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This song appears on four albums, and was first released on Spirit album. It has also been released on The Rocky Mountain Collection, Reflections: Songs of Love and Life and The Country Roads Collection albums.
I guess growing isn't hard to do Just stand against the wall Once I was just two feet high Today I'm six feet tall But knowing who to listen to Is something else again Words just whistle ‘round my head Like seasons in the wind All across the water the clouds are sailing They won't let me look at the sky All I want to do is try and find myself Come and let me look in your eyes In searching for the way to go I've followed all the rules The way they say to chooses between The wise men and the fools I listen to the words they say I read what I should read I do whatever's right to do Try to be what I should be Someone let me in I think the sky is falling Seems I've gotten lost on my way All I want to do is try and find myself Come and let me look in your eyes Ah, but wisdom isn't underground Nor on a mountainside And where am I to take myself There's no place here to hide All across the universe the stars are fading Seems we've gotten lost on our way All I want to do is try and find myself Come and let me look in your eyes Come and let me look in your eyes Come and let me look in your eyes Words by John Denver and Joe Henry - Music by John Denver |
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| 3:59 |
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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 |
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| 3. |
| 3:11 |
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Sunday and it's rainin' in Alaska
Seven days, I haven't seen the sun Flyin' bush, flyin' low along the shore line Doin' everything I can to make it home I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain I can't wait to do what I will do Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly When I can't wait to get back home to you Three years from the war and settled down now I did my time and served my country well In the freedom I defended I fly beneath the North Star And I just don't know a better way to feel I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain I can't wait to do what I will do Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly When I can't wait to get back home to you It's a quiet life out here among the mountains In a cabin that was built with these two hands McCarthey lies asleep beside the Glacier It's colder now, winter's in the air If you think they're wild it's just because they can't be broken It's a strong and gentle people living there I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain I can't wait to do what I will do Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly When I can'?t wait to get back home to you |
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| 4. |
| 3:12 |
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This song was first released on the Spirit album. It is the only album it has been released on.
If you're drivin' down the road and you come across an old man Holdin' out his thumb in the wind His clothes are old and dirty and dirty that doesn't matter It's his eyes that tell where he's been If you're not afraid to take your chances on a stranger He might have some company to lend Why don't you pull off to the side and let that old man have a ride He can tell you all the crazy things he's seen I'm an old hitchhiker The highway is the only home I know Where you're headed I don't mind I ain't been there in some time And it's just exactly where I want to go I can tell you how I started in the circus as a barker Drawin' people in from far and wide They never did regret the dollar that it cost ‘em We always left ‘em feelin' good inside We were headed for Montana when we hired us a dancer Her beauty it was more than I can say Then one summer night she set my soul on fire Lord, I wish that she was here with me today I'm an old hitchhiker, I wonder what's a waitin' ‘round the bend I don't know what I might see and I don't need no guarantee Just a ride from here to there and back again I was only seventeen when I took the open highway Took it for my teacher and a friend I've been thirty years a-thumbin' Some might call it bummin' But it's better than just cryin' in the wind So if you're drivin' down the road and you come across an old man holdin' out his thumb in the rain Why don't you pull off to the side let the poor boy have a ride He can tell you all the crazy things he's seen I'm an old hitchhiker lookin' to the far side of the hill Some people say I'll settle down Build a home in some small town But within my heart I know I never will I'm an old hitchhiker Words by Steve Weisberg and John Denver, music by Steve Weisberg |
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| 3:41 |
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In the grand way, she loves me
The way she holds me close to rest with me And to know she is my life to me My empty days are done My running days are run For the first time I love the morning Burning sundowns, colored autumn trees Mountain rivers, country livers put my mind at ease And to realize such perfect harmony Standing in the dawn Of a new day coming on I'm looking for no tomorrow I can still hear the lonely sound The engines of the midnight freight train northward bound And to feel my life, my life slowly losing ground I never quite understood Though I see it for the good It seems like I've just been dreaming The way she holds me close to comfort me My empty days are done My running days are run For the first time I love the morning For the first time I love the morning For the first time, the first time |
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| 6. |
| 3:09 |
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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Spirit album, and has also been released on the Reflections and The Country Roads Collection albums.
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 frightened 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 When I kiss my pug-nosed dream Words by Johnny Burke, Music by Jimmy van Heusen |
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| 7. |
| 3:16 |
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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Spirit Album, and has also been released on the Changes and Country Classics Albums.
It makes me giggle It makes me giggle Just havin' my baby around me It makes me giggle Sometimes I wiggle ‘Cause I'm so glad she found me Sometimes I wake up feelin' crabby She gives me love as sweet as candy It makes me giggle It makes me giggle Everytime I see my little boy child It makes me giggle Sometimes I wiggle Sometimes I even jump for joy, child He knows just how to make me happy He gives me love and calls me Daddy If I ever felt better I can't seem to recall It just blows me away to be part of it all It makes me giggle It makes me giggle Just singin' these love songs for you It makes me giggle Sometimes I wiggle There ain't nothin' that I'd rather do I'd like to give one to the whole human race If I ever felt better I can't seem to recall It just blows me away to be part of it all Words and music by John Denver |
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| 8. |
| 2:47 |
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I've been out on this highway now
Five days in a row My words all run together My feet are movin' slow Ive got to stop and eat While its 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, Ill be good and gone Please don't make me wait that long Baby, you look good to me tonight I get off at eleven, she said And walked away She poured a cup of coffee and She brought it on a tray She said, It would be nice if you could stay You're the best idea I've had all day Usually I put up a fight but Baby, you look good to me tonight Well I'm ordinarily very shy But I grinned at her as I ate my pie Baby, you look good to me tonight I thought I must be in a dream When she asked me if I wanted cream Baby, you look good to me tonight All in all you know It's not a bad life on the road If you've got wheels to roll And lucky stars above Your destiny's your own You go as far as you can go And if there's time to sleep There's time to make love I came, I saw, I conquered But I rode off in the sun But I know the look she left with me Keeps telling me she won Her face is the only thing I see Whispering those words of prophesy I may come easy, but I don't come free You're never gonna see the last of me Baby, you look good to me tonight I was born to love you now cant you see Baby, you look good to me tonight I'm ordinarily very shy But I take the time to satisfy Baby, you look good to me tonight |
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| 3:43 |
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Usually in the morning
I'm filled with sweet belonging And Everything is beautiful to see Even when it's raining The sound of heaven singing Is simply joyful music to me Sometimes I feel like a sad song Like I'm all alone without you So many different places A million smiling faces Life Is so incredible to me Especially to be near you And how it is to touch you Oh, paradise was made for you and me Sometimes I feel like a sad song Like I'm all alone without you I know that life goes on just perfectly Everything is just the way that it should be Still there are times when my heart feel like breaking And anywhere is where I'd rather be Oh, and in the nighttime I know that it's the right time To hold you close and tell you I love you so To have someone to share with And someone I can care with And that is why I wanted you to know Sometimes I feel like a sad song Like I'm all alone without you Without you. |
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| 2:42 |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Spirit album, and has also been released on the Changes album.
Words and Music by Bob Wills Deep within my heart lies a melody A song of old San Antone Where in dreams I live with a memory Beneath the stars all alone It was there I found beside the Alamo Enchantment strange as the blue up above A moonlit pass that only she would know Still hears my broken song of love Moon in all your splendour Hear only my heart Call back my Rose, Rose of San Antone Lips so sweet and tender Like petals falling apart Speak once again of my love, my own Broken song, empty words I know Still live in my heart all alone For the moonlit pass by the Alamo And Rose, my Rose of San Antone |
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| 3:20 |
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This song was first released on the Spirit album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Peaceful valleys, animals and children asking me Tell the story that you told of sailors drinking tea Tell the one about the man who saddled up the wind Pegasus and flying fish and woodsmen made of tin A kid knows what he wants to be before he's nine or ten Cowboys, clowns, and men of war and someone else's friend But nine grows into big boys' pants and then to scars and pain Twenty's fast and hard as nails but doesn't come again There's days to fall and days to rise and days for making haste Days for seeking out yourself but no days you can waste Nighttimes filled with love so good it aches to rest it down Endless hallways dark with sleep and rivers dark with sound Peaceful valleys, animals and children asking me Tell the story that you told of sailors drinking tea Tell the one about the man who saddled up the wind Pegasus and flying fish and woodsmen made of tin Children climbing on my arms and pigeons on my head Get thee up my little man and dream a dream instead dream a dream of rocking chairs and flying through the night Dream until the morning's gone and turned the dark to light Then come and get your daddy if he hasn't blown away Rock him in your children's hands and help him find his way Take him to your hiding place and let him come inside He'll never tell your secret, cross my heart and hope to die Peaceful valleys, animals and children asking me Tell the story that you told of sailors drinking tea Tell the one about the man who saddled up the wind Pegasus and flying fish and woodsmen made of tin Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver |
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| 4:12 |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Spirit album. It also appears on the Country Classics album.
There are many ways of being in this circle we call life A wise man seeks an answer, burns his candle through the night Is a jewel just a pebble that found a way to shine Is a hero's blood more righteous than a hobo's sip of wine Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower I awoke with this: a flower in my hand I know that love is seeing all the infinite in one In the brotherhood of creatures; who the father, who the son The vision of your goodness will sustain me through the cold Take my hand now to remember when you find yourself alone And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens It fills the endless yearning of the soul It lives within a star too far to dream of It lives within each part and is the whole It's the fire and the wings that fly us home Fly us home, fly us home Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver |
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| 3:46 |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Whose Garden Was This? album, and has also been released on the Changes album.
Whose garden was this It must have been lovely Did it have flowers I've seen pictures of flowers And I'd love to have smelled one Whose river was this You say it ran freely Blue was it's colour And I've seen blue in some pictures And I'd love to have been there Tell me again, I need to know The forest had trees, the meadows were green The oceans were blue And birds really flew Can you swear that it's true Whose grey sky was this Or was it a blue one You say they were breezes I've heard records of breezes And I'd love to have felt one Tell me again, I need to know The forest had trees, the meadows were green The oceans were blue And birds really flew Can you swear that it's true Whose garden was this It must have been lovely Did it have flowers I've seen pictures of flowers And I'd love to have smelled one Tell me again, I need to know Tell me again, I need to know Tell me again, I need to know Words and Music by Tom Paxton |
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| 2:25 |
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This song was first released on the Whose Garden Was This? Album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Time, there was a time You could talk to me without speaking You would look at me and I'd know All there was to know Days, I think of you And remember the lies we told In the night, the love we knew The things we shared when our hearts were beating together Days, that were so few Full of love and you Gone, the days are gone now Days, that seem so wrong now Life, won't be the same Without you to hold again in my arms To ease the pain and remember When our love was a reason for living Days, that were so few Full of love and you The game is over Words and music by John Denver, Bourtayne and Bouchety |
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| 3:10 |
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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? All the lonely people! Where do they all belong? Ah, look at all the lonely people! Ah, look at all the lonely people! |
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| 4:59 |
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The old folks don't talk much
They talk so slowly when they do They are rich they are poor Their illusions are gone They share one heart for two Their homes all smell of time Of old photographs and an old fashioned song Though you may live in town You live so far away when you've lived too long Have they laughed too much Do their dry voices crack talking of things gone by have they cried too much A tear or two still always seems To cloud the eye They tremble as they watch the old silver clock When day is through tick tock oh so slow It says yes it says no It says I wait for you The old folks dream no more Their books have gone to sleep the piano's out of tune the little cat is dead and no more do they sing on a sunday afternoon The old folks move no more Their world become to small their bodies feel like lead they might look out a window or else sit it a chair or else they stay in bed and if they still go out arm in arm, arm in arm in the morning chill its to have a good cry to say their last goodbye to one who's older still and then they go home to the old silver clock when day is through tick tock so so slow it says yes it says no it says I wait for you the old folks never die they just put down their heads and go to sleep one day they will hold each others hands like children in the dark but one will get lost anyway and the other will remain just sitting in a room which makes no sound it doesn't matter now the song has died away and echo's all around you'll see them as they walk through the sun filled parks where children run and play it hurst to much to smile it hurts so much but life goes on for still another day as they try to escape the old silver clock when day is through tick tock oh so slow it says yes it says no it says I wait for you the old old silver clock thats hanging on the wall that waits for us all |
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