This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Windsong album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album.
Sing songs of the sunrise into the night
The stars as your timepiece, make it all right
Make friends with the darkness, talk to the moon
And when the light lifts, you can let out a tune
I¡¯ve been to the mountains, climbed through the sky
Shouldered their whiteness, watched their gold fly
Shared in their treasures, shook at their might
Spoke softly of wonders, Cowboy¡¯s Delight
Sing songs of the sunrise into the night
A song of the mountain, Cowboy¡¯s Delight
The stars as your timepiece will make it all right
Sing songs of the mountains, Cowboy¡¯s Delight
By Bob Carpenter and David Holster
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
Last night while I was out drinking
Trying to have a good time
The lady with whom I was speaking
Thought I was feeding her some old line
When I spoke of a cold winter’s morning
A duck blind and a river of gray
The sound of the snow softly falling
When I thought I heard somebody say
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
I could tell by the gaze of my comrades
That I was the one who had spoke
Their eyes held a message of patience
The thrill of the hunt and of hope
But when I spoke again how they listened
For the wisdom of what I might say
If the good Lord had meant us to shoot one
He’d surely send more ducks our way
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
Well the lady with whom I was speaking
She laughed lightly and she wandered away
My heart, like the snow in my story
Fell silent, I’d hoped she would stay
It’s so nice to talk to somebody
To find someone who’s willing to share
I know that this life is worth living
But sometimes it just isn’t fair
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
I’ve been out on this highway now
Five days in a row
My words all run together
My feet are movin’ slow
I’ve got to stop and eat
While it’s still light
There’s a local angel sitting on my right
Do you believe in love at first sight
Baby, you look good to me tonight
I’m ordinarily very shy
And I’d be polite if I had time
Baby, you look good to me tonight
Tomorrow, I’ll be good and gone
Please don’t make me wait that long
Baby, you look good to me tonight
There’s lonely hearts in Arkansas
There’s truckers in Des Moines
All there to keep me company in the early morn
A world unknown to daytime
Is forever going on
The airwaves of the nation
Between midnight and the dawn
Late night radio
Take it everywhere I go
My best friend when I’m lonely
Is my late night radio
Well I turn the dial
A little bit past one-o-one point two
In time to catch the news
And see who’s shooting who
Then I hunt around for old songs
They’re so good to hear again
To think of how it was
Imagine how it might have been
Late night radio
Take it everywhere I go
My best friend when I’m lonely
Is my late night radio
La La La I sing along
‘Cause I never know the words
La La La La La La La La
I’d love to call a talk show
But I haven’t got the nerve
La La La Oh Oh Oh radio
The Lord is still my shepherd
But these preachers got to go
This time of night my interest
Lies in U.F.O.’s
So I turn the dial a little
Past fifty-six point three
To find myself a lullaby
To rock me off to sleep
Late night radio
Take it everywhere I go
My best friend when I’m lonely
Is my late night radio
Late night radio
Take it everywhere I go
My best friend when I’m lonely
Whose garden was this?
It must have been lovely.
Did it have flowers?
I've seen pictures of flowers,
But I'd love to have smelled one.
Tell me again I need to know
Forests had trees, meadows were green,
oceans were blue, and birds really flew.
Can you swear that it's true?
Whose gray sky was this?
Or was it a blue one?
Did it have breezes?
I've heard records of breezes,
But I'd love to have felt one.
Tell me again I need to know
Forests had trees, meadows were green,
oceans were blue, and birds really flew.
Can you swear that it's true?
Whose river was this?
You say it ran freely.
Blue was its color.
I've seen blue in some pictures,
But I'd love to have been there.
Tell me again I need to know.
Tell me again I need to know.
Tell me again I need to know.
This song was first released on the Spirit album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Born in the month of June
No silver spoon to help you out
Your Mother had you naturally
Naturally¡¯s the way you came out
You know your your own mind
And you show it to me
Give me the high sign
When you want to be free
And open up my eyes
To the wonders that you see
See the airplane fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
And don¡¯t you have a worry in the world
For the love that¡¯s been given you
Is the one thing time can¡¯t erase
And evryday it¡¯s growin¡¯
Like the knowin¡¯ smile upon your face
You¡¯re startin¡¯ out strong
You get a kick out of life
You like to sing songs
Be in the spotlight
And when everybody¡¯s watchin¡¯ you
You shine so bright
See the airplane fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
And don¡¯t you have a worry in the world
You know your your own mind
And you show it to me
Give me the high sign
When you want to be free
And open up my eyes
To the wonders that you see
See the airplane fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
And don¡¯t you have a worry in the world
Words and Music by Jack Williams
Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye
Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
Ah, look at all the lonely people!
Ah, look at all the lonely people!
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church
Where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing a face
That she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie, writing the words of a sermon
That no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night
When there's nobody there, what does he care?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people!
Ah, look at all the lonely people!
Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried
Along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands
As he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
Down, down, down deeper into love
All around, I can feel your love
All my life I’ve been dreaming
Night into morning
Till you opened my eyes
Love, love, love such a mystery
Golden light shining down on me
Soft and warm as the warming
But I never saw it
Till you opened my eyes
Floating in circles, I’m flying
It feels so good that I’m crying
Down, down, down deep inside of me
Love sweet love’s all that I can see
Golden light keeps on shining
If our lives could lie before us
Like a straight and narrow highway
So that we could see forever
Long before we took the ride
We would never look to heaven
Make a wish or climb a mountain
'Cause we'd always know the answer
To what's on the other side
But life ain't no easy freeway
Just some gravel on the ground
You pay for every mile you go
And you spread some dust around
But we all have destinations
And the dust will settle down
This life ain't no easy freeway
Just some gravel on the ground
So let's walk the road together
Who knows what we'll find tomorrow
Maybe good times, maybe sorrow
Will be waitin' 'round the bend
Given time two hearts discover
What they're feelin' for each other
At the best we'll end up lovers
At the least we'll make a friend
But life ain't no easy freeway
Just some gravel on the ground
You pay for every mile you go
And you spread some dust around
But we all have destinations
And the dust will settle down
This life ain't no easy freeway
My way was the hard way
Didn’t know it at the time
I could’ve made it by now
But I ’as too busy tryin’
Your way was too easy
Thank God you came along
You took me to a special place
Where nothing can go wrong
Easy, on easy street
You’re the one who gave me love
That made my love complete
Easy, on easy street
The dream I pictured in my mind
Could never be this sweet
Everything I’ll ever need
Is here with you on easy street
I know you’re up to something
What’s on your little heart
It really doesn’t matter, ’cause
I know I’ll love my part
Easy, on easy street
You’re the one who gave me love
That made my love complete
Easy, on easy street
The dream I pictured in my mind
Could never be this sweet
Everything I’ll ever need
Is here with you on easy street
Is here with you on easy street
The dream I pictured in my mind
Could never be this sweet
Everything I’ll ever need
Because he called the forest brother
Because he called the earth his mother
They drove him out into the rain
Some people even said the boy from the country was insane
Because he spoke with fish in the creek
He tried to tell us that the animals could speak
Who knows, perhaps they do
How do you know they don’t
Just because they’ve never spoken to you
Boy from the country, he left his home when he was young
Boy from the country, he loves the sun
He tried to tell us that we should love the land
We turned our heads and laughed
And we did not understand
Sometimes I think that the boy from the country
Is the only one who sees
Because the boy from the country
Doesn’t want to see the forest for the trees
Boy from the country, he left his home when he was young
This medley was first released on the Rocky Mountain High album. It is the only album it has been released on. Summer also appears on the An Evening With album.
Summer
Silently the morning mist is lying on the water
Captive moonlight waiting for the dawn
Softly like a baby¡¯s breath a breeze begins to whisper
The sun is coming, quick you must be gone
Smiling like a superstar the morning comes in singing
The promise of another sunny day
And all the flowers open up to gather in the sunshine
I do believe that summer¡¯s here to stay
And oh I love the life within me
I feel part of everything I see
And oh I love the life around me
A part of everything is here in me
Riding on the tapestry of all there is to see
So many ways and oh so many things
Rejoicing in the differences, ther¡¯s no one just like me
Yet as different as we are we¡¯re still the same
And oh I love the life within me
I feel part of everything I see
And oh I love the life around me
A part of everything is here in me
Fall
Reflections on the water like shadows in my mind
Speak to me of passing days and nights and passing time
The falling leaves are whispering winter¡¯s on it¡¯s way
I close my eyes remembering the warmth of yesterday
It seems a shame to see September swallowed by the winter
And more than that it¡¯s oh so sad to see the summer end
And though the changing colors are a lovely thing to see
If it were mine to make the change I¡¯d let it be
But I don¡¯t remember hearing anybody asking me
Winter
It¡¯s cold and it¡¯s getting colder
It¡¯s gray and white and winter all around
And oh I must be getting older
All this snow is trying to get me down
There¡¯s a fire in the corner slowly dyin¡¯
Sometimes I just don¡¯t feel like goin¡¯ on
And yet I know it¡¯s more than worth the waiting
For another chance to see the summer sun
Come on, shine on me!
Late Winter, Early Spring
(When Everybody Goes to Mexico)
(Instrumental only)
Spring
Open up your eyes and see a brand new day
A clear blue sky and brightly shining sun
Open up your ears and hear the breezes say
Everything that¡¯s cold and gray has gone
Open up your hands and feel the rain come down
Taste the wind and smell the flowers¡¯ sweet perfume
Open up your mind and let the light come in
The earth has been reborn and life goes on
Do you care what¡¯s happening around you
Do your senses know the changes when they come
Can you see yourself reflected in the seasons
Can you understand the need to carry on
Riding on the tapestry of all there is to see
So many ways and oh so many things
Rejoicing in the differences, there¡¯s no one just like me
Yet as different as we are we¡¯re still the same
And oh I love the life within me
I feel a part of everything I see
And oh I love the life within me
A part of everything is here in me
A part of everything is here in me
A part of everything is here in me
Words and music by John Denver, Mike Taylor and Dick Kniss
This song appears on five albums, and was first released on The Flower That Shattered the Stone album. It has also appeared on the Stonehaven Sunrise, A Portrait and The John Denver Collection - Take Me Home, Country Roads albums. A live version also appears on The Wildlife Concert album.
Horses are creatures who worship the earth
As they gallop on feet of ivory
Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth
The horses still run, they are free
My body is merely the shell of my soul
But the flesh must be given its due
Like a pony that carries its rider back home
Like an old friend that¡¯s tried and been true
I had a vision of eagles and horses
High on a ridge in a race with the wind
Going higher and higher and faster and faster
On eagles and horses I¡¯m flying again
Eagles inhabit the heavenly heights
They know neither limit nor bound
They¡¯re the guardian angels of darkness and light
They see all and hear every sound
My spirit will never be broken or caught
For the soul is a free-flowing thing
Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought
To rise up on glorious wings
I had a vision of eagles and horses
High on a ridge in a race with the wind
Going higher and higher and faster and faster
On eagles and horses I¡¯m flying again
My body is merely the shell of my soul
But the flesh must be given its due
Like a pony that carries its master back home
Like an old that¡¯s tried and been true
My spirit will never be broken or caught
For the soul is a free-flowing thing
Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought
To rise up on glorious wings
I had a vision of eagles and horses
High on a ridge in a race with the wind
Going higher and higher and faster and faster
On eagles and horses I¡¯m flying again
Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Rocky Mountain High album, and has also been released on the An Evening With John Denver album as a live version.
Born a poor young country boy
Mother Nature¡¯s Son
All day long I¡¯m sitting singing songs for everyone
Sit beside a mountain stream
See her waters rise
Listen to the sound of pretty music as she flies
Find me in my field of grass
Mother nature¡¯s son
Swaying Daisies sing a lazy song beneath the sun
Words and music by John Lennon and Paul McCartney
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Rocky Mountain Christmas album, and has also been released on the Christmas. Like A Lullaby album.
All through the year
We¡¯ve waited
Waited through spring and fall
To hear silver bells ringing
See winter time bringing
The happies season of all
Chestnuts roasting on a open fire
Jackfrost nippin¡¯ at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey, and some mistleoe
Will help o make he season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa¡¯s on his way
He¡¯s loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother¡¯s child is going to spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so I¡¯m offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it¡¯s been said, many times
Many ways
Merry Christmas, to you
They know that Santa¡¯s on his way
He¡¯s loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother¡¯s child is going to spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so I¡¯m offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it¡¯s been said, many times
Many ways
Merry Christmas, to you
Words and music by Mel Torme and Robert Wells
The season is upon us now
A time for gifts and giving
And as the year draws to its close
I think about my living
The Christmastime when I was young
The magic and the wonder
But colors dull and candles dim
And dark my standing under
Oh little angel, shining light
You’ve set my soul to dreaming
You’ve given back my joy in life
You' ve filled me with new meaning
A savior king was born that day
A baby just like you
And as the Magi came with gifts
I’ve come with my gift too
That peace on earth fills up your time
That brotherhood surrounds you
That you may know the warmth of love
And wrap it all around you
It’s just a wish, a dream I’m told
From days when I was young
Merry Christmas little Zachary
This song was first released on the One World Album. It is the only album it has been released on.
For all the times that you¡¯ve wondered why
The world turned out this way
And all of the times that you¡¯ve asked yourself
About the games that people play
About the politics of hunger
And the politics of need
How the politics of power
Seem to be the politics of greed
For all of the times that you¡¯ve struggled in an effort
To work your way back upstream
And all of the times you¡¯ve held on to it
When most of us had lost the dream
And for all of the ones who have walked with you
By your side or way back home
Maybe much more than any of us
You know that no one is really alone
Because the heart is still a hunter
It¡¯s like a beacon in the night
And though the heart is just a lover
It¡¯s never afraid to fight
We are fighting for more than survival
We are working for more than peace
We are giving ourselves to each other
Making sure all injustice is will someday cease
You can take a look around you
And you can see how far we¡¯ve come
All the separate parts
All the hundreds of hearts
That are beating together as one
It¡¯s a possibility
For many tomorrows
It¡¯s a possibility
Of a world to be made for everyone
It¡¯s a possibility
No more suffering and sorrow
It¡¯s a possibility
It¡¯s in everyone
It¡¯s a possibility
For many tomorrows
It¡¯s a possibility
Of a world to be made for everyone
It¡¯s a possibility
No more suffering and no more sorrow
It¡¯s a possibility
It¡¯s in everyone
Words and music by John Denver
Pulled out of Linden, Texas
Two days and nights ago
I’ve been livin’ on pills and burgies
Till the whites of my eyes don’t show
Southbound headlights are makin’ me blind
I’m too damn tired to blink
My toes are numb and my brains gone dumb
And I can just barely think
Sweet Melinda, my wife
The lonesome moan of this eighteen wheeler
Cuts through me like a knife
’Cept for you, sweet Melinda, my wife
I been ridin’ on empty
Most all of my life
Two more hours of daylight
It’s startin’ to rain again
A sign up ahead says “Welcome to Paradise
Population Ten”
Well me and this truck and that old white line
Stumblin’ on and on
Like three old drinkin’ buddies
Life is so good
Life is so good these days
Life is so good these days
Life is so good
Life is so good
Life is so good these days
Life is so good these days
I wish I could have been there on the highway
When the people came from miles around to see
The children of the flowers come together
I wish I could have been there in the sunshine
With the sound of lovely laughter in the air
And the music makers first began to play
To hear them play
And I wish I could have been there in the rain
When the clouds were full of castles in the sky
And I wish I could have heard the people sing
As the rhytmn and the words came floating by
I wish I could have been there in the starlight
When the country side was trying once again
And the music and the makers the poets and the singers
Yesterday I had a dream about dying
About laying to rest and then flying
How the moment at hand is the only thing
We really own
And I lay in my bed and I wonder
After all has been said and is done for
Why is it thus we are here
And so soon we are gone
Is this life just a path to the place
That we all have come from
Does the heart know the way
And if not, can it ever be found
In a smile or a tear or a prayer
Or a sigh or a song
And if so, then I sing for my father
And in truth you must know I would rather
He were here by my side
We could fly on the wings of a dream
To a place where the spirit would find us
And the joy and surrender would bind us
We are one anyway
Anyway we are more than we seem
There are those who will lead us
Protect us each step of the way
From beginning to end
For each moment forever each day
Such a gift has been given
It can never be taken away
(Instrumental)
Though the body in passing must leave us
There is one who remains to receive us
There are those in this life
Who are friends from our heavenly home
So I listen to the voices inside me
For I know they are there just to guide me
And my faith will proclaim it is so
We are never alone
From the life to the light
From the dark of the night to the dawn
He is so in my heart
He is here he could never be gone
Though the singer is silent
There still is the truth of the song
In the song
Yesterday I had a dream about dying
About laying to rest and then flying
How the moment at hand is the only thing
We really own
And I lay in my bed and I wonder
After all has been said and is done for
Why is it thus we are here
And so soon we are gone
Oh, why is it thus we are here
Everybody’s got the dancin’ fever
Everbody’d love to rock and roll
Play it loud and baby play it better
Funky music gotta stretch your soul
Just relax and let the rhythm take you
Don’t you be afraid to lose control
If your heart has found some empty spaces
Dancin’s just a thing to make you whole
I am one who dances with the mountains
I am one who dances with the wind
I am one who dances on the ocean
My partner’s more than pieces more than friends
Were you there the night they lost the lightning
Were you there the day the earth stood still
Did you see the famous and the fighting
Did you hear the prophet tell his tale
We are one when dancing with the mountains
We are one when singing in the wind
We are one when thinking of each other
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Farewell Andromeda album, and has also been released on the Rocky Mountain Christmas and Country Classics albums.
Please Daddy, don¡¯t get drunk this Christmas
I don¡¯t wanna see my Mumma cry
Please Daddy, don¡¯t get drunk this Christmas
I don¡¯t wanna see my Mumma cry
Just last year when I was only seven
And now I¡¯m almost eight as you can see
You came home at a quarter past eleven
Fell down underneath our Christmas tree
Please Daddy, don¡¯t get drunk this Christmas
I don¡¯t wanna see my Mumma cry
Please Daddy, don¡¯t get drunk this Christmas
I don¡¯t wanna see my Mumma cry
Mumma smiled and looked outside the window
She told me son, you better go upstairs
Then you laughed and hollered Merry Christmas
I turned around and saw my Mumma¡¯s tears
Please Daddy, don¡¯t get drunk this Christmas
I don¡¯t wanna see my Mumma cry
Please Daddy, don¡¯t get drunk this Christmas
I don¡¯t wanna see my Mumma cry
No, I don¡¯t wanna see my Mumma cry
Words and music by Bill Danoff and Taffy Nivert
I am an old woman
Named after my mother
My old man is another
Child's that's grown old
If dreams were lightning
And thunder were desire
This house would have burned down
A long time ago
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster from an old rodeo
Just give me one thing to hold on to
To believe in this living is a hard way to go
When I was a young girl
I had me a cowboy
He weren't much to look at
Just a free ramblin' man
But that was a long time
And no matter how I try
The years just flow by
Like a broken down dam
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster from an old rodeo
Just give me one thing to hold on to
To believe in this living is a hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen
I can hear 'em buzzin'
And I ain't done nothin'
Since I woke up today
How the hell can a person
Go to work in the mornin'
Come home in the evenin'
And have nothing to say
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster from an old rodeo
Just give me one thing to hold on to
To believe in this living is a hard way to go
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the An Evening With John Denver Album, and has also been released on the Country Classics - The Very Best of John Denver Album. It has not been released as a studio track. It also appears on some of the variations of The Evening With John Denver Album.
I¡¯m bringin¡¯ me home to you
It¡¯s all that I have to give
My life, my love, my everything
It¡¯s you I choose to be with
Had a wonderful time in the city
I smile when I recall
The space, the songs, the company
I really had a ball
It¡¯s a funny set of circumstances
Is me out on the road alone
With the moon lookin¡¯ over my shoulder
I¡¯m findin¡¯ my way back home
I¡¯m bringin¡¯ me home to you
It¡¯s all that I have to give
My life, my love, my everything
It¡¯s you I choose to be with
Ridin¡¯ high in the Rocky Mountains
It¡¯s a quiet and peaceful time
I¡¯d swear the stars are smilin¡¯
Like they know what¡¯s on my mind
You see on any such an occasion
My thoughts will turn to you
The time I spend all by myself
I mostly spend with you
La la la.......
I¡¯m bringin¡¯ me home to you
It¡¯s all that I have to give
My life, my love, my everything
It¡¯s you I choose to be with
When I laid down beside you
And all the love that you showed
I want to live my life with you
It¡¯s all the dreams that I know
Bringin¡¯ me home to you
It¡¯s all that I have to give
My life, my love, my everything
It¡¯s you I choose to be with
It¡¯s you I choose to be with
It¡¯s you I want to live with
La la la.......
Words and music by John Denver
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album, and has also been released on the Reflections and The Country Roads Collection Albums.
Born on a quiet morning
Just a dream in someone¡¯s eyes
A dream that¡¯s like a promise meant to be
Giving rise to speculation
On a place called paradise
If I¡¯ve ever been there
It¡¯s when you were with me
You¡¯re so beautiful
I can¡¯t believe your eyes
Each time I see you again
You¡¯re so beautiful
That I¡¯m in paradise
Each time I see you again
I remember some hidden valley
Where the skies are never still
And alpine meadows burn in the evening light
I remember the path to glory
And the way around the hill
I remember true love¡¯s eyes
Shining in the night
You¡¯re so beautiful
I can¡¯t believe your eyes
Each time I see you again
You¡¯re so beautiful
That I¡¯m in paradise
Each time I see you again
And if paradise is everything you see
Then the place you must be coming from
Is ecstasy
You¡¯re so beautiful
I can¡¯t believe your eyes
Each time I see you again
You¡¯re so beautiful
That I¡¯m in paradise
Each time I see you again
Just want to see you again
I want to be with you again
I just need to love you again
Just wanna touch you again
I just need to love you again
I want to be with you again
Words and music by John Denver
This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album. It has also been released on the Country Classics, Reflections and The Country Roads Collection Albums.
You know sometimes I can¡¯t get to sleep at night
I can¡¯t quiet my heart or my mind
I toss and turn, I ache and burn
I get caught in the passing of time
It¡¯s like too many miles, too many heartaches
Too much that needs to be done
Yes and too many sidewalks, too many people
Too many hours done
What¡¯s on your mind
What¡¯s on my mind
Is really quite the same
I¡¯ve been working so hard
And I¡¯m ready to play
I know just the right game
What¡¯s on your mind
Is what¡¯s on my mind
That¡¯s the way it¡¯s gonna be
I¡¯m gonna find me a place I can hide
I want you right next to me
On I¡¯ve never seen a more beautiful day
It¡¯s my favorite time of year
The colors are changing, she¡¯s rearranging
And I¡¯m so glad to be here
I¡¯ve been up and around, I¡¯ve been lost, I¡¯ve been found
I¡¯ve seen love face to face in my dreams
And the things that I know and the things that I show
Are not always just what they seem
What¡¯s on your mind
Is what¡¯s on my mind
It¡¯s just that way
It¡¯s like catching a ride
On a beautiful river
Let it carry us all away
What¡¯s on your mind
And what¡¯s on my mind
Is really nothing new
I want to get you alone
I want to make you my own
Baby, I want to make love with you
What¡¯s on your mind
And what¡¯s on my mind
Is really quite the same
I¡¯ve been working so hard
And I¡¯m ready to play
Baby, I know just the right game
What¡¯s on your mind
And what¡¯s on my mind
Is really nothing new
I want to get you alone
I want to make you my own
Baby, I want to make love with you
Words and music by John Denver
A country dance was being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an “Oh, beg your pardon”
Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams
All around a pug-nosed dream
The music started and was I the perplexed one
I held my breath and said “May I have the next one”
In my frightrnrd arms, polka dots and moonbeams
Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream
There were questions in the eyes of other dancers
As we floated over the floor
There were questions but my heart knew all the answers
And perhaps a few things more
Now in a cottage made of lilacs and laughter
I know the meaning of the words “ever after”
And I’ll always see polka dots and moonbeams
This song was first released on the Dreamland Express album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Another day is over and I'm on my way home
Knowing you'll be waiting is all I need to know
'Cause I'm in the mood to be desired
Wrap your arms around me
I'm in the mood
Let's build a fire
Till the embers retire, we'll be
Lost, in a world of ecstacy
Forget about my troubles
Forget about my woes
You're the one who comforts me
Whenever I feel low
'Cause I'm in the mood to be desired
Wrap your arms around me
I'm in the mood
Let's build a fire
Till the embers retire, we'll be
Lost, in a world of ecstacy
You're everything I could imagine
Fillin' me up with such passion
Eternity is not long enough for you and me
'Cause I'm in the mood to be desired
Wrap your arms around me
I'm in the mood
Let's build a fire
Till the embers retire, we'll be
Lost, in a world of ecstacy
Words and Music by Andre Martel and Katrina Walker
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the It¡¯s About Time album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album.
There¡¯s a full moon over India and Gandhi lives again
Who¡¯s to say you have to lose for someone else to win
In the eyes of all the people the look is much the same
For the first is just the last one when you play a deadly game
It¡¯s about time we realize it we¡¯re all in this together
It¡¯s about time we find out it¡¯s all of us or none
It¡¯s about time we recognize it these changes in the weather
It¡¯s about time, it¡¯s about changes and it¡¯s about time
There¡¯s a light in the Vatican window for all the world to see
And a voice cries in the wilderness and sometimes he speaks for me
I suppose I love him most of all when he kneels to kiss the land
With his lips upon our Mother¡¯s breast he makes his strongest stand
It¡¯s about time we start to see it the Earth is our only home
It¡¯s about time we start to face it we can¡¯t make it here all alone
It¡¯s about time we start to listen to the voices in the wind
It¡¯s about time, it¡¯s about changes and it¡¯s about time
There¡¯s a man who is my brother, I just don¡¯t know his name
But I know his home and family because I know we feel the same
And it hurts me when he¡¯s hungry and when his children cry
I too am a father and that little one is mine
It¡¯s about time we begin to turn the world around
It¡¯s about time we start to make it the dream we¡¯ve always known
It¡¯s about time we start to live the family of man
It¡¯s about time, it¡¯s about changes and it¡¯s about time
It¡¯s about peace and it¡¯s about plenty and it¡¯s about time
It¡¯s about you and me together and it¡¯s about time
Words by John Denver, music by John Denver and Glen D Hardin
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the One World Album. It has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album.
Funny thing about this little heart of mine
All the ways that it can say
(I love you)
Longer than forever
Till the end of time
No matter baby come what may
(I love you)
Look at me now sittin¡¯ all by myself
Face another sleepless night all alone
All I look forward to is lying here living this song
I can¡¯t escape thinking every day about you
Can¡¯t escape wishing dear you were still mine
Can¡¯t escape thinking maybe I still love you
Can¡¯t escape caring for you all of the time
Listen to the music on the radio
Top forty hits of yesterday
(I love you)
Leavin¡¯ on a Jet Plane
Blowin¡¯ in the Wind
The Silly Games that People Play
(I love you)
Each of them carries your memory still
I can still see that look in your eyes
The one that preceded your kisses and followed your sighs
I can¡¯t escape thinking every day about you
Can¡¯t escape wishing dear you were still mine
Can¡¯t escape thinking maybe I still love you
Can¡¯t escape caring for you all of the time
Every rain in the morning reminds me of you
Every night when it¡¯s cold outside
Every time that I ache inside
(I love you)
(I love you)
Sometimes I wish it was ten years ago
We were starting all over again
Yet the way that I feel is much more than just remembering when
I can¡¯t escape thinking every day about you
Can¡¯t escape wishing dear you were still mine
Can¡¯t escape thinking maybe I still love you
Can¡¯t escape caring for you all of the time
All of the time
All of the time
Words and music by John Denver
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Dreamland Express album, and has also been released on the The Country Roads Collection album.
There¡¯s a tenderness that I feel, it¡¯s very real you see
I can feel your body stir so deep within
Let it be an out of love tonight completely
And let me ask of you one thing
Don¡¯t close your eyes tonight
Just look at me and see how many times I cried for you
Don¡¯t close your eyes tonight
Let it be me, not just a fantasy
Let it be me tonight
Well you can lie so close to someone and still feel alone
And though I heard you say you loved me so many times
While you give me love so beautiful and tender
Someone else is in your mind
Don¡¯t close your eyes tonight
Just look at me and see how many times I cried for you
Don¡¯t close your eyes tonight
Let it be me, not just a fantasy
Let it be me tonight
Sorry if I cry - feelings run so deep
Many is a time when I¡¯ll wake up and find
That I¡¯m crying in my sleep
Look me in the eye, tell me what you see
I¡¯m the one who loves you, I¡¯m the one who needs you
Make this one for me
Don¡¯t close youe eyes tonight
Just look at me and see how many times I cried for you
Don¡¯t close your eyes tonight
Let it be me, not just a fantasy
Let it be me tonight
Words and music by Richard Kerr and Frank Musker
I didn’t think it could happen again
I’m just too old and set in my ways
I was convinced I would always be lonely
All of the rest of my days
Maybe I gave up on romance
In my longing to give up the pain
I just didn’t believe I would ever love again
I was like one who had shut myself in
Closed the windows, locked all the doors
Afraid of the dark and the beat of my heart
Yet knowing there had to be more
Though it sounds like a great contradiction
It’s the easiest thing to explain
You see, I was afraid I might never love again
What does it take for a blind man to see
That there’s more there than just meets the eye
What are the ways that the magic comes in
That can turn a song into a sigh
Sometimes I think that I’m dreaming
Or maybe I’m going insane
Or maybe it’s just that I’m falling in love again
Here I am standing beside you
Oh life’s such a wonderful game
Look at me now, I’m falling in love
Look at me now, I’m falling in love
I come to Australia as many people do
To see the old koala, hitch a ride on a kangaroo
To hear somebody call me mate and call somebody blue
To hear the aboriginee play a didgeridoo
Some of you came as prisoners two centuries ago
Some of you come as kings and queens your blessing to bestow
Some of you stand all swelled with pride, some with shattered wings
But all of us come with open hearts to hear Australia sing
In the desert, in the city
In the mountains and in the sea
In the stories and in the people
I can hear Australia sing
Waltzing Matilda, the men of Galipoli
Clancy of the Overflow, Crocodile Dundee
The myth of all creation, the teaching of baiame
The legends of a dreamtime for all eternity
And in this celebration of a brief two hundred years
The cost to build a nation in blood and sweat and tears
And if we stand divided, divided we will fall
But if we stand together we shall conquer all
In the desert, in the city
In the mountains and in the sea
In the stories and in the people
I can hear Australia sing
Sing Australia, Sing Australia, Sing Australia, Sing Australia
In the sails on Sydney Harbour
Stonehaven Sunset the water’s on fire
My true love of singing, we kiss and conspire
Sing a song for the ocean a song for the sky
A song for tomorrow love sweet by and by
For the child who is coming and for dreams that come true
Sing a song for each other for me and for you
Sing a song for all lovers all the stars in the skies
Sing of Stonehaven water home, Stonehaven Sunrise
Stonehaven Sunset the desert’s on fire
Christ on the cross again burns with desire
They are shooting at random though they aim at us all
It’s the children who rise up and children who fall
All the angels are weeping the sweetest of tears
Fall like rivers of mercy to wash all our fears
Sing a song for Old Glory and a future that dies
Sing of Stonehaven desert home, Stonehaven Sunrise
Stonehaven Sunset the city’s on fire
The soldiers just smile and say this gun’s for hire
Give in to the beast boy give in to the thrill
It’s just human nature to hunt and to kill
We all die together and yet somehow alone
Just together we have memories and many are gone
Singing songs for old soldiers a chorus of sighs
Sing of Stonehaven city home, Stonehaven Sunrise
Stonehaven Sunset the mountain’s on fire
My spirit is lifted, rising higher and higher
All the prophets are laughing they say we told you so
It’s one thing to play guessing games, another to know
For the needs of many are the sins of a few
And the day is forthcoming when accounting is due
Sing a song for sweet justice with a fire in her eyes
Sing of Stonehaven mountain home, Stonehaven Sunrise
Stonehaven Sunset the water’s on fire
My true love of singing, we kiss and conspire
Sing a song for the ocean a song for the sky
A song for tomorrow love sweet by and by
For the child who is coming and for dreams that come true
Sing a song for each other for me and for you
Sing a song for all lovers all the stars in the skies
He was born in the Bitterroot Valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water headin’ north and home again
Bringin’ a warm wind from the south
Bringin’ the first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing
Oh Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies
His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry
He never knew his father and he never did ask why
He never knew the answers that would make an easy way
But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way
His mother’s brother took him in to family and his home
Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own
And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land
And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand
Oh Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies
On the eve of his 21st birthday he set out on his own
He was 30 years and runnin’ when he found his way back home
Ridin’ a storm across the mountains and an aching in his heart
Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start
Now he never told a story of the time that he was gone
Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a John
There was somethin’ in the city that he said he couldn’t breathe
And there was somethin’ in the country that he said he couldn’t leave
Oh Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies
Now some say he was crazy and they’re glad that he is gone
But some of us miss him and we’ll try to carry on
Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn
Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on
Oh Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies
Oh Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
This song appears on eleven albums, and was first released on the Windsong Album, and has also been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 2, Favourites, The Very Best of John Denver (Double CD), Country Classics, Reflections, The Country Roads Collection and The Rocky Mountain Collection Albums. A new studio version has been released on the Love Again and A Celebration of Life Albums. A live version also appears on The Best of John Denver Live Album.
It¡¯s cold here in the city
It always seems that way
And I¡¯ve been thinking about you almost everyday
Thinking about the good times
Thinking about the rain
Thinking about how bad it feels alone again
I¡¯m sorry for the way things are in China
I¡¯m sorry things ain¡¯t what they used to be
But more than anything else
I¡¯m sorry for myself
¡®Cause you¡¯re not here with me
Our friends ask all about you
I say you¡¯re doing fine
And I expect to hear from you almost anytime
But they all know I¡¯m crying
I can¡¯t sleep at night
They all know I¡¯m dying down deep inside
I¡¯m sorry fro all the lies I told you
I¡¯m sorry for the things I didn¡¯t say
But more than anything else
I¡¯m sorry for myself
I can¡¯t believe you went away
I¡¯m sorry if I took some things for granted
I¡¯m sorry for the chains I put on you
But more than anything else
I¡¯m sorry for myself
For living without you
Words and music by John Denver
This song appears on six albums, and was first released on the Farewell Andromeda Album, and has also been released on the Changes, Country Classics, The Country Roads Collection and The Rocky Mountain Collection Albums. A live version also appears on The Best of John Denver Live Album.
Jesse went away last summer, a couple of months ago
After all our time together, it was hard to see her go
She called me right up when she arrived, asked me one more time to come
Or livin¡¯ on an LA freeway, Ain¡¯t my kinda havin¡¯ fun
I think I¡¯d rather be a cowboy
I think I¡¯d rather ride the reigns
I think I¡¯d rather be a cowboy
Then to lay me down and love the lady¡¯s chains
We were just beginnin¡¯, it was such an easy way
Layin¡¯ back up in the mountains, makin¡¯ songs for summer days
She got tired of pickin¡¯ daisies, cookin¡¯ my meals for me
She can live the life she wants to, yes, it¡¯s alright with me
I think I¡¯d rather be a cowboy
I think I¡¯d rather ride the reigns
I think I¡¯d rather be a cowboy
Then to lay me down and love the lady¡¯s chains
I¡¯d rather live on the side of a mountain
Than wander through canyons of concrete and steel
I¡¯d rather laugh with the rain and the sunshine
Then lay down my sun down in some starry field
Oh, but I miss her in the morning, when I awake alone
The absence of her laughter, is a cold and empty sound
But her memory always makes me smile, and I want you to know
I love her yes I love her, just enough to let her go
I think I¡¯d rather be a cowboy
I think I¡¯d rather ride the reigns
I think I¡¯d rather be a cowboy
Then to lay me down and love the lady¡¯s chains
I think I¡¯d rather be a cowboy
I think I¡¯d rather ride the reigns
I think I¡¯d rather be a cowboy
Then to lay me down and love lady¡¯s chains
Words and music by John Denver
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather spend his time out where the sky looks like a pearl after the rain
Once again to see him walkinOnce again I hear him talkinTo the stars he makes
and askinthem for bus fares
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather play his banjo in the morning when the moon is scarcely gone
In the dawn the subway's cominIn the dawn I hear him hummin'
Some old song he wrote of love in Boulder Canyon
Guess he'd rather be in Colorado
Guess he'd rather be in Colorado
Guess he'd rather work out where the only thing you earn is what you spend
In the end up in his office
In the end a quiet cough is all he has to show
He lives in New York City
This song appears on thirteen albums, and was first released on the Back Home Again album. It has also been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 2, Favourites, Voice of America, The Rocky Mountain Collection, The Country Roads Collection and Changes albums. It has been recorded for the Love Again album. Live versions appear on the An Evening With John Denver, Live In London, Country Classics, The Very Best of John Denver (Double CD) and Live at the Syney Opera House albums.
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain¡¯t much an old country boy like me can¡¯t hack
It¡¯s early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin¡¯ me a family and workin¡¯ on a farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun¡¯s comin¡¯ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain¡¯t nothin¡¯ but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
When the work¡¯s all done and the sun¡¯s settlin¡¯ low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
I¡¯d play ¡°Sally Goodin¡¯¡± all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldn¡¯t take it very good
So I fiddle when I could, work when I should
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun¡¯s comin¡¯ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain¡¯t nothin¡¯ but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Well I wouldn¡¯t trade my life for diamonds and jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin¡¯ tools
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Yeah, city folk drivin¡¯ in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin¡¯ that¡¯s mighty keen
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun¡¯s comin¡¯ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain¡¯t nothin¡¯ but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Well, my fiddle was my daddy¡¯s till the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
Said, ¡°Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you¡¯re a country boy
My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
Taught me how to love and how to give just a little
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun¡¯s comin¡¯ up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain¡¯t nothin¡¯ but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Thank God I¡¯m a country boy
Words and music by John Martin Sommers
This song was first released on the Back Home Again album. It is the only album it has been released on.
You can do whatever you want to do
Wherever you want to go it¡¯s up to you
And wouldn¡¯t it be fine
Following your heart, playing your own part
You and me out on a farm, let the sun be our alarm
Kickin¡¯ off your shoes, doin¡¯ what we choose
And wouldn¡¯t it be fine
Knowing that your mine anytime you want to be
But I don¡¯t want to own you
I just want to hold you
I don¡¯t want to need you
I just like to see you smile and stay for awhile
And if the times get rough, being free might be enough
To see us through the storm and keep our feelings warm
And wouldn¡¯t it be fine
Looking back and knowing that we helped each other find
You can do whatever you want to do
Wherever you want to go it¡¯s up to you
And wouldn¡¯t it be fine
Following your heart knowing from the start
It¡¯s up to you
It¡¯s up to you
It¡¯s up to you
Words and music by Steve Weisberg
This song appears on twelve albums, and was first released on the Back Home Again album. It has been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 2, Favourites, Changes, The Country Roads Collection and Rocky Mountain Holiday albums. Live versions also appear on the An Evening With John Denver, Live In London, Country Classics, The Very Best of John Denver (2 CD), The John Denver Collection - Rocky Mountain High and Live At The Sydney Opera House albums.
When I was a little bitty boy
Just up off-a floor
We used to go down to Grandma¡¯s house
Every monthend or so
We¡¯d chicken pie and country ham
¡®N homemade butter on the bread
But the best darn thing about Grandma¡¯s house
Was her great big feather bed
It was nine feet high and six feet wide
Soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty-¡¯leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It¡¯d hold eight kids ¡®n¡¯ four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn¡¯t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On Grandma¡¯s feather bed
After the supper we¡¯d sit around the fire
The old folks¡¯d spit and chew
Pa would talk about the farm and the war
And my Grann¡¯d sing a ballad or two
I¡¯d sit and listen and watch the fire
Till the cobwebs filled my head
Next thing I¡¯d know I¡¯d wake up in the morning
In the middle of the old feather bed
It was nine feet high and six feet wide
Soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty-¡¯leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It¡¯d hold eight kids ¡®n¡¯ four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn¡¯t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On Grandma¡¯s feather bed
Well I love my Ma, I love my Pa
Love Granny and Grandpa too
Been fishing with my uncle, I rassled with my cousin
I even kissed Aunt Lou
But if ever had to make a choice
I guess it ought to be said
That I¡¯d trade them all plus the gal down the road
For Grandma¡¯s feather bed
It was nine feet high and six feet wide
Soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty-¡¯leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It¡¯d hold eight kids ¡®n¡¯ four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn¡¯t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On Grandma¡¯s feather bed
Words and Music by Jim Connor
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Annie¡¯s Song album. It has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Calypso album, as a live version.
The world is fast becoming younger
The news is all they¡¯ve ever known
They¡¯ve seen the wars, the hurt, the hunger
How will they choose when they are grown
What do you tell forever¡¯s children
When it¡¯s their turn to hurt and heal
Whatever spins a grim tornedo
Can also turn a potters wheel
Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel
Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in
Tell with your life the bloody story
Teach to they¡¯re dreams not burning steel
It¡¯s not in bombs where lies the glory
But in what¡¯s shattered on the field
The potter¡¯s wheel takes love and caring
Skill and patience fast and slow
The works it makes are easily broken
Once they survive the potter¡¯s throw
Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel
Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in
Some day some children will be digging
In some long forgotten ground
And they¡¯ll find our civilisation
Or what¡¯s left of it to be found
They¡¯ll find the weapons of destruction
But buried deeper in the hole
They¡¯ll find a message and a promise
In the sand, the potter¡¯s bowl
Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel
Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in
Earth and fire and wind conspire
With human hands, and love, and fire
Words and Music by Bill Danoff
This song appears on twenty albums, and was first released on the Back Home Again Album, and has also been released on the Changes, John Denver (Italian), Favourites, Greatest Hits Vol 2, Voice of America, The Very Best of John Denver (Double CD), The Rocky Mountain Collection, The Country Roads Collection, Reflections and Country Classics Albums. Live versions appear on An Evening With John Denver, Live In London,, Live at the Sydney Opera House, The Wildlife Concert and The Best of John Denver Live Albums. An updated studio version has been released on The Gift You Are, A Portrait and The John Denver Collection - Annie¡¯s Song Albums. A further new version also appears on the Love Again Album.
You fill up my senses
Like a night in the forest
Like the mountains in springtime
Like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert
Like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses
Come fill me again
Come let me love you
Let me give my life to you
Let me drown in your laughter
Let me die in your arms
Let me lay down beside you
Let me always be with you
Come let me love you
Come love me again
Let me give my life to you
Come let me love you
Come love me again
You fill up my senses
Like a night in the forest
Like the mountains in springtime
Like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert
Like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses
Come fill me again
Words and music by John Denver
This song was first released on the All Aboard! album. It is the only album it has been released on.
I¡¯ve been working on the railroad
All the live long day
I¡¯ve been working on the railroad
Just to pass the time away
Can't you hear the whistle blowing
Rise up so early in the morn
Can¡¯t you hear the whistle blowing
Dinah, blow your horn
Dinah won¡¯t you blow
Dinah won¡¯t you blow
Dinah, won¡¯t you blow your horn
Dinah, won¡¯t you blow,
Dinah, won¡¯t you blow,
Dinah, won¡¯t you blow your horn
Someone¡¯s in the kitchen with Dinah
Someone¡¯s in the kitchen I know
Someone¡¯s in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo
Fee fie fiddle eell o
Fee fie fiddle eell o
Fee fie fiddle eell o
Strumming on the old banjo
Traditional
This song was first released on the All Aboard! album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Daddy, what¡¯s a train? Is it something I can ride?
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
When my little boy and girl ask me ¡®Daddy, what¡¯s a train?¡¯
When I was just a boy and living by the track
Us kids would gather up the coal in big ¡¯ole gunnysacks
Then we heard the warning sound as the train pulled into view
The engineer would smile and wave as she went rolling through
She blew so loud and clear, we had to cover up our ears
And we counted cars just as high as we could go
I can almost hear the steam those big old drivers scream
A sound my little kids will never know
Daddy, what¡¯s a train? Is it something I can ride?
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
When my little boy and girl ask me ¡®Daddy, what¡¯s a train?¡¯
I guess the times have changed, kids are different now
¡®Cause some don¡¯t even seem to know that milk comes from a cow
My little boy can tell the names of all the baseball stars
I remember how we memorized the names on railroad cars
The Wabash and the TP, Lackawanna, the IC
The Nichel-Plate and the good old Santa Fe
Just names out of the past, I guess they¡¯re fading fast
Every time I hear my little boy say
Daddy, what¡¯s a train? Is it something I can ride?
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
When my little boy and girl ask me ¡®Daddy, what¡¯s a train?¡¯
We climbed into the car, drove down into town
Right up to the depot house, but no one was around
We searched the yard together for something I could show
But I knew there hadn¡¯t been a train for a dozen years or so
All the things I did when I was just a kid
How far away those memories appear
I guess it¡¯s plain to see they still mean a lot to me
¡¯Cause my ambition was to be an engineer
Daddy, what¡¯s a train? Is it something I can ride?
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
When my little boy and girl ask me ¡®Daddy, what¡¯s a train?¡¯
Words and Music by Bruce ¡°U. Utah¡± Phillips
This song was first released on the All Aboard! album. It is the only album it has been released on.
I¡¯m headed for the station with my pack on my back
I¡¯m tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I just love the rhythm of the clickety clack
I hear the whistle blowing, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch¡¯boogie
Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch¡¯boogle
Choo choo choo choo ch¡¯boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
You reach your destination and alas and alack
You need some compensation to get back in the black
You take a morning paper from the top of the stack
And read the situation from the front to the back
The only job that¡¯s open needs a man with a knack
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch¡¯boogie
Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch¡¯boogle
Choo choo choo choo ch¡¯boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch¡¯boogie
Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch¡¯boogle
Choo choo choo choo ch¡¯boogie
He made the freight train boogie
As he rolled down the line
Words and music by Horton, Darling and Gabler
Well I was a red man
I was proud, I was strong
You were the white man
And you stole away my home
Now I am a wooden Indian
Painted dreams inside my head
Times THE WAY you bring me down
Make ME wish THAT I was dead
Na na na na nana.....
Ay, I was a red man
In my passing made no sound
You were the white man
And you drove me in the ground
Now I am a wooden Indian
Standing silent in the rain
Swear BY my grandfather's father
We're GONNA rise again
Na na na
Ay, I was a red man
I was proud, I was strong
You were the white man
And you stole away my home
Now I am a wooden Indian
Standing silent in the rain
Swear BY my grandfather's father
What child is this, who, laid to rest,
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh,
Come, peasant, king, to own him.
the King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone him.
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
I suppose that there are those
Who’ll say he had it easy
Had it made in fact
Before he’d even begun
But they don’t know the things I know
I was always with him
It may sound strange
We were more than friends
It’s hard to tell the truth
When no one wants to listen
When no one really cares
What’s going on
And it’s hard to stand alone
When you need someone beside you
Your spirt, your faith
Must be strong
What one man can do is dream
What one man can do is love
What one man can do is change the world
And make it young again
Here you see what one man can do
As shaded as his eyes might be
That’s how bright his mind is
That’s how strong his love
For you and me
A friend to all the universe
Grandfather of the future
Everything I would like to be
What one man can do is dream
What one man can do is love
What one man can do is change the world
And make it new again
Here you see what one man can do
What one man can do is dream
What one man can do is love
What one man can do is change the world
And make it work again
Ridin’ on a tradewind
Fillin’ my sails with a soft and southerly breeze
Livin’ on the ocean blue
Dreaming’ of the islands
Rappin’ myself in the glow of a tropical moon
I never shiver when the sun goes down
All the Earth she sings to me
Every shallow, every tree
Surely my loves shining like the sea
I can make you happy
If I can I’ll take you away on a wave in my arms
Never leave you on the edge all alone
If you feel like dancin’
Rollin’ like the water across my sleepless night
Makin me a peaceful place
All my life to be with you
All I ever want to do
Knowing you are feeling that way too
Distant thunder, heavy seas
Rocky Mountain memories
Surely I was lost till I found thee
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven a far
Heavenly host sing Alleluia
Christ the saviour is born
Christ the saviour is born
Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus lord at thy birth
This song appears on thirteen albums, and was first released on the Back Home Again album. It has also been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 2, Favourites, Voice of America, The Rocky Mountain Collection, The Country Roads Collection and Changes albums. It has been recorded for the Love Again album. Live versions appear on the An Evening With John Denver, Live In London, Country Classics, The Very Best of John Denver (Double CD) and Live at the Syney Opera House albums.
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back
Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack
Its early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God Im a country boy
Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin me a family and workin on a farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God Im a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle
Thank God Im a country boy
When the works all done and the suns settlin low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
Thank God Im a country boy
Id play Sally Goodin all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good
So I fiddle when I could, work when I should
Thank God Im a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle
Thank God Im a country boy
Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin tools
Thank God Im a country boy
Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keen
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
Thank God Im a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle
Thank God Im a country boy
Well, my fiddle was my daddys till the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
Said, Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride
And thank God youre a country boy
My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
Taught me how to love and how to give just a little
Thank God Im a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle
Thank God Im a country boy
Thank God Im a country boy
Words and music by John Martin Sommers
Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can hack
It's early to rise early in the sack
Thank God I'm a country boy
A simple kind of life never did me no harm
Raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done and the sun is settin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow
But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
Thank God I'm a country boy
I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife...
[ fiddle ]
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah city folks drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people think that's mighty keen
Well folks let me tell you exactly what I mean
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife...
[ fiddle ]
Well my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
He said live a good life play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you're a country boy
Well my daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
He taught me how to love and how to give just a little
And thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife...
[ fiddle ]
Heard you had some trouble
Thought I'd try to help you
In my time I've had a little trouble too
If you let it get you down
You know I'll bet you
It will get you down and walk around on you
Sweet misery
She loves her company
She's in a crowd when she is all alone
She doesn't care - follow you ev'rywhere
She is most happy when she makes you moan
My dog had some puppies
Would you like to have one
He will be your friend and he will lick your face
He will never cheat you
He won't try to beat you
Help you be a winner in the human race
Sweet misery
She loves her company
She's in a crowd when she is all alone
She doesn't care - follow you ev'rywhere
She is most happy when she makes you moan
Heard you're feelin' better
Glad you found some happy
In my time I've had a little happy too
If let it get you up
I will get you up and keep you smilin' through
Sweet misery
Don't need your company
She's in a crowd when she is all alone
She doesn't care - follow you ev'rywhere
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway
Traveled by many, remembered by few
Lookin’ for something that I can believe in
Lookin’ for something that I’d like to do with my life
There’s nothin’ behind me and nothin’ that ties me
To somethin’ that might have been true yesterday
Tomorrow is open; right now it seems to be more
Than enough to just be here today
And I don’t know what the future is holdin’ in store
I don’t know where I’m goin’, I’m not sure where I’ve been
There’s a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me
My life is worth the livin’, I don’t need to see the end
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway
Traveled by many, remembered by few
Lookin’ for something that I can believe in
Lookin’ for something that I’d like to do with my life
There’s nothin’ behind me and nothin’ that ties me
To somethin’ that might have been true yesterday
Tomorrow is open; right now it seems to be more
Than enough to just be here today
And I don’t know what the future is holdin’ in store
I don’t know where I’m goin’, I’m not sure where I’ve been
There’s a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me
My life is worth the livin’, I don’t need to see the end
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Motorcars, handlebars, bicycles for two
Brokenhearted jubilee
Parachutes, army boots, sleeping bags for two
Sentimental jamboree
Buy, Buy says the sign in the shop window
Why, why says the junk in the yard
Ya da da da da La da da da
Buy, Buy says the sign in the shop window
Why, why says the junk in the yard
Ya da da da da da da la la la la la
Candlesticks, building bricks,
something old and new
This song was first released on the Its About Time Album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Theres somethin about the ocean rising up to meet the shoreline
Somethin about a river the way it runs to meet the sea
Theres somethin about a rainfall and its like the gift of living
Theres somethin about that water that makes me sing
Oh somethin about the mountains rising right straight up to heaven
And somethin about a canyon in the shade of a cottonwood tree
Somethin about the desert in the afterglow of evening
Theres somethin about the west that makes me sing
Theres somethin about the way you love me baby
Theres somethin about the way your lips meet mine
Theres somethin about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
Theres somethin about the way you love me baby
Theres somethin about the way your lips meet mine
Theres somethin about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
Theres somethin about the forest in the latter days of August
Theres somethin about the country on the very first day of springtime
Theres somethin about a wheatfield, oh you know I love the prairie
Theres somethin about the land that makes me sing
Words and music by John Denver
I don't drink as much as I used to
Lately it just ain't my style
And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to
They pass quicker like when I's a child
Somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the sun goin' down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for the life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground
Don't the midsummer days sit so heavy
But don't they flow like a breeze through your mind
And nothin' occurs in a hurry
To make up for someone's lost time
Somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the sun goin' down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for a friend I have found
She keeps my feet on the ground
Somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the breeze dyin' down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for the life I have found
This song was first released on the Some Days Are Diamonds Album. It is the only album it appears on.
For someone whos got everything, life can still be rough
If things are what youre lookin for, theres never quite enough
And all the tea in China wont make a house a home
You can be a millionaire and still be sleepin alone
There might be some one night stands to ease the pain inside
Or someone you can call around if youve lost all your pride
Please dont be mistaken. I dont mean to put that down
I know theres times when anything is better than sleepin alone
Sleepin alone can make a bottle just about your dearest friend
Sleepin alone can make you swear to God this night will never end
You know its not company you are lookin for
You know its not just pleasure, you know its somethin more
You know its not the answer if its not like comin home
If the one whos there doesnt really care, its worse than sleepin alone
Sleepin alone can make a bottle just about your dearest friend
Sleepin alone can make you swear to God this night will never end
For someone whos got everything, life can still be rough
If things are what youre lookin for, theres never quite enough
And all the gold that glitters wont make a house a home
You can be a millionaire and still be sleepin alone
You might be a millionaire and still be sleepin alone
Words and music by John Denver
This song appears on eight albums, and was first released on the Some Days Are
Diamonds album. It has also been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 3,
Favourites, Country Classics, The Rocky Mountain Collection, The Country Roads
Collection, The Very Best of John Denver (Double CD) and Changes albums.
When you ask how I've been here without you
I like to say I've been fine and I do
But we both know the truth is hard to come by
And if I told the truth, that's not quite true
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Some time the hard times won't leave me alone
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Now the face that I see in my mirror
More and more is a stranger to me
More and more I can see there's a danger
In becoming what I never thought I'd be
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Some time the hard times won't leave me alone
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Words and music by Dick Feller
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you hear
Silver bells silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring a ling, hear them ring
Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
Had a very shiny nose
And if you ever saw it
You would even say it glows
All of the other reindeer
Used to laugh and call him names
They never let poor Rudolph
Join in any reindeer games
Then one foggy Chrismas Eve
Santa came to say
"Rudolph, with your nose so bright
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight"
Then how the reindeer loved him
As they shouted out with glee
"Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
Up in a meadow in Jasper, Alberta
Two men and four ponies on a long, lonesome ride
To see the high country and learn of her people
The ways that they live there, the ways that they die
One is a teacher, and one a beginner
Just wanting to be there, wanting to know
And together they're trying to tell us a story
That should have been listened to long, long ago
How the life in the mountains is living in danger
From too many people, too many machines
And the time is upon us, today is forever
Tomorrow is just one of yesterday's dreams
Cold nights in Canada and icy blue winds
The man and the mountains are brothers again
Clear waters are laughing, they sing to the skies
The Rockies are living, they never will die
Up in a meadow in Jasper, Alberta
Two men and four ponies on a long, lonesome ride.
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the I Want To Live album, and has also been released on the The Country Roads Collection album.
Got ripplin waters to wake me
To be more than my woman in love
All pine trees are pointin to see easily
To see heaven above
Blue spruce flamin on the grate in the evening
Takes the chill away fine
Cut the telephone line
The storys the same
Theres a worn red chair by the window
That you found at a sale down the way
When some old women said that they
Needed more room for the winter
People like pullin at the stuffing
When they sit down
So it passes the time
Cut the telephone line
The storys the same
Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day
Start to flutter when I hear you say
That you feel too good to go away
And you make me feel fine
And you made the world a warmer place
By the sparkle of your diamond face
On a gray spot with a little lace
And you make me feel fine
Warm as a mountain in sunshine
On the edge of the snowline
In a meadow of columbine
Oh little Gennifer
Id give a penny for
What youve got on your mind
Seems like most of the time youre lyin there dreamin
Maybe in your vision you see how
Our mission is slightly less than divine
Cut the telephone line
The storys the same
Now, ripplin waters flow through the ceiling
And the walls there, their keepin me warm
And the closest Ive been with my family for days
Is my music
But the silently stare in the morning sky
Is like hearing her calling my name
Cut the telephone line
The story might change
Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day
Start to flutter when I hear you say
That you feel too good to go away
And you make me feel fine
Warm as a mountain sunshine
On the edge of the snowline
In a meadow of columbine
Words and music by Jimmy Ibotson
Somewhere out on the prairie
Is the greatest cowboy that's ever been
And when he lays his hands upon the ponies
They shudder with an understanding skin
And he says ponies
Now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
Discover what begins each shining day
When the storm clouds in the west
Are quickly gathering
The ponies they run wild there
Before it rains
You'll see their sleek dark bodies
Brightly gleaming
You know the fire is flying through
Their brains
And he says ponies
Now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
Discover what begins each shining day
And he says ponies
Now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
Discover what begins each shining day
And he says ponies
Ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
Discover what begins each shining day
People get ready, there抯 a train acoming
You don抰 need no baggage, you just get on board
All you need is faith to hear those diesels humming
You don抰 need no ticket, you just thank the Lord
People get ready, for the train to Jordan
Picking up passengers from coast-to-coast
Faith is key, open up the doors and board them
There抯 hope for all among the loved the most
But there ain抰 no room for the hopeless sinner
Who would hurt all mankind to save his own
Have pity on those whose choices grow thinner
There抯 no hiding place from the kingdom抯 throne
People get ready, there抯 a train acoming
You don抰 need no baggage, you just get on board
All you need is faith to hear those diesels humming
You don抰 need no ticket, you just thank the Lord
Thank the Lord
Words and music by Curtis Mayfield
Music makes pictures and often tells stories
All of it magic and all of it true
And all of this pictures and all of the stories
And all of the magic the music is you
Music makes pictures...
Old Train, I can hear your whistle blow
And I want to be jumping on again
Old Train, I've been everywhere you go
And I know what lies beyond each bend
Old Train, each time you pass
You’re older than the last
And it seems I’m too old for running
I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails
They cry with every mile
And I think I’ll stay awhile
Old Train, I grow weary at the miles
And I miss the freedom that was mine
Old Train, just to think about those times
I’ll smile when you’re highballing by
Old Train, each time you pass
You’re older than the last
And It seems I’m too old for running
I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails
They cry with every mile
Do you hear that whistle down the line
I figure that it’s Engine Number 49
She’s the only one that’ll sound that way
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
See the old smoke rising ’round the bend
I reckon that she knows she’s gonna meet a friend
Folks around these parts set the time of day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
Here she comes whoo oo oo oo
Hey Jim, you better get the rig whoo oo oo oo
She’s got a list of passengers that’s pretty big
And they’ll all want a lift to Brown’s Hotel
’Cause lots of them been traveling for quite a spell
All the way from Philadel phi a
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
All Aboard! All Aboard!
Let her rip, let her rip, Mr. Engineer
Gotta go, gotta go far away from here
While the man at the fire, shovels in the coals
Stick your head out the cab and watch the drivers roll
See the towns and the roads go a whizzing by
Fare-the-well Laramie and Rocky Mountain High
Yes sirree, here we are, going all the way
Mustn’t quit till we hit Califor ni a
See the old smoke rising ’round the bend
I reckon that she knows she’s gonna meet a friend
Folks around these parts set the time of day
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Rocky Mountain High album, and has also been released on the An Evening With John Denver album as a live version.
Born a poor young country boy
Mother Nature’s Son
All day long I’m sitting singing songs for everyone
Sit beside a mountain stream
See her waters rise
Listen to the sound of pretty music as she flies
Find me in my field of grass
Mother nature’s son
Almost exactly a year ago
I came here for the very first time
Looking up at the Spanish window
From a trail on the edge of the timberline
I’ve been off on a journey to find myself
Maybe find my way back home
Been many an hour all by myself
In the darkest of nights
I was never ever alone
Back in the San Juan Mountains again
On a ride with some good old boys
Telling stories around a campfire
The sound of laughter is the loudest noise
There’s something in a night in the wilderness
It’s a magical thing to me
Like the sky is just a little bit brighter
And your life is everything that you’d like it to be
There’ll be snow on the passes tomorrow
You can feel it in the chill of the wind
Let the rain wash away all my sorrow
Today is the day that my life starts all over again
I guess that it’s just about over now
Everything’s about to change
Everything’s a brand new number, darlin’
Everything’s a brand new game
And it’s funny I could even call you that
After all the pain we’ve been through
Ah, but time is the master of healing
Love is the master of everything that we do
There’ll be snow on the passes tomorrow
You can feel it in the chill of the wind
Let the rain wash away all my sorrow
Me and my uncle went a'ridin' down
from Colorado, West Texas bound
We stopped over in Santa Fe
The part of being about half way.
Besides it was the hottest part of the day.
We led our ponies into a stall.
Went to a bar, boys.
Bought drinks for all.
Two days in the saddle, my body hurt,
IT being summer, took off my shirt,
and tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt.
West Texas cowboys, all over town,
with gold and silver, they're loaded down.
Just in FROM round up
You know it seemed a shame
And so my uncle starts a friendly game
High-low jack, the winner takes the game.
From the beginning my uncle started to win.
Them Texas cowboys they was mad as sin.
Some said "he's cheatin'!"
Ah, but that can't be, because my uncle, well, he's as honest as me.
AND I'm about as honest as a Denver man can be.
One of them cowboys, you know he started to draw.
I grabbed a bottle, slapped him on the jaw.
I had to shoot another, now he won't grow old
In the confusion my uncle grabbed the gold.
AND we hightailed it down to Mexico,
Mexico, way down to Mexico.
God bless cowboys
God bless gold
God bless my uncle, God rest his soul
He taught me well, boys
TAUGHT me all I know
Taught me so that I grabbed the gold
No lyrics
All my bags are packed,
I'm ready to go,
I'm standing here,
Outside your door,
I hate to wake you up to say Good Bye.
But the dawn is breaking', It's early morn`,
The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn.
Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
So kiss me and smile for me,
Tell me that you'll wait for me,
Hold me, like you never let me go.
Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane,
Don't know when I'll be back again,
Till then ill see you in my dreams,
There's So many times, I let you down,
So many times, I played around,
but I tell you now, they don't mean a thing.
Every place I go, I'll think of you,
Every song I sing, I sing for you.
When I come back, I'll bring your wedding ring.
Refrain
Now the time has come to leave you,
One more time, let me kiss you,
Close your eyes and I'll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come,
When I won't have to leave alone,
About the times, when I won't have to say,
This song was first released on the All Aboard! album. It is the only album it has been released on.
When Jesse was a little girl, she only dreamed of trains
She never played with dolls or lacy kinds of things
Jesse counted boxcars instead of counting sheep
She could go anywhere when she went to sleep
Jesse laid a penny on the track one day
In God we trust she walked away
The very next morning all she could find
Was a little piece of copper squashed flatter than a dime
Jesse dreamed of trains
When the nighttime came
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jesse dreamed of trains
Words and Music by Vince Gill and Guy Clark
(Additional words for Jesse by John Denver)
Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin mad of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin’ a bell
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineers would see him sittin’ in the shade
Strummin’ to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy can play
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny B. Goode
Well his mama told him some day you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comin’ from miles around
Just to hear you play your music till the sun go down
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Sayin’ Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go, go, go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Another day is over and I'm on my way home
Knowing you'll be waiting is all I need to know
'Cause I'm in the mood to be desired
Wrap your arms around me
I'm in the mood
Let's build a fire
Till the embers retire, we'll be
Lost, in a world of ecstacy
Forget about my troubles
Forget about my woes
You're the one who comforts me
Whenever I feel low
'Cause I'm in the mood to be desired
Wrap your arms around me
I'm in the mood
Let's build a fire
Till the embers retire, we'll be
Lost, in a world of ecstacy
You're everything I could imagine
Fillin' me up with such passion
Eternity is not long enough for you and me
'Cause I'm in the mood to be desired
Wrap your arms around me
I'm in the mood
Let's build a fire
Till the embers retire, we'll be
I'm Sorry
John Denver
- words and music by John Denver
- from the album "Windsong"
It's cold here in the city
It always seems that way
And I've been thinking about you almost everyday
Thinking about the good times
Thinking about the rain
Thinking about how bad it feels alone again
I'm sorry for the way things are in China
I'm sorry things ain't what they used to be
But more than anything else
I'm sorry for myself
'Cause you're not here with me
Our friends all ask about you
I say you're doing fine
And I expect to hear from you almost anytime
But they all know I'm crying
And I can't sleep at night
They all know I'm dying down deep inside
I'm sorry for all the lies I told you
I'm sorry for the things I didn't say
But more than anything else
I'm sorry for myself
I can't believe you went away
I'm sorry if I took some things for granted
I'm sorry for the chains I put on you
But more than anything else
I'm sorry for myself
For living without you
Copyright 1975 Cherry Lane Music Co. (ASCAP)
From the albums WINDSONG and John Denver's GREATEST HITS #2
In A Far Away Land, a song written by Luo Bin Wang, is sung, by John, in 1994 Australia concert. The visual footage is availabele on the John Denver "VIDEOKE" available only in Japan. Audio is available on Calypso Collection of The John Denver Collection, 1997 release by LaserLight Digital.
This song is a tradition Chinese folk song, written by Luo Bin Wang, who spent over the last 40+ years of his life studying the songs and lifestyles of the peoples in the Qing Hai area of China, an area that is similar to PrairieLands and GrassLands, where the Zhang people live a nomadic life, raising such livestock as goats and sheep.
Luo Bin Wang is considered the King of Chinese Folk/Country songs. He wrote over 100 songs. He has helped to preserve and to promote a very special part of China's social culture, and is regarded highly in China. Luo Bin Wang died in the late 1980's, but his music still lives, today.
There appear to be many more stanzas to this song, although John only sings one. In addition, the song seems to be well-known to the Chinese people, and, John's rendition appears to be somewhat humorous.
Courtesy extended to Rick Li Bao, for helping me with John's singing of this song, and for the historical perspective. If we have not done this song its due justice, please email us with any helpful modifications. Thanks.
There is a nice, pretty girl, in a far away land.
When people pass by her tent, they always stop and take a double-glimpse
(People said that she always keeps a lamb beside her)
I wish I can be a young lamb, running towards you, until I am by your side
I wish her narrow quirt always whips me gently
I wish I can be a young lamb, running towards you, until I am by your side
I wish her narrow quirt always whips me gently
I wish I can be a young lamb, running towards you, until I am by your side
I wish her narrow quirt always whips me gently
在那é
This song appears on eleven albums, and was first released on the Windsong Album, and has also been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 2, Favourites, The Very Best of John Denver (Double CD), Country Classics, Reflections, The Country Roads Collection and The Rocky Mountain Collection Albums. A new studio version has been released on the Love Again and A Celebration of Life Albums. A live version also appears on The Best of John Denver Live Album.
Its cold here in the city
It always seems that way
And Ive been thinking about you almost everyday
Thinking about the good times
Thinking about the rain
Thinking about how bad it feels alone again
Im sorry for the way things are in China
Im sorry things aint what they used to be
But more than anything else
Im sorry for myself
Cause youre not here with me
Our friends ask all about you
I say youre doing fine
And I expect to hear from you almost anytime
But they all know Im crying
I cant sleep at night
They all know Im dying down deep inside
Im sorry fro all the lies I told you
Im sorry for the things I didnt say
But more than anything else
Im sorry for myself
I cant believe you went away
Im sorry if I took some things for granted
Im sorry for the chains I put on you
But more than anything else
Im sorry for myself
For living without you
Words and music by John Denver
di di di di di
la la la la la la
In a spaceship over the mountains
chasing rainbows in the setting sun
Leaving heart and home
for the city of angels
I feel my life is undone
There are pathways winding below me
in pleasure I've gone where they go
In the quiet stillness
I can hear symphonies
the loveliest music I know
(chorus)
How can I leave you again?
I must be clear out of my mind
Lost in a storm I've gone blind
Oh how can I leave you again?
Oh it's been a long
time since I've listened
Still longer since
I've walked with you
For the first time
I know what I'm missing
Some answers are no longer true
So I question the
course that I follow
I'm doubtful and
deep in despair
My heart is full
of impossible notions
Can it be you no longer care?
Still I ride on the
wings of a high wind
Blowing steady and
strong behind me
As the clouds surrender
my fate is for certain
I'm a sailor who runs to the sea
I remember romance
Bubblebaths at night
Breakfast in the afternoon
Love by candlelight
Love by candlelight
I remember romance
And lying in her arms
Her hair across my shoulder
Her breast upon my arm
So soft upon my arm
I remember romance
And laughing at the moon
Dancing at the rainbow’s end
And losing her too soon
And losing her too soon
I know we both are sorry
I know we both still care
Oh how could we have lost it
A love beyond compare
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather spend his time out where the sky looks like a pearl after a rain
Once again I see him walking once again I hear him talking
To the stars he makes and asking them for busfare
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather play his banjo in the morning when the moon is scarcely gone
In the dawn the subway's coming in the dawn I hear him humming
Some old song he wrote of love in Boulder Canyon
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
[ ac.guitar ]
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
I guess he'd rather work out where the only thing you earn is what you spend
In the end up in his office
Ever since the day I met you
I feel like I'm walking on air
And lately I'm convinced, it's no coincidence
I run into into you everywhere
And though I've heard your love is taken
I gotta believe what's in your eyes
Would I be out of line if I suggested a time
And we got together one of these nights
Got my heart set on you
You're everything I've ever wanted
Got my heart set on you
Can't be anything but love
Baby I'm bettin' on it
I don't want to give you the wrong impression
I'm not the kind who rushes in
But baby every time I see you, before I even leave you
I can hardly wait to see you again
Got my heart set on you
You're everything I've ever wanted
Got my heart set on you
Can't be anything but love
Baby I'm bettin' on it
I don't mean to be coming on strong
Or taking everything for granted
But love is a thing that just comes along
You don't understand how it got out of hand
But you're in it right from the start
Got my heart set on you
You're everything I've ever wanted
Got my heart set on you
Can't be anything but love
There's such a high wind blowing
It's snowing in my bed
Oh baby, you started flowers growing
where nothing grew instead.
I need some things to hide the failure
Of my garden, and the way it grew
Oh baby, I didn't know I could depend on you
There's such a high wind blowing
I won't get to sleep tonight
I think that warm wind feels alright
There's such a high wind blowing
I won't get to sleep at all,
I feel like I'm gonna fall
Into your fine high wind.
You look like twilight falling
On the ocean in the setting sun
Oh baby, do you know what you have done
I feel like you have changed my mind
About living the way I do
Oh baby, I didn't know I could depend on you
There's such a high wind blowing
I won't get to sleep tonight
I think that warm wind feels alright
There's such a high wind blowing
I won't get to sleep at all
I feel like I'm gonna fall
Casey Jones he was a mighty man
But now he’s resting in the promised land
The only thing he could understand
Was an eight wheel driver under his command
He made the freight train boogie
All the time
He made the freight train boogie
As he rolled down the line
Whoo whoo, wah wah
Whoo whoo, wah wah
Whoo whoo, wah wah
Whoo whoo, wah wah
He made the freight train boggle
Let the mountains talk
Let the rivers run
There is wisdom here
There is much to learn
There is much to know
Much to understand
In this healing time
All across the land
You have heard my songs
Oh so many years
You have laughed with me
Washed away my tears
You have shared my joy
You have felt my pain
In this healing time
Walk with me again
Through these darker days
On this narrow line
Help me find my way
Help me see the signs
I am not afraid
I am not alone
You have taught me well
You have brought me home
Let the mountains speak
Let the rivers run
As the world awakes
To the rising sun
In each brand new day
In our own rebirth
In this healing time
On our mother earth
Let the mountains talk
And let the rivers run
There is wisdom here
There's so much to learn
In each brand new day
In our own rebirth
In this healing time
For our mother earth
In each brand new day
In our own rebirth
In this healing time
Celebrate morning
The cry of a loon on a lake in the night
the dreams that are born in the dawn’s early light
Celebrate morning
Celebrate living
The laughter that sings in the heart of a child
The freedom that flies at the call of the wild
Celebrate living
Celebrate evening
The stars that appear in the loss of the sun
Four strong winds that blow slowly
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change come what may
Now our good times are all gone
And I'm bound for moving on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
Guess I'll go out to Alberta
Weather's good there in the Fall
Got some friends that I can go to workin' for
Still I wish you'd change your mind
If I asked you one more time
But we've been thru that a hundred times or more
Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change come what may
Now our good times are all gone
And I'm bound for movin' on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
If I get there before the snow flies
and if things are going good
You could meet me if I send you down the fare
But by then it would be winter
Nothing much for you to do
And the wind sure blows cold way out there
Four strong winds that blow slowly
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change come what may
Now our good times are all gone
And I'm bound for movin' on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
Where the walker runs down to the Carson Valley Plain
There lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was she
The sweetest flower that bloomed o’er the range
Her voice was as sweet as the sugar candy
Her touch was as soft as a bed of goose down
Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights
That shine in the night out of Yerrington town
She was courted by Young Vandamere
A fine lad was he as I am to hear
He gave her silver rings and lacy things
And she promised to wed before the snows came that year
But her pony did stumble and she did fall
Her dyin’ touched the hearts of us one and all
Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet through his brain
And we buried them together as the snows began to fall
They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through
They sing of her beauty in Virginia City too
At dusky sundown to her name they drink a round
Instrumental - No Lyrics
The sun is slowly fadin’ in the western sky
Sometimes it takes forever for the day to end
Sometimes it takes a lifetime
Sometimes I think I’ll never see the sun again
There’s a heavy smog between me and my mountains
It’s enough to make a grown man sit and cry
It’s enough to make you wonder
It’s enough to make the world roll up and die
I think it’s kind of interesting the way things get to be
The way that people work with their machines
Serenity’s a long time comin’ to me
The fact I don’t believe I know what it means
In the east a shaded moon is hangin’ lazily
I do believe I saw the old man smile
I do believe I did
I do believe he’s been laughin’ all the while
I think it’s kind of interesting the way things get to be
The way that people work with their machines
Serenity’s a long time comin’ to me
The fact I don’t believe I know what it means any more
When the sun is slowly fadin’ in the western sky
Sometimes it takes forever the day to end
Sometimes it takes a lifetime
Sometimes I think I’ll never see the sun again
Born in the month of June
No silver spoon to help you out
Your mother had you nat'rally,
Nat'rally is the way you came out
You know your own mind
and you show it to me
Give me the high sign
When you want to be free
And open up your eyes
To the wonder that you see
See the airplane fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
And don't you have a worry in the world.
For the love that's been given you
is the one thing time can't erase
and ev'ry day it's growin'
like the knowin' smile upon your face
You're startin' out strong
you get a kick out of life
you like to sing song
be in the spotlight
And when ev'rybody's watchin' you
you shine so bright
See the airplane fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
And don't you have a worry in the world.
You know your own mind
and you show it to me
Give me the high sign
When you want to be free
And open up my eyes
like your mother did for me.
See the airplane fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
And don't you have a worry in the world.
There are dreams that sail away
To sea
And some that stay at home
There are dreams that stay inside
All day
And never see the light
And if dreams come true
I swear to you
I'll dream of you tonight
In a corner bar the local star
Destroys a passing chord
He sits behind a mason jar
And dreams of his reward
Then he takes one break
And counts his take
A dollar buys a bear
A quarter of his life is gone
And what's he doing here
Times are hard
The old backyard is covered
In cement
The people seem afraid to dream
And dreams don't cost a cent
There are dreams that stay inside
All day
And never see the light
And if dreams come true
I swear to you
Sing songs of the sunrise into the night
The stars as your timepiece, make it all right
Make friends with the darkness, talk to the moon
And when the light lifts, you can let out a tune
Been to the mountains, climbed through the sky
Shouldered their whiteness, watched the gold fly
Shared in their treasures, shook at their might
Spoke softly of wonders, Cowboy's Delight
Sing songs of the sunrise into the night
A song of the mountain, Cowboy's Delight
The stars as your timepiece make it alright
I like to deal with the ladies
I like to give ‘em a real hard time
Like to make ‘em sigh
Like to make ‘em cry over me
I like to swing with the good times
I like to have me a real live ball
Doin’ what I can like a dirty old man
(Tee hee)
Like to have ‘em just hangin’ around
Wondering where I’ve been
Like to see ‘em with their big brown eyes
Just a drinkin’ me in
I like to deal with the ladies
I like to hang ‘em up on my line
Treat ‘em kinda rough
But they never got enough of me
Lullay, thou little tiny Child,
By-bye lully, lullay.
Lullay, thou little tiny Child,
By-bye lully, lullay.
O sisters too, how may we do
For to preserve this day,
This poor Youngling for whom we sing
By-bye lully, lullay.
Herod the King, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day;
His men of might, in his own sight,
All children young, to slay.
Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee,
And ever mourn and say;
For Thy parting nor say nor sing,
Two days before the moon was round
You felt the urge of sun’s light beams
The muffled world of dolphin sound
Slipped down and back into your dreams
For nine full months that passed before
You learned of all of life’s ancient rhymes
Then mother sensed a farther shore
And brought you forth into these times
So taste the air of your new world
And gently guide us to your mind
It knows the winds and sails unfurled
And holds to heart the dolphin kind
Welcome precious earthmade child
We met you first in your father’s songs
And mother’s smile and waters wild
It’s in this place you now belong
I know you know of all these things
And feel the faith of a dolphin’s sigh
For you were born on silver wings
To taste the high blown crystal sky
To sing one day to all of us
The songs you learned in dolphin lair
Giving hope to life as all we must
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