Webb, Jimmy Filmography

• The Joy of Easy Listening (2011)
• The 45th Annual CMA Awards (2011)
• Who Is Harry Nilsson (And Why Is Everybody Talkin' About Him?) (2010)
• The Wrecking Crew (2008)
• Oklahoma Rising: The Centenial Anthem Premier (2007)
• Oklahoma Rising: The Centenial Anthem Premier (2007)
• CMT: The Greatest - Greatest City Songs (2005)
• An All-Star Tribute to Brian Wilson (2001)
• Clean and Narrow (1999)
• Songs in Shadow: The Making of Carly Simon's 'Film Noir' (1997)
• The Hanoi Hilton (1987)
• Headin' Home for the Holidays (1986)
• The Last Unicorn (1982)
• Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (1982)
• Voices (1979)
• The Naked Ape (1973)
• 'Doc' (1971)
• Liza (1970)

Webb, Jimmie Filmography

• The American Street Kid (2012)

Webb, Jimmy Filmography

• Sonny Liston vs. Roy Harris (1960)

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• All I Know - Jimmy Webb
• Adios - Jimmy Webb
• Wichita Lineman - Jimmy Webb
• Where The Universes Are - Jimmy Webb
• Galveston - Jimmy Webb
• What Does A Woman See In A Man - Jimmy Webb
• The Moon's A Harsh Mistress - Jimmy Webb
• The Last Unicorn - Jimmy Webb
• The Highwayman - Jimmy Webb
• That's All I've Got To Say - Jimmy Webb
• By The Time I Get To Phoenix - Jimmy Webb
• Sandy Cove - Jimmy Webb
• One Of The Nicer Things - Jimmy Webb
• Now That I'm A Woman - Jimmy Webb
• Met Her On A Plane - Jimmy Webb
• Man's Road - Jimmy Webb
• Macarthur Park - Jimmy Webb
• In The Sea - Jimmy Webb

I bruise you, you bruise me
We both bruise too easily, too easily to let it show
I love you and that's all I know .
All my plans have fallin' through,
All my plans depend on you, depend on you to help them
grow,
I love you and that's all I know.
When the singer's gone let the song go on...
But the ending always comes at last,
Endings always come too fast,
They come too fast but they past too slow,
I love you and that's all I know .
When the singer's gone let the song go on,
It's a fine line between the darkness and the dawn.
They say in the darkest night there's a light beyond
But the ending always comes at last,
Endings always come too fast,
They come too fast
But they past too slow,
I love you, and that's all I know.

Ran away from home when I was seventeen
To be with you
On the California coast
Drinking margaritas all night in the old cantina
Out on the California coast
Don't think that I'm ungrateful
And don't look so morose
Adios
Adios
We never really made it baby
But we came pretty close
Adios adios
Going up north where the hills are winter green
I have to leave you
On the California coast
Going where the water's clear and the air is cleaner
Than the California coast
Our dreams of endless summer
Were just too grandiose
Adios
Adios
And I miss the blood red sunset
But I miss you the most
Adios adios
Adios
Adios

I am a lineman for the county and I drive the main road
Searchin' in the sun for another overload
I hear you singin' in the wire, I can hear you through
the whine
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line
I know I need a small vacation but it don't look like
rain
And if it snows that stretch down south won't ever stand
the strain
And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all
time
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line
[Instrumental Interlude]
And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all
time
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line

There's a decade in an hour
Your whole life's in a single day
And you're reaching for the moments
As the seconds slip away
And I see you at a party
But I'm closer to the stars
And I'm closer to the teacups
Where the universes are
Where the universes are
Where the universes are
And I stumble to my car
Sweet Lord, I'm off to find another bar
I'm off to find another bar
And I'll miss you in the island
And I'll miss you at the fair
And I'll miss a lot of places
'Cause my love, you won't be there
And I don't know where I'm goin'
But I know I'm goin' far
If I see you out there someday, baby
Where the universes are
Where the universes are
Where the universes are
And I stumble to my car
Sweet Lord, I'm off to find another bar

GALVESTON
Galveston, oh Galveston
I still hear your sea winds blowing
I still see her dark eyes glowing
She was twenty-one
When I left Galveston
Galveston, oh Galveston
I still hear your sea waves crashing
While I watch the cannon flashing
And I clean my gun
And I dream of Galveston
I still see her standing by the water
Standing there, looking out to sea
And is she waiting there for me?
On the beach where we used to run
Galveston, oh Galveston
I am so afraid of dying
Before I dry the tears she's crying
Before I see your sea birds flying

He stinks to high heaven, half covered with hair
And grunts just like some old orang-utan
While she smells of clean skin and a trace of jasmine
And speaks like a first rate librarian
His stomach hangs out, there's a hump on his back
He eats like Conan the Barbarian
While she keeps herself trim, and her posture is prim
Her manners are quite cosmopolitan
He laughs like a donkey and farts in the bed
And flips cigarettes in the can
But she always acts nice, with no visible vice
Tell me, what does a woman see in a man?
He hangs out in bars and he tells stupid jokes
And seems to think he's a comedian
But she's clever, polite, stays sober all night
And sips on her one Presbyterian
He drives a gas hog like Attila the Hun
And woe to the luckless pedestrian
While she prefers bikes and bird-watching hikes
And sailing and riding equestrian
He has a name like Duane or Leroy
Hers is Vanessa or Anne
Hers sounds like a song
But Duane is all wrong
Tell me, what does a woman see in a man?
(BRIDGE)
Doesn't she know that she's unique
Doesn't she know that he's just a freak -- of nature
Overbearing, insecure, wanting love but so unsure
Loving her because she's pure
And yet, dreaming of orgies in Vegas or Cannes
He preens and strikes poses Olympian
While she shoulders the cross
And lets him play boss
His nurse and long-suffering Samaritan
He brags about knocking the world on its ass
But oh, when the shit hits the fan
She'll bail him out, she's the one with the clout
Only she knows how humankind ever began
What does a woman see in a man?

See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
Once the sun did shine
Lord, it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Through the mountains and the pines
And then the darkness fell
And the moon's a harsh mistress
It's so hard to love her well
I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart
I fell down on my face
Yes, I did, and I -- I tripped and I missed my star
God, I fell and I fell alone, I fell alone
And the moon's a harsh mistress
And the sky is made of stone
The moon's a harsh mistress

When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling
mountain
And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the forest though she may be old and
worn
They will stare unbelieving at the last unicorn
When the first breath of winter through the flowers is
icing
And you look to the north and a pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world
to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter of the last unicorn
Im alive, Im alive
When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning
And the future has passed without even a last desperate
warning
Then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is
torn
Look and see her how she sparkles, its the last unicorn

THE HIGHWAYMAN
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his life blood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of '25
But I am still alive
I was a sailor
I was born upon the tide
And with the sea I did abide
I sailed a schooner 'round the horn to Mexico
I went aloft to furl the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still
I was a dam builder
Across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around..
I'll always be around, and around, and around, and around, and around..
I'll fly a starship
Across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll be back again

Lir: I've had time to write a book
About the way you act and look
But I haven't got a paragraph
Words are always getting in my way
Anyway, I love you
That's all I have to tell you
That's all I've got to say
And now, I'd like to make a speech
About the love that touches each
But stumbling, I would make you laugh
I feel as though my tongue were made of clay
Anyway, I love you
That's all I have to tell you
I'm not a man of poetry
Music isn't one with me
It runs from me
It runs from me
(Duet)
Lir: And I tried to write a symphony
Amalthea: Once when I was searching
Lir: But I lost the melody
Amalthea: Somewhere out of reach
Lir: Alas I only finished half
Amalthea: Far away
Lir: And finish I suppose I never may
Amalthea: In a place I could not find
Lir: Anyway, I love you
Amalthea: Or heart obey
Lir: That's all I have to tell you
Amalthea: Now that I'm a woman
Lir: That's all I've got to say
Amalthea: Now I know the way
Lir: That's all I've got to say
Amalthea: Now I know the way

By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be risin'.
She'll find the note I left hangin' on her door.
She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm
leavin',
'cause I've left that girl so many time before.
By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be workin'.
She'll prob'ly stop at lunch and give me a call.
But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringin',
off the wall, that's all.
By the time I make Oklahoma she'll be sleepin',
She'll turn softly and call my name out low.
And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her,
'tho' time and time I've tried to tell her so.

Out by Sandy Cove
I thought about my Life
A lot about my children
And a lot about my wife
I’m on my Mom’s old accordion( ??)
And all the other things I’ve lost
Like grandpa’s ship in a bottle
And I wondered what it would costs
Cause I would pay a sultan's ransom
If only I could place
The ship back in the bottle
Or see my mother's face
Out by Sandy Cove
I started on a song
I knew I’d never finish
Cause nobody lives that long
So many things unfinished
Before they are begun
Like grandpa’s ship in a bottle
We’ll sail out to oblivion
And where does all the love we lose go
It seems like such a crime
It’s like grandpa’s ship in a bottle
It disappears in time
If I could do no work
There’d be some changes made
I’d paint with vibrant colors
I’d stay out of the shade
I’d make everybody happy
With the lessons I have learned
I might not have found the joy in life
But I’d leave not stone unturned
I’d leave not stone unturned
Out by Sandy Cove
Just a mile beyond the strand
There stands an ancient tower
On a rocky point of land
I feel just like that tower
Like nothing lives inside of me
And I don’t know why I’m empty
Or why I’m standing by this sea
But I got cracks in all my mortar
I got holes in all my bricks
And it’s like grandpa’s ship in a bottle
It’s something I can’t fix
All my fancy tricks

She was far more beautiful than I,
and so I didn’t want to try.
She was so unafraid.
I was so shy.
She left me trying desperately to think of
one of the nicer things
about my life, about me.
She took time to talk to me. When she knew
I didn’t know what to say,
She made me say it anyway
and made me close my eyes
So I could see
one of the nicer things
about my life, about me.
It’s not that I’m so hurt
that she is gone,
It’s just that I’m not sure
she was really here.
She was very fond of me. She loved me
as she loved all things that drifted near.
She tried to tell me.
I didn’t hear.
And I suppose that’s why she’ll always be
one of the nicer things

Once, I can't remember
I was, long ago, someone strange
I was innocent and wise
And full of pain
Now that I'm a woman
Everything is strange
Once, when I was searching
Somewhere out of reach
Far away
In a place I could not find
Or heart obey
Now that I'm a woman
Everything is changed
Everything is changed

MET HER ON A PLANE
I met her on a plane
I had forgotten I was made of glass
I watched the cars and crows and cities pass
You know, I watched the sun till I was blind
I tried to drive her from my mind
But I kept seeing her and I
Disappearing in the scenery
I was humming, humming inside
Mmm mmm humming, I was humming inside
She told me of her pain
She did not know that I was hearing her
She did not know that I was nearing her
You know the sun it did remain
And from the glaciers to the plain
Her eyes burned bluer than the skies
That still exist over Nevada
I was humming, humming inside

Horizon rising up to meet the purple dawn
Dust demon screaming, bring an eagle to lead me on
For in my heart I carry such a heavy load
Here I am on Man's road, walking Man's road, walking
Man's road
I'm hungry, weary, but I cannot lay me down
The rain comes, dreary, but there's no shelter I have
found
It will be a long time till I find my abode
Here I am on Man's road, walking Man's road
Moon rising, disguising lonely streets in gay displays
The stars fade, the night shade falls and makes the world
afraid
It waits in silence for the sky to explode
Here I am on Man's road, walking Man's road, walking
Man's road
Walking Man's road, walking Man's road, walking Man's

Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers by the trees
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
[break]
There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one
I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
And wondering why
[extended break]
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
Oh, no
No, no

In the sea
The fish have learned to fly
On a moonlit night
On wings of silver
As the enchanted stars
Sail serenely by
Do they know
Where do unicorns go
Where winged horses fly?
Narwales lost at sea
And never seen again
Go,go and ask the magpie
Where do unicorns go?
In the trees
The birds have learned to speak
Gaily colored
They keep their secrets
In a parade of clouds
Playing hide and seek
Do they know where do unicorns go,
Where winged horses fly?
Narwhales lost at sea
And never seen again
Does myth and mystery lie

Famous quotes by Jimmy Webb:

"The people who are making money are the ones who are writing and singing their own songs."

"You reach a certain point in your life where they things you do and say do make a difference."

"I got three other guys to play with me, got on a bus, and started playing folk clubs and dives. A lot of times the reception was semi-hostile, like 'What are you doing here? You're rich, and you're probably a Republican as well!'"

"I say in my book that a lot of the music our forebears created was written for rich, snotty, snobby people who had enough money to buy theatre tickets. There was a great deal of trivia, a shallow quality to things ... ... You know, that 'I've got rhythm, I've got ...', there's something about it that's not very serious, and at least popular music during our generation began crossing over into an area where it was saying something about the conditions that prevailed."

"I think the individual writers are out there punching away but the market is not there. The Top 40 as we knew it was a kind of open forum where people could come and sing their songs and that's not there any more."

"I started out quite instinctively, mainly imitating songs that I heard on the radio and then the follow-up six or so months later. It was really quite an education to hear another song crafted pretty much in the same vein, to appeal to the same audience, creating hits for that same artist, ... That was an important tool to compare one's work to that. It was a yardstick by which I used to judge my work."

"I don't know whether I would or whether I could,"

"We are trying to describe the indescribable. It's impossible, but I'm going to try it anyway, and take what you can from it."

"The creative processes are so mysterious."

"We as songwriters are in the same position as a professional fisherman. Our fishing grounds are kind of fished out."