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So you say that all the good times are gone
And you say this rain will keep raining on I'll walk along with my head held high Finding my song and I'll sing it to the sky I may be wrong but I'll live till I die That's the way it's gonna be, wait and see Even though you say the devil knocks at my door And you say my ship will not reach the shore I've got a will and a thousand ways I've got a dream of a thousand better days I've got a smile that just stays and stays That's the way it's gonna be, wait and see Even though you say I've reached the end of the road And you say the tides are all running low Victory is waiting for me round the bend I won't stay down for the count of ten I've said it before, and I'll say it again That's the way it's gonna be, wait and see Even though you say that all the good times are gone And you say this rain will keep raining on I'll walk along with my head held high Finding my song well I'll sing it to the sky I may be wrong but I'll live till I die That's the way it's gonna be, wait and see Wait and see Wait and see |
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Words by Ian Tyson
How come we can't talk to each other any more? Why can't you see I'm changing too? We've got by far too long to end it feeling wronged And I still share too much with you Just one great river always flowing to the sea One single river rolling in eternity Two nations in the land that lies along its shore But just one river rolling free How come you shut me out as if I wasn't there What's this new bitterness you've found? However wronged you were, however strong it hurt It wasn't me that held you down. Just one great river always flowing to the sea One single river rolling in eternity Two nations in the land that lies along its shore But just one river rolling free Why can't you understand I'm glad you're standing proud I know you made it on your own But in this pride you've earned, I thought you might have learned That you don't have to stand alone Lonely northern rivers come together till you see One single river rolling in eternity Two nations in the land that lies along its shore But just one river, you and me |
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Wenn Sie durch Die Schone Deutschland gehen
Einen gesang werder Sie Horen Es gibt eine kleine Melodie in Deutschland Fur funfzehn oder Zwanzig Jahren [Spoken] As you travel through Die Schone Deutschland (Wenn Sie durch Die Schone Deutschland gehen) A melody will greet your ears (Einen gesang werder Sie Horen) It's a melody that's been around in Deutschland (Es gibt eine kleine Melodie in Deutschland) For fifteen to twenty years (Fur funfzehn oder Zwanzig Jahren) Each and every German dances to the strain Of the I was not a Nazi Polka All without exception join in the refrain Of the I was not a Nazi Polka Goering was a crazy we wanted to deport Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka We all thought that Dachau was just a nice resort Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka The German is so cultured, he does not like to fight The peaceful life is what he most enjoys For years the German people were utterly convinced I.G. Farben manufactured children's toys I never shot a Luger or goosed a single step Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka - Was you not an SS guard? - I was not an SS guard. I was not a Nazi Polka - Did you not love Ilsa Koch? - I did not love Ilsa Koch. I was not a Nazi Polka - Did you not despise the Jews? - I did not, some of my best friends.. I was not a Nazi Polka - Did you not think Adolf great? - I did not, Adolf who? - Adolf who? - Ja, Adolf who? - Fritz, you're putting me on. - Was bedeutet dieses 'putting me on'? - Are you kidding me or something? - Nein, I'm not kidding you. Adolf who? - Adolf Hitler! - Should I know him? Is he a folksinger? - You don't remember? - Nein, I don't remember him. Who was he? - Well.. A little man, very mean, very loud and brash - Mmm-mmm... Not too tall, he never smiled, wore a black mustache - Nein, I never heard.. He had a girl, Eva Braun, hair as red as flame - Ah, ja, ja. He papered walls for many years till his moment came - Of course! He's the one who clapped his hands, went into a dance When the news came to him that we had conquered France - That's him He once said, when our flag proudly was unfurled, "Today, Germany, tomorrow, the world! (Yeah!) Tomorrow, the world! (Yeah!) Tomorrow the world! (Yeah!) Tomorrow the world! (Yeah! Yeah!)" - I never heard of him - Neither did I To our Israeli allies let us raise a toast Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka Sure there were some Nazis, two or three at most Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka We tried to throw off Hitler right from the very start That's what every history book should tell We hated Heinrich Himmler, Martin Bormann too We believe as Sherman did that war is hell.. hell.. hell.. hell.. Heil!.. Heil!.. Heil!.. Sieg heil!.. Sieg heil!.. Sieg heil!! Germans are as gentle as flowers in the spring Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka Germans are a people who love to dance and sing Sing the I was not a Nazi Polka [Spoken] Wait a minute! Wait a minute! You there, you are not singing. You do not like to sing? Tell me, you still have a family in Germany, nicht wahr? Sing! Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka Sieg heil! |
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Sholom Aleichem
Sholom Aleichem Hava nagila Hava nagila Hava nagila venis'mecha The Vatican has made it official Us Jews didn't kill Jesus They shouldn't blame us We're not responsible As for me, last night I had my first good night of sleep In two thousand years Ecumenically we're acceptable Oh what a joy to be clean We're clean, we're clean The Vatican says we're clean We're good and sweet And gentle too We did no harm to you know who We're clean, we're clean The Vatican says we're clean Mazel Tov! We'll erase all the old persecution It wasn't vicious Just capricious We'll forget and not fret over what has been Oh boy what a joy to be clean We're clean, we're clean The Vatican says we're clean We're good and sweet And gentle too We did no harm to you know who We're clean, we're clean The Vatican says we're clean Everybody dance! We'll forgive all the old Inquisition We won't lament it They never meant it We'll be raised and be praised with gentility Oh gee can't you see we're absolved Absolved, absolved The Pope says we're absolved So take a christian by the hand And let's all shout "It's grand, it's grand" Wait a minute.. If we didn't do it, who did? The puertoricans Absolved, absolved The problem is all solved The Pope says we're absolved |
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Love is but the song we sing
Fear's the way we die You can make the mountains ring Or make the angels cry Know that love is on the wing You need not know why Come on people now Get together Smile upon your brother And love one another right now Some may come and some may go We shall surely pass When that which has left us here Returns for us at last People, we are but a moment's sunlight Fading on the grass Come on people now Get together Smile upon your brother And love one another right now If you hear the song I sing You must understand You hold the key to love and fear It's in your trembling hand People, one key unlocks them both, you know It's there at your command Come on people now Get together Smile upon your brother And love one another right now Come on, love one another right now |
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I'm a long tall texan, I ride a big white horse
He rides through Texas on big, white horse I'm a long tall texan, I ride a big white horse He rides through Texas on a big, white horse People look at me and say Hurrah, Hurrah, is that your horse? Yeah I'm a long tall texan, I wear a ten-gallon hat He rides through Texas with a ten-gallon hat I'm a long tall texan, I wear a ten-gallon hat He rides through Texas wearin a ten-gallon hat People look at me and say Hurrah, Hurrah, is that your hat? Yeah I was walking down the street with my big shiny badge Spurs jingling on my feet When I saw a man a coming, coming with a gun, you know I just can't be beat Well I'm a long tall texan, I enforce justice for the law He rides through Texas to enforce the law I'm a long tall texan, I enforce justice for the law He rides through Texas to enforce the law People look at me and say Hurrah, Hurrah, are you the law? Yeah I'm a short fat texan, I ride a Honda one two five He rides from Texas on a one two five I'm a short fat texan, I ride a Honda one two five He rides from Texas on a one two five People look at me and say Oh, come on man, you're too old to be riding a thing like that Yeaaaaaaaaaah! |
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You can't buy me baby with your silver
You can't buy me baby with your gold And I don't care if your daddy is rich and famous I'm never never ever coming home As long as I've got my guitar in my hand As long as my pretty lady is right by my side I don't want your Cadillac coming round my door There's plenty of fast freight trains I'd rather ride If my parents ask you where I'm going Say that I come out here to the West Country And if you're worried I think I need your high tone advice Well, listen to me please, don't talk to me |
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When I think of Elizabeth Taylor
And many’s the times I do I think what that poor kid puts up with And it tears my heart in two She’s out every night in a swank cabaret Gets breakfast in bed on a solid gold tray I hear that she earns seven thousand a day “What kind of life is that”? She gets what she wants irregardless* of price Yeah, “Did you see her ring, that was some chunk of ice?” Why, she has thirty minks that she’s never worn twice “What kind of life is that”? What kind of life, what kind of life, what kind of life is that? Facing snakes and other dangers Making love to perfect strangers I read in the news she buys booze by the vat Now, “What kind of life is that”? Poor Liz, poor Liz Does she know what it means to make a pot roast last a week To wrap a towel around a pipe in case it springs a leak Does she know what it means to get down on her hands and knees To wash her kid’s pajamas or her old man’s BVDs? These simple pleasures don’t delight her She’s too busy with la dolche viter* Wherever she goes something thrilling occurs She goes out to dine and the restaurant stirs She’s had twenty husbands, yeah, “Five of them hers!” “What kind of life is that”? I’m sure Liz must think things look dandy so far But will she, like poor Sybil*, one day wear a scar Will she wind up too with a rock-and-roll star “What kind of life is that”? What kind of life, what kind of life, what kind of life is that? At MGM they silver-spooned her I think ‘National Velvet’* ruined her I pay for a house what she pays for hat “What kind of life is that”? They packed up the crew at the Fox Studio They headed for Egypt, but Nasser* said, “No” They wouldn’t let her in, she’s Jewish, you know “What kind of life is that”? So for all of her glamour and her whoop-tee-doo And her house in the best neighborhood Would you take that lousy life if it was offered to you You can bet Cleopatra’s asp, you would! /////////////// NOTES /////////////// 1. “irregardless” - grammatically incorrect, but it is the actual word used. Substitute “irrespective” if you’re a purist. 2. la dolche viter - a play on words on “la dolche vita” (Italian for, “the sweet life”) in order to rhyme with the preceding line. 3. Sybil - Sybil Dorsett. Famous for having multiple personalities. 4. National Velvet - The 1944 film that skyrocketed Elizabeth Taylor to stardom at age 12. 5. Nasser - Gamal Abdul Nasser, president of Egypt 1956 - 1970. |
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Well now friends you'll never guess it, so I really must confess it
I just met the sweetest woman of my long dismal life But a friend of mine said, “Buddy, just in case your mind is muddy Don't you know that girl you're fooling with is Peg-leg Johnson's wife And that man is big and tough and mean and grim And he'll brain you with his artificial limb” But next morning bright and early, I stole old Peg-leg's girlie And I also took his wooden leg just to play it safe But there weren't no time for laughter, 'cause he started hopping after And I keep on running faster, but he won't give up the chase And I'm running through the mountains with his bride And I got his wooden leg here by my side CHORUS I'm a three legged man with a two-legged woman Being chased cross the country by a one-legged fool Though he's huffing and he's puffing and he shows no sign of stopping I tell you boys this life is hard and cruel 'Cross the deserts and the valleys and those dark Chicago alleys 'Cross the mighty Mississippi to the hills of Caroline Through the mountains of Montana and the swamps of Louisiana Every time that I look back, he's just one foot behind And I know he must be cold and wet and sick But in spite of all his woes he can kick CHORUS Now he's ragged and he’s filthy and I'm feeling kinda guilty 'Specially in the evening when I hear him plead and beg He says, "Spite of all your stealing friend, I bear you no hard feeling You can keep the derned old woman, but please give me back my leg" For although the one you meant to take was wooden In the dark by mistake you took my good'un CHORUS |
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Take me to the night I'm tipping
Topsy turvy turning upside down Hold me tight and whisper what you wish For there is no-one here around You may sing-song me sweet smiles Regardless of the city's careless frown Come watch the no colors fade, blazing Into petaled sprays of violets of dawn Prince Charming I will be on two white steeds To bring you dappled, diamond crowns And climb your tower, Sleeping Beauty 'Fore you even know I've left the ground You can wear a Cinderella, Snow White Alice Wonderlanded gown Come watch the no colors fade, blazing Into petaled sprays of violets of dawn I don't mean to wake you up It's only loneliness just coming on Come watch the no colors fade, blazing Into petaled sprays of violets of dawn |
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Do you want to know a secret
Just between you and me I don't know where I'm going Don't know what I wanna be But that's another side of this life I've been leading But that's another side of this life Maybe I'll go to Nashville Sunny Tennessee This ten cent life I'm leading here Gonna be the death of me My whole world's in an uproar My whole world's upside down I don't know where I'm going But I gotta keep [?] around Well I don't know what I'm doing Half the time I don't know where I'll go I think I'll get me a sailing boat And sail the gulf of Mexico |
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We didn’t know at all, we didn’t see a thing
You can’t hold us to blame, what could we do? It was a terrible shame, but we can’t bear the blame Oh no, not us, we didn’t know We didn’t know said the burgermeister about those camps at the edge of town It was Hitler and his crew that tore the German nation down We saw the cattle cars, it’s true, and maybe they carried a Jew or two They woke us up as they rattled through, but what did you expect me to do? We didn’t know at all, we didn’t see a thing You can’t hold us to blame, what could we do? It was a terrible shame, but we can’t bear the blame Oh no, not us, we didn’t know We didn’t know said the congregation singing a hymn in a church of white The press was full of lies about us, preacher told us we were right The outside agitators came, they burned some churches and they put the blame On decent Southern peoples names, to set our colored folks aflame And maybe some of our boys got hot, and a couple of niggers and reds got shot They should’ve stayed where they belong, the preacher would’ve told us if we’d done wrong We didn’t know at all, we didn’t see a thing You can’t hold us to blame, what could we do? It was a terrible shame, but we can’t bear the blame Oh no, not us, we didn’t know We didn’t know said the puzzled voter watching the President on TV I guess we gotta drop those bombs, if we’re gonna keep South Asia free The President’s such a peaceful man, I guess he’s got some kind of plan They say we’re torturing prisoners of war, but I don’t believe that stuff no more Torturing prisoners is a Communist game, and you can bet they’re doing the same I wish this war was over and through, but what do you expect me to do? We didn’t know at all, we didn’t see a thing You can’t hold us to blame, what could we do? It was a terrible shame, but we can’t bear the blame Oh no, not us, we didn’t know We didn’t know at all, we didn’t see a thing You can’t hold us to blame, what could we do? It was a terrible shame, but we can’t bear the blame Oh no, not us, we didn’t know |
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I spent my hungry young years running wild
There was so much for me to do And I spent cities like a handful of change But I never quit looking for you One time and one time only Been such a long time lonely One time for all time it will be Been waiting such a long time Each time has been the wrong time Until you came to me I looked for you in every face I saw And could not find you any where Then finally one day I quit trying at all And looked up to see you standing there I don't mind telling you what's on my mind It's no big secret any more I have no plans at all for moving on That's one thing that I was never looking for |
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O what will you give me
Say the bells of Rhymney Is there hope for the future Say the brown bells of Merthyr And who made the mine owner Say the black bells of Rhondda And who robbed the miner Say the grim bells of Blaina They will plunder willy-nilly Say the bells of Caerphilly They have fangs, they have teeth Shout the loud bells of Neathe Even God is uneasy Say the moist bells of Swansea And what will you give me Say the sad bells of Rhymney Throw the vandals in court Say the bells of Newport All would be well if, if, if Say the green bells of Cardiff Why so worried, sisters, why Sing the silver bells of Wye And what will you give me Say the sad bells of Rhymney |
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Rabbit in a log and I can’t find my dog
How will I get ‘im, I know Get me a briar and I’ll twist it in ‘is hair That’s how I’ll I get ‘im, I know I know, [I know], I know, [really I know] That’s how I’ll I get ‘im, I know Get me a briar and I’ll twist it in ‘is hair That’s how I’ll I get ‘im, I know Build me a fire and I’ll roast that old hare Roll ‘im in the flames nice and brown Feast in the night while the Moon shines so bright But I got not place to lie down Lie down, [to lie down], lie down, [to lie down] I got not place to lie down Feast in the night while the Moon shines so bright But I got not place to lie down Walkin’ down the track with a chicken on my back Soles of my shoes nearly gone, [yee-ha!] Little ways ahead, there’s an old farmer’s shed That’s where I’ll rest my weary bones Weary bones, [weary bones], weary bones, [lazy bones] That’s where I’ll rest my weary bones Little ways ahead, there’s an old farmer’s shed That’s where I’ll rest my weary bones INSTRUMENTAL BREAK Rabbit in a log and I can’t find my dog How will I get ‘im, I know Get me a briar and I’ll twist it in ‘is hair That’s how I’ll I get ‘im, I know I know, [I know], I know, [really I know] That’s how I’ll I get ‘im, I know Get me a briar and I’ll twist it in ‘is hair That’s how I’ll I get ‘im, I know |
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Business goes on as usual
The corn and the profits are high And the TVs boom in every living room They tell us which deodorant to buy Business goes on as usual Except that my brother is dead He was twenty-five and very much alive But the dreams have all been blasted from his head In a far-off land with a gun in his hand He died in a war he did not understand And business goes on as usual There's plenty to choose from the rack And the rumor goes, the latest thing in clothes Will be black Business goes on as usual Business goes on as usual Business goes on as usual Business goes on as usual As usual... |
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I'll walk in the rain by your side
I'll cling to the warmth of your hand I'll do anything to keep you satisfied I'll love you more than anybody can And the wind will whisper your name to me Little birds will sing along in time The leaves will bow down when you walk by And morning bells will chime I'll be there when you're feeling down To kiss away the tears if you cry I'll share with you all the happiness I've found A reflection of the love in your eyes And I'll sing you the songs of the rainbow I'll whisper all the joy that is mine The leaves will bow down when you walk by And morning bells will chime And the wind will whisper your name to me Little birds will sing along in time The leaves will bow down when you walk by And morning bells will chime |
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Every Fall when the leaves turn brown
Friday evening rolls around I sit down in my TV chair And my face assumes a TV stare Goodbye world, goodbye family It's football time It's highlight films of last week's games Commercials starring big league names Analysis of all the plays Picking the winners for Saturday Interviews with the stars Interviews with the waterboy Interviews with the fullback's grandmother On Saturday it's do or die For dear old Siwash will defy, the enemy to dim our stars Who have their eyes on brand new cars Thank God for scholarships Thank God for alumni Thank God for the School of Education Now my poor wife has got it rough 'Cause Saturdays would be enough But Sunday's a tale she knows too well A double header in the NFL She says I don't listen to her Said she was going to Reno Sounded to me like a new formation Now half time shows with pretty girls In little short skirts and long blond curls But who's got time for majorettes When NBC has got the Jets And I just can't afford two sets But don't fret Jets With four hundred thousand dollars for Namath And two hundred thousand for Huarte You can spend them to death The terminology is giving me fits It's red-dogs, cornerbacks, double safety blitz Jitterbugging, automatic, submarine, zip Zig-out, down-and-out, collarbone, hip Listen to the huddle Hear the quarterback say "Tucker, just take that ball and run for your life It's your turn to be on instant replay" Well, as I sat there sipping beer A shoe came whistling by my ear A bullet pass, I really mean it went right through the TV screen My wife was laughing hysterically I said "Don't worry honey, I can have it fixed by next Saturday" NOTES: SIWASH is a fictional college in stories by American author George Fitch. It connotes a small, usually inland, college that is notably provincial in outlook. RENO = Reno, Nevada. Quickie Marriage/Divorce capitol of the US at the time. NAMATH = Joe Namath, quarterback of the New York Jets in the middle 1960s. HUARTE = John Huarte, 1964 Heisman Trophy winner and quarterback of the Boston Patriots in 1966. |
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Wohin auch das Auge blicket
Moor und Heide nur ringsum Vogelsang uns nicht erquicket Eichen stehen kahl und krumm Wir sind die Moorsoldaten Und ziehen mit dem spaten ins Moor Wir sind die Moorsoldaten Und ziehen mit dem spaten ins Moor SPOKEN INTRO (John Denver) In the early 1930s, the concentration camps of Germany began filling up with hundreds, then thousands, then hundreds of thousands of Hitler’s political enemies. These were the men who resisted the Nazi tyranny until they had to be destroyed. But they always dreamed of freedom, if not for themselves, then for their children. Far and wide as the eye can wander Heath and bog are everywhere Not a bird sings out to cheer us Trees are standing gaunt and bare CHORUS We are the Peat Bog Soldiers We’re marching with our spades to the bog We are the Peat Bog Soldiers We’re marching with our spades to the bog Up and down the guards are pacing No one, no one, can go through Flight would mean a sure death facing Guns and barbed wire greet our view CHORUS But for us there is no complaining Winter will in time be past One day we shall cry rejoicing “Homeland dear, you’re mine at last” Then will the Peat Bog Soldiers March no more with their spades to the bog Dann sind die Moorsoldaten Nicht vergeht dem spaten ins Moor |
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