Monday, January 9, 2012

Willin' by Linda Ronstadt

Willin' by Linda Ronstadt


written by Lowell George


I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty, don't you know
But I'm still willin'

Out on the road late last night
I'd see my pretty Alice in every headlight
Alice, Dallas Alice

And I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonopah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Driven the backroads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me weed, whites and wine
And you show me a sign
And I'll be willin' to be movin'

And I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stove in but I'm still on my feet
And I'm still willin'

And I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico
Baked by the sun every time I go to Mexico
Ah but I'm still...

And I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonopah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Driven the backroads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me weed, whites and wine
And you show me a sign
And I'll be willin' to be movin'




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJHcD0kHTGk&feature=related

Morning-Glory by Tim Buckley

Tim Buckley
Goodbye & Hello (1967)
Morning-Glory


I Lit My Purest Candle Close To My
Window, Hoping It Would Catch The Eye
Of Any Vagabond Who Passed It By,
And I Waited In My Fleeting House

Before He Came I Felt Him Drawing Near;
As He Neared I Felt The Ancient Fear
That He Had Come To Wound My Door And Jeer,
And I Waited In My Fleeting House

'Tell Me Stories,' I Called To The Hobo;
'Stories Of Cold,' I Smiled At The Hobo;
'Stories Of Old,' I Knelt To The Hobo;
And He Stood Before My Fleeting House

'No,' Said The Hobo, 'No More Tales Of Time;
Don't Ask Me Now To Wash Away The Grime;
I Can't Come In 'Cause It's Too High A Climb,'
And He Walked Away From My Fleeting House

'Then You Be Damned!' I Screamed To The Hobo;
'Leave Me Alone,' I Wept To The Hobo;
'Turn Into Stone,' I Knelt To The Hobo;
And He Walked Away From My Fleeting House





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MgNxopvE3ro

Morning-Glory
hobo - linda ronstadt :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gD0nRvr4ISU

Goodbye & Hello by Tim Buckley

Tim Buckley
Goodbye & Hello (1967)
Goodbye and Hello


The Antique People Are Down In The Dungeons
Run By Machines And Afraid Of The Tax
Their Heads In The Grave And Their Hands On Their Eyes
Hauling Their Hearts Around Circular Tracks
Pretending Forever Their Masquerade Towers
Are Not Really Riddled With Widening Cracks
And I Wave Goodbye To Iron
And Smile Hello To The Air

O The New Children Dance ------ I Am Young
All Around The Balloons ------ I Will Live
Swaying By Chance ------ I Am Strong
To The Breeze From The Moon ------ I Can Give
Painting The Sky ------ You The Strange
With The Colors Of Sun ------ Seed Of Day
Freely They Fly ------ Feel The Change
As All Become One ------ Know The Way

The Velocity Addicts Explode On The Highways
Ignoring The Journey And Moving So Fast
Their Nerves Fall Apart And They Gasp But Can't Breathe
They Run From The Cops Of The Skeleton Past
Petrified By Tradition In A Nightmare They Stagger

Into Nowhere At All And They Look Up Aghast
And I Wave Goodbye To Speed
And Smile Hello To A Rose

O The New Children Play ------ I Am Young
Under The Juniper Trees ------ I Will Live
Sky Blue Or Gray ------ I Am Strong
They Continue At Ease ------ I Can Give
Moving So Slow ------ You The Strange
That Serenely They Can ------ Seed Of Day
Gracefully Grow ------ Feel The Change
And Yes Still Understand ------ Know The Way

The King And The Queen In Their Castle Of Billboards
Sleepwalk Down The Hallways Dragging Behind
All Their Possessions And Transient Treasures
As They Go To Worship The Electronic Shrine
On Which Is Playing The Late Late Commercial
In That Hollowest House Of The Opulent Blind
And I Wave Goodbye To Mammon
And Smile Hello To A Stream

O The New Children Buy ------ I Am Young
All The World For A Song ------ I Will Live
Without A Dime ------ I Am Strong
To Which They Belong ------ I Can Give
Nobody Owns ------ You The Strange
Anything Anywhere ------ Seed Of Day
Everyone's Grown ------ Feel The Change
Up So Big They Can Share ------ Know The Way

The Vaudeville Generals Cavort On The Stage
And Shatter Their Audience With Submachine Guns
And Freedom And Violence The Acrobat Clowns
Do A Balancing Act On The Graves Of Our Sons
While The Tapdancing Emperor Sings 'War Is Peace'
And Love The Magician Disappears In The Fun
And I Wave Goodbye To Murder
And Smile Hello To The Rain

O The New Children Can't ------ I Am Young
Tell A Foe From A Friend ------ I Will Live
Quick To Enchant ------ I Am Strong
And So Glad To Extend ------ I Can Give
Handfuls Of Dawn ------ You The Strange
To Kaleidoscope Men ------ Seed Of Day
Come From Beyond ------ Feel The Change
The Great Wall Of Skin ------ Know The Way

The Bloodless Husbands Are Jesters Who Listen
Like Sheep To The Shrieks And Commands Of Their Wives
And The Men Who Aren't Men Leave The Women Alone
See Them All Faking Love On A Bed Made Of Knives
Afraid To Discover Or Trust In Their Bodies
And In Secret Divorce They Will Never Survive
And I Wave Goodbye To Ashes
And Smile Hello To A Girl

O The New Children Kiss ------ I Am Young
They Are So Proud To Learn ------ I Will Live
Womanwood Bliss ------ I Am Strong
And The Manfire That Burns ------ I Can Give
Knowing No Fear ------ You The Strange
They Take Off Their Clothes ------ Seed Of Day
Honest And Clear ------ Feel The Change
As A River That Flows ------ Know The Way

The Antique People Are Fading Out Slowly
Like Newspapers Flaming In Mind Suicide
Godless And Sexless Directionless Loons
Their Sham Sandcastles Dissolve In The Tide
They Put On Their Deathmasks And Compromise Daily
The New Children Will Live For The Elders Have Died
And I Wave Goodbye To America
And Smile Hello To The World





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PVimPk0kk1k

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

All Along The Watchtower by Bob Dylan

All Along The Watchtower

“There must be some way out of here,” said the joker to the thief
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth”
“No reason to get excited,” the thief, he kindly spoke
“There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we’ve been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late”
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl
Copyright © 1968 by Dwarf Music; renewed 1996 by Dwarf Music

Jimi Hendrix version :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bng3agUOYiI

A Day in the Life by The Beatles




"A Day in the Life" is a song by The Beatles, the final track on the group's 1967 album Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. Credited to Lennon–McCartney, the song comprises distinct segments written independently by John Lennon and Paul McCartney, with orchestral additions. While Lennon’s lyrics were inspired by contemporary newspaper articles, McCartney’s were reminiscent of his youth. The decisions to link sections of the song with orchestral glissandos and to end the song with a sustained piano chord were made only after the rest of the song had been recorded.
The supposed drug reference in the line "I’d love to turn you on" resulted in the song initially being banned from broadcast by the BBC. Since its original album release, "A Day in the Life" has been released as a B-side, and also on various compilation albums. It has been covered by other artists including Sting, Bobby Darin, The Fall, Neil Young, Jeff Beck, The Bee Gees, Robyn Hitchcock, Phish and since 2008, by McCartney in his live performances. The song is frequently listed among the greatest songs ever written.

According to Lennon, the inspiration for the first two verses was the death of Tara Browne, the 21-year-old heir to the Guinness fortune and close friend of Lennon and McCartney, who had crashed his Lotus Elan on 18 December 1966 in Redcliffe Gardens, Earls Court.[3]Lennon's verses were adapted from a story in the 17 January 1967 edition of The Daily Mail, which reported the coroner's verdict into Browne's death.[4]
"I didn't copy the accident," Lennon said. "Tara didn't blow his mind out, but it was in my mind when I was writing that verse. The details of the accident in the song—not noticing traffic lights and a crowd forming at the scene—were similarly part of the fiction."[5]
The third verse contains the line "The English Army had just won the war"; Lennon was making reference to his role in the movie How I Won the War, released on 18 October 1967. In Many Years from Now, McCartney said about the line "I'd love to turn you on", which concludes both verse sections: "This was the time of Tim Leary's 'Turn on, tune in, drop out' and we wrote, 'I'd love to turn you on.' John and I gave each other a knowing look: 'Uh-huh, it's a drug song. You know that, don't you?'.......

A Day in the Life  by The Beatles

I read a news today, oh boy,
About a lucky man who made a grade,
And though the news was rather sad,
Well, I just had to laugh.
I saw the photograph.

He blew his mind out in a car,
He didn't notice that the lights have changed,
A crowd of people stood and stared,
They've seen his face before,
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords.

I saw a film today, oh boy,
The English army had just won the war,
A crowd of people turned away,
But I just had a look,
Having read a book, I'd like to turn you on...

Woke up, fell out of bed,
dragged a comb across my head,
found my way downstairs and drank a cup,
and looking up I noticed I was late.

Found my coat and grabbed my head,
made the bus in second flat,
found my way upstairs and had a smoke,
and somebody spoke and I went into a dream

I heard a news today, oh boy,
four thousand holes in Blackburn Lancashire,
and though the holes were rather small,
they had to count them all,
now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall,
I'd love to turn you on.



Chimes Of Freedom by The Byrds

 Chimes Of Freedom by  The Byrds

Far between sundown’s finish and midnight’s broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts, struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing

Flashing for the warriors, whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Even though a cloud’s white curtain in a far off corner flashed
And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting

Starry eyed and laughing, as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
And we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed till the tolling ended

Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, srung-out ones and worse
And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing


http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/byrds/chimes-of-freedom-12193.html

Highway 61 Revisited by Bob Dylan

Highway 61 Revisited by Bob Dylan

While Dylan was growing up in the 1950s, before the interstate highway system was built, Highway 61 stretched from the Mississippi delta to the Canadian border, running through Duluth, where he was born, and St. Paul. Along the way, the highway passed nearby the birthplaces and homes of Southern music greats such as Muddy Waters, Son House, Elvis Presley, and Charley Patton. The "empress of the blues", Bessie Smith, met her death in an automobile accident on Highway 61, and blues legend Robert Johnson was said to have sold his soul to the devil at the highway's crossroads with Highway 49. The highway was also the subject of several blues classics, notably Roosevelt Sykes's "Highway 61 Blues" (1932) and Mississippi Fred McDowell's "61 Highway" (1964)........

Highway 61 Revisited by Bob Dylan

Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”

Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”

God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”

God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61”
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there’s only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol’ Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red, white and blue shoestrings
And a thousand telephones that don’t ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren’t right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light, he says hmm you’re right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61
Now the rovin’ gambler he was very bored
He was tryin’ to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun
And have it on Highway 61
Copyright © 1965 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1993 by Special Rider Music

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usGIkEJXJJ4&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mg7xqJ1gYWU