A7
And I wanna Gsleep with you in Dthe desert Gtonight
DWith a billion Gstars all around A7
A7 ‘Cause I got a Gpeaceful easy Dfeeling.D
G And I know you won’t let me downEm  A7
DÂ Â ‘Cause I’m Emalready Gstanding A7on the ground.D
DAnd I found Gout a long D time ago G
D What a woman can G do to your soul A7
D Ah, but G she can’t take you D anyway, G
D You don’t already G know how to go A7
A7 ‘Cause I got a Gpeaceful easy Dfeeling.D
G And I know you won’t let me downEm  A7
DÂ Â ‘Cause I’m Emalready Gstanding A7on the ground.D
DÂ Â GÂ Â DÂ Â G DÂ Â GÂ Â A7
DÂ Â GÂ Â DÂ Â GDÂ Â GÂ Â A7
GÂ Â D
G  Em  A7
D  Em  G  A7  (D)
D I get this G feeling I may D know G you
D As a G lover and a A7 friend.
D But this voice keeps G whispering in D my other G ear,
Tells me D I may never G see you again A7
A7 ‘Cause I get a G peaceful easy D feeling.
G And I know you won’t let me downEm  A7
‘Cause I’m D alllll Emready G standing A7
‘Cause I’m D alllll Emready G standing A7
‘Cause I’m D alllll Emready G standing A7   Em G A7
D  Em G A7
D Em  G A7 D
Once upon a timeAm there was a Am tavern
A7where we used to raise a glass orDm two.
AmRemember how we laughed away the hours Am
E7susand dreamed of all the great things we would doE
Those were the Amdays, my friend
we thought they’d never endDm
we’d sing and dance G Â G7 for ever and a Cday
We’d live Dmthe life we choose
we’d fight and never loseAm
For we were young, Eand sure to have our wayAm
La la Amla la la la la laDm la la la la
Those were the Edays, oh yes those were theAm days.
AmThen the busy years went rushing by us.
We lost A7our starry notions on the Dmway.
If by Amchance I’d see you in the tavern,
E7suswe’d smile at one another, and we’d sayE
Just tonightAm I stood before the tavern.
Nothing seemedA7 the way it used to beDm
In the Amglass I saw a strange reflection,
E7suswas that lonely man-child really meE
Through Amthe door there came familiar laughter.
I saw A7your face and heard you call my Dmname.
Oh, my friendAm we’re older, but no wiser.
E7susFor in our hearts the dream are still the sameE
Capo’d on the 2nd fret – Vocals start at 0:10 sec.
In a little while from now if I’m not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself and visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to whoever what it’s like when you’re shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church where people saying, my God, that’s tough
She stood him up no point in us remaining
We may as well go home As I did on my own . . . Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to well who wouldn’t do the role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt talk about, God in His mercy
Well if he truly does exist why did he desert me
In my hour of need I truly am indeed . . . Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that there are more hearts broken in the world
That can’t be mended left unattended
What do we do . . . . What do we do
Instrumental – Time In 0:00? Time Out 0:00?
And looking back over the years and whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old my mother, God rest her soul
Couldn’t understand why the only man she had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start With a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me no words were ever
And when she passed away I cried and cried all day . . . Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
I knew a man, Bojangles and he danced for you In worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants The old soft shoe
He jumped so high He jumped so high . . . Then he’d lightly touch down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was Down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes of age As he spoke right out
He talked of life He talked of life
He laughed, clicked his heels and stepped
He said his name, Bojangles and he danced a lick Across the cell
He grabbed his pants, a better stance Oh, he jumped so high
Then he clicked his heels He let go a laugh
He let go a laugh Pushed back his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Dance
He danced for those in minstrel shows and county fairs Throughout the south
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him Traveled about
The dog up and died He up and died . . . After twenty years he still grieves
He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks For drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars He said I drinks a bit
He shook his head And as he shook his head
I heard someone ask him please . . . . Please
Mr. Bojangles . . . Mr. Bojangles . . . Mr. Bojangles . . . Dance
Maybe just do this one live Johnny!
IN MY MIND I’M GONE TO CAROLINA CAN’T YOU SEE THE SUNSHINE? CAN’T YOU JUST FEEL THE MOONSHINE? AIN’T IT JUST LIKE A FRIEND OF MINE TO HIT ME FROM BEHIND? YES, I’M GONE TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND
KARIN, SHE’S A SILVER SUN YOU BEST WALK HER WAY AND WATCH IT SHINE AND WATCH HER WATCH THE MORNING COME A SILVER TEAR APPEARING NOW I’M CRYIN’, AIN’T I? GONE TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND
THERE AIN’T NO DOUBT IN NO ONES MIND THAT LOVE’S THE FINEST THING AROUND WHISPER SOMETHING SOFT AND KIND AND HEY BABE, THE SKY’S ON FIRE I’M DYING, AIN’T I? GONE TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND
IN MY MIND I’M GONE TO CAROLINA CAN’T YOU SEE THE SUNSHINE? CAN’T YOU JUST FEEL THE MOONSHINE? AND, AIN’T IT JUST LIKE A FRIEND OF MINE TO HIT ME FROM BEHIND? YES, I’M GONE TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND
DARK AND SILENT, LATE LAST NIGHT, I THINK I MIGHT HAVE HEARD THE HIGHWAY CALL AND GEESE IN FLIGHT AND DOGS THAT BITE THE SIGNS THAT MIGHT BE OMENS SAY I’M GOIN’, I’M GOIN’ I’M GONE TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND
WITH A HOLY HOST OF OTHERS STANDIN’ AROUND ME STILL I’M ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON AND IT SEEMS LIKE IT GOES ON LIKE THIS FOREVER YOU MUST FORGIVE ME, IF I’M UP AND GONE TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND
IN MY MIND I’M GOIN’ TO CAROLINA CAN’T YOU SEE THE SUNSHINE? CAN’T YOU JUST FEEL THE MOONSHINE? AIN’T IS JUST LIKE A FRIEND OF MINE TO HIT ME FROM BEHIND YES, I’M GONE TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND GONE TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND AND I’M GOIN’ TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND GOIN’ TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND GONE, I’M GONE, I’M GONE SAY NICE THINGS ABOUT ME ‘CAUSE I’M GONE SOUTH NOW GOT TO CARRY ON WITHOUT ME, I’M GONE
G – G – D – G – D – Bm – F#(7) – G – D – Bm – F#(7) – G – D
Chorus: D – A – G – Bm – F#(7)
CAPO ON 2nd Fret
Intro:
So
So
So
Play first verse again at the end . . . there’s plenty of room
Clouds so swift
Rain won’t lift
Gate won’t close
Railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain’t goin’ nowhere
Whoowee, ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
I don’t care how many letters they sent
Morning came and morning went
Pick up your money
And pack up your tent
You ain’t goin’ nowhere
Whoowee, ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
You ain’t goin’ nowhere
Whoowee, ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh,…
Genghis Khan He could not keep
All his kings Supplied with sleep
We’ll climb that hill no matter how steep
When we get up to it
And you are not
the distance in your
That’s me in the
Losing my religion
And I don’t
(Coda)I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
trying to keep
Like a
Consider this,
What if all
(Coda)I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
Instrumental
That’s me
Losing my religion
And I
(Last time chorus)
yeah
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolor in the rain
Don’t bother asking for explanations
She’ll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn’t give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There’s a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, “I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat
you take
Well morning comes and you’re still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you’ve thrown away your choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you’re bound to leave her
But for now you’re going to stay . . . in the year of the Cat
 Starry, starry
Paint your palette
Look out on a
With
Sketch the trees and the
Catch the breeze and the
In
What
And how you suffered for your
They would not listen, they did
 Starry, starry
Flaming flowers that
Swirling clouds in
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber
Weathered faces
Are
What
And how you suffered for your
They would not listen, they did
 For they could not
On that
But I could
This
As
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Portraits hung in
Frameless heads on
With
The ragged men in the
The silver thorn, a
Lie
And how you suffered for your
And
They would not listen, they’re not
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We’ve been through some things together
With trunks of memories still to come
We found things to do in stormy weather
Long may you run
Long may you run,
long may you run
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining in the sun
Long may you run
Well, it was back in Blind River in 1962
When I last saw you alive
But we missed that shift on the long decline
Long may you run
Maybe The Beach Boys have got you now
With those waves singing, “Caroline”
Rollin’ down that empty ocean road
Gettin’ to the surf on time
Long may you run, long may you run
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining in the sun
Long may you run
You been
Oh, you’re a
I know that
(But)These
Can
Don’t you
She’ll
You know the
Now it
Have been
But you
Your
And
Your
Don’t your
The
It’s hard
You’re
Ain’t it
Come
It may be
You better
You better
I wanna live, an I wanna give
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold
It’s these expressions I never give
That keeps me searchin’ for a heart of gold and I’m getting old
Keeps me searchin’ for a heart of gold and I’m getting old
I been to Hollywood I been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean’s for a heart of gold
I been in my mind it’s such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold and I’m getting old
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Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold and I’m getting old
Still
But we’ve been
Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All those things that don’t change come what may
If the good times are all gone
Then I’m bound for movin’ on
I’ll look for you if I’m ever back this way
And if I get there before the snow flies and if things are looking good
You could meet me if I send you down the fare
But by then it would be winter not too much for you to do
And those winds sure can blow cold way out there
when you’re driftin’
Comes a light
feelin’s liftin’
Lift that baby
right up off the ground
keeps
It’s
ain’t layin’ down
There
You and I we were captured
We took our souls
and we flew away
We were right
we were giving
That’s how we kept
what we gave away
Oh, this old world
keeps spinning round
It’s a wonder tall trees
ain’t layin’ down
There comes a time
Its just knowing that your door is always open – And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag – Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And its just knowing I’m not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you on the backroads – By the rivers of my memory
It keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It’s not clinging to the rocks and ivy – Planted On their columns now that binds me
Or something that somebody said – Because they thought we fit together walking
Its just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving – When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you’re moving on the backroads – By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you’re just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the clotheslines – And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother – Cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence – Tears of joy might stain my face And a summer sun might burn me till I’m blind
But not to where I cannot see you Walking on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin’ cracklin’ cauldron In some train yard
My beard a rustlin’ coal pile And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands ’round a tin can – I pretend I hold you to my breast and find
That you’re waving from the backroads By the rivers of my memory Ever smilin’ ever gentle on my mind
Words & Music by: Bernie Leadon
I wish you peace when the cold winds blow
Warmed by the fire . . . the fire’s glow
I wish you comfort in the lonely times
And arms to hold you when ache inside
I wish you hope when things are going bad
Kind kind words when you’re feeling sad
I wish you shelter from the raging winds
An cooling water at the fever’s end
I wish you peace when times are hard
A light to guide you through the dark
And when storms are high and your dreams are low
I wish you the strength to let love grow
I wish you the strength to let love flow
Words & Music by: Bernie Leadon
 Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now
 Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand
 Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now
 For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you
 Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men in the ragged clothes
The silver thorn, a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will
We’ve been through some things together
With trunks of memories still to come
We found things to do in stormy weather
Long may you run
Long may you run,
long may you run
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining in the sun
Long may you run
Well, it was back in Blind River in 1962
When I last saw you alive
But we missed that shift on the long decline
Long may you run
Maybe The Beach Boys have got you now
With those waves singing, “Caroline”
Rollin’ down that empty ocean road
Gettin’ to the surf on time
Long may you run, long may you run
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining in the sun
Long may you run
Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?
You been out ridin’ fences for so long now
Oh, you’re a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin’ you
Can hurt you somehow
Don’t you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She’ll beat you if she’s able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can’t get
Desperado, oh, you ain’t gettin’ no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they’re drivin’ you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that’s just some people talkin’
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
Don’t your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won’t snow and the sun won’t shine
It’s hard to tell the night time from the day
You’re losin’ all your highs and lows
Ain’t it funny how the feeling goes away?
Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin’, but there’s a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you, before it’s too late
Mother, Mother Ocean, I have heard you call
I wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
You seen it all, you seen it all
Watched the men who road you, switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasure , few have ever seen
Most of them dreams, most of them dreams
Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannon’s don’t thunder and there’s nothin’ to plunder
I’m a over forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
Yeah I done a bit of smugglin’, I’ve run my share of grass
an I made enough money to buy Miami but I pissed it away too fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last
I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I passed out and I rallied and I smoked a few reefs
But I got to stop wishin’ got to go fishin’ down to rock bottom again
With just a few friends, with just a few friends.
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I go for younger women, I lived with several awhile
Though I rattled away they’d come back one day
I can still manage to smile
It just takes a while, it just takes a while.
Mother mother Ocean after all the years I’ve found
My occupational hazard’s been
My occupation just not around
I feel like I drowned gonna head up town
Feel like I drown, gonna head up town.
Well good morning again don’t you know it’s all gonna end
And where will you and I be
Well I’m hoping I’m with a friend cause I hope to ascend
to ask all these questions . . . Amen
Like how come the stars or a night at the bar
can both make your eyeballs play tricks
On your head or instead I could ask to be led
to the task of just getting my fix
Yean my fix on the Lord and the path He restored
back when He descended to ask
Why we troubles believing that we’ll all soon be leaving
to be held all accountable when
So good morning again don’t you know it’s all gonna end
the sun and the moon and the stars
An if you’ve made your aamends and asked Him to be friends
then the answers shouldn’t leave any scars
Or like how come it hurts when someone deserts you
after you both said I DO
Or like how can we say that I love you today
and then tomorrow I ain’t even your friend
And like how come the seasons are alot like our reasons
cause we’ve each usually got 3 or 4
More reasons for believin’ that God was just teasing
when He said to our lives there’d be more
Yeah more if we believe in more than we see
and more if we believe we believe
And then more if we need but not more outta greed
cause that’s not what the word more is for
Well good morning again don’t you know it’s all gonna end
And where will you and I be
Well I’m hoping I’m with a friend cause I hope to ascend
to ask all these questions . . . Amen
Or like how bout this deal to most it seems quite unreal
to most it seems just to good to be true
That it’s simply there for the asking’ . . . this life everlasting
and that it might just include me and you
So good morning again don’t you know it’s all gonna end
the sun and the moon and the stars
An if you’ve made your aamends and asked Him to be friends
then the answers shouldn’t leave any scars
Well good morning again don’t you know it’s all gonna end
And where will you and I be
Well I’m hoping I’m with a friend cause I hope to ascend
to ask all these questions . . . Amen
Words & Music by: Johnny Derek
Somebody make . . .The clock stand still until I
I get what I came for . . . Until I found the one who’s . . . really to blame for
The Sun and Moon and the Stars above . . .The Sun and Moon and the Stars above
And all the Notions I had about Love
And somebody stop . . .The party’s winding down and I . . . I wanna get off
This song ain’t mindin’ how I might’a already lost . . . All the ones I truly Love . . .
All the ones I truly Love With all the Notions I had about Love.
So I promised a friend . . . I’d try to write these words . . .And then never again
I’d never be caught dead without a heart or head
To see the ones I truly Love
To see the ones I truly love
And NOT JUST THE MOON AND STARS ABOVE
Yeah not just the Moon and Stars above
Words & Music by: Johnny Derek
Well insult me with your silence
But leave your name and address too
Yeah insult me with your upper hand that handles what you do
Don’t you ever think of anyone the way you think of you
Well if I had almighty druthers I’d tell you what I’d do!!
Well I’d rather wipe a Grizzlies ass than look a little bit like you.
Yeah I’d rather suck on Chipmunk dung than try to sing a song that can’t be sung no matter what you do
And if I had almighty druthers I’d tell you if I knew,
If I knew a song that really sucked I’d sing that song for you!!
Well enlighten me with advice yeah enlighten me with sass!
Why don’t you write it down and roll it up and shove it in your . . . . . . . EAR!
Don’t you ever think about thinking and if you do don’t think of me
Cause if I had my way I’d write a song and this is what’d say
Well I’d rather lick a lion’s ass than be a little bit like you
Yeah I’d rather suck on baboon dung than try to sing a song that can’t be sung no matter what you do
And if I had almighty druthers I’d tell you if I knew,
If I knew a song that really sucked I’d sing that song for you!!
So shut your mouth, cause you’re boring me
And whoring out your intellect is self-abuse you see
Cause when you end a friend and then offend that friend for insecurities
Well then shut your mouth cause you’re boring me
And pretty much the same thing as I said in verses 2 and 3
And let me please reiterate a few chorus’s for free
Well I’d rather wipe a Grizzlies ass than look a little bit like you.
Yeah I’d rather suck on Chipmunk dung than try to sing a song that can’t be sung no matter what you do
And if I had almighty druthers I’d tell you if I knew,
If I knew a song that really sucked I’d sing that song for you!!
(Well it was) Jesus in the morning . . . and Jesus at night
(Yeah it was) Jesus in the morning . . . and Jesus at night
And it was holding on like eagles that kept a wrong from being right
Yeah it was early in the evening round about supper time
Yeah it was early in the evening round about supper time
And it was just me and my baby and a bottle of Schloss n Laderheim
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(Well it was) Jesus in the morning . . . and Jesus at night
(Yeah it was) Jesus in the morning . . . and Jesus at night
And it was holding on like eagles that kept a wrong from being right
Words & Music by: Johnny Derek
Enchanteé mon mon cherrie
‘At’s what they say in Ol’PariÃ
Enchanteé mon mon amour
The sounds of it says love to her
Enchanteé Mademoiselle
Je suis tu parlez en francais
But not too very well
Just enough to say I love you
An enfrancais just for a day
Just so I might say
Vous le vous couchet avec moi s’sois
With me and you and I’d agree
Enchanteé mon mon cherrie
At’s what they say in ol’PariÃ
Enchanteé mon mon amour
The sound of it says love to her
Enchanteé Mademoiselle
Je suis tu parlez enfrancais
But not too very well
Just enough to say I love you
Je’taime Amour . . . Je’taime amour . . . At’s what they say in Ol’PariÃ
Words & Music by:(Johnny) Derek Watson ©