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from Donovan - 7-Tease/ Slow Down World [box] (2004)
You may ask a million wise men
You may search a thousand books You may seek friend's consolation And their sympathetic looks They can't tell you what to do They ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart. All around you life has fallen You watch the pieces scatter fast Your lover heeds another calling Now you're living in the past... They can't tell you what to do They ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart. Secret cowboy in the canyon Four wheel driving stallion Country music in his fingers Another girl within his heart He can't tell you what to do He ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart. |
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from Donovan - 7-tease (2006)
You may ask a million wise men
You may search a thousand books You may seek friend's consolation And their sympathetic looks They can't tell you what to do They ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart. All around you life has fallen You watch the pieces scatter fast Your lover heeds another calling Now you're living in the past... They can't tell you what to do They ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart. Secret cowboy in the canyon Four wheel driving stallion Country music in his fingers Another girl within his heart He can't tell you what to do He ain't got no words for you Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart... Only you know what to do with your broken heart. |
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from Donovan - Mellow Yellow/ Wear Your Love Like Heaven [box] (2001)
A Saturday night
It feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense You'd maybe go ‘way for a few days Be that as it may You can't only say you were lonely You are but a young girl Working your way thru the phoneys Cafe on, milk gone Such a sad light unfading Yourself you touch But not too much You hear it's degrading The flowers on your stockings Wilting away in the midnight The book you are reading Is one man's opinion of moonlight Your skin is so white You'd like maybe to go to bed soon Just closing your eyes If you're to rise up before noon High heels, car wheels All the losers are groovin' Your dream, strange scene Images are movin' Your friends they are all making A pop star or two every evening And you know that scene backwards, They can't see the patterns they're weaving Your friends they're all models But you soon got over that one You sit in your one room A little brought down in London Cafe on, milk gone Such a sad light unfading Yourself you touch But not too much You've heard it's degrading A Saturday night It feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense You'd maybe go ‘way for a few days Be that as it may You can't only say you were lonely You are but a young girl And you're working your way thru the phoneys |
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from Donovan - Beat Cafe (2004)
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You yin my yang, I'll yang your yin You be for me, sweet fantasy You black my white, I'll day your night You be for me what you want me to be. And there'll be music Music in the air, flowers in your hair, life without a care There'll be music There'll be music everywhere, life without a care, flowers in your hair. And there'll be music Music in the air, flowers in your hair, life without a care There'll be music Music everywhere, life without a care, flowers in your hair. You yin my yang, I'll yang your yin You be for me, sweet fantasy, mmm. And there'll be music Music in the air, flowers in your hair, life without a care There'll be music There'll be music everywhere, life without a care, flowers in your hair. There'll be music Music in the air, flowers in your hair, life without a care There'll be music Music everywhere, life without a care, flowers in your hair. If you yin my yang. |
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from Donovan - Essence To Essence (1973)
There have been bad thing done
There have been some good one And many people died And many nations cried And many babies came As many died again Yet always Man prevailed Yeah though the Devil wailed You know we're way out there In some galaxy hair With all this space around We fight to keep our share. With all our cruelty And all our jealousy We find it hard to give To just live and let live To live and let live It's all in the Dance of Life my friend It's all in the Song that never ends It's all in the Dance of Life my friend Following that Yellow Star Following that Yellow Star Following that Yellow Star Following that Yellow Star We think that we're so big The truth we never, never twig And if some Quasar gonna blow I guess we'd never, never know And long before that day When we are burned away Let us take time to smile And swing a little while Just a little while. There have been many, many words And just as many, many turds It's all a kind of dream And not quite what it seems But when the talking's done This Life of Death we're gonna shun And turn our heart to Him Hail' S'lassi' Whose Light will never, never dim Whoa, oh, oh, It's all in the Dance of Life my friend It's all in the Song that never ends It's all in the Dance of Life my friends Following that Yellow Star Following that Yellow Star Following that Yellow Star Following that Yellow Star Following that Yellow Star Following that Yellow Star. |
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from Donovan - Mellow Yellow/ Wear Your Love Like Heaven [box] (2001)
From the album mellow yellow
The days of wine and roses are distant days for me. I dream of the last and the next affair and of girls I'll never see. And here I sit, the retired writer in the sun, The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue, The retired writer in the sun. Tonight I trod in the starlight, I excused myself with a grin. I ponder the moon in a silver spoon and the little one 'live within. And here I sit, the retired writer in the sun, The retired writer in the sun. The magazine girl poses on my glossy paper aeroplane Too many years I spent in the City playing with Mr. Loss and Gain. And here I sit, the retired writer in the sun, The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue, The retired writer in the sun. I bathe in the sun of the morning, lemon circles swim in the tea Fishing for time with a wishing line and throwing it back in the sea. And here I sit, the retired writer in the sun, The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue, The retired writer in the sun. |
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from Donovan - Summer Day Reflection Songs (2002)
Hey, hey, hey, why do you treat me like you do,
Hey, hey, hey, why do you treat me like you do ? There's just as many geese and they're flyin' down South As there are lies just pouring out of your mouth. Hey, hey, hey, why do you treat me like you do ? You say that you're young, girl, I guess that's your big excuse But sometimes I get so low down I wanna shout out, What's the use ?! When you've been a lovin' someone else you don't try to hide You take me for a fool then you take me for a ride. Hey, hey, hey, why do you treat me like you do ? Ah, you seen my face, gal, with the tears all down my mouth. You came up, you held my hand, gal, you don't know what it's all about. I seen you goin' out, there was nothin' I could say, I hung around your house till the very break of day, Then you came a-laughing down the bright highway. Now, why do you treat me like you do ? My mornings, they're all empty now, my evenings, they're just the same, Now maybe I been thinkin' wrong about you, gal, and you ain't really the one to blame. Keep on lovin' someone else, now don't you try to hide, You can take me for a fool if it keeps you satisfied, 'Cause I ain't gonna be the one to ask the reason Why do you treat me like you do. |
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from Donovan - Beat Cafe (2004)
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Like a river she's flowing into my life, my life Like a river she's flowing into my life, my life. Wind is blowing aIl around her hair, into the distance she stare Wind is blowing aIl around her hair, into the distance she stare. Like a zephyr she's blowing into my life, my life Like a zephyr she's blowing into my life, my life. Whirlwind blowing aIl around our love, into the mystic above Whirlwind blowing aIl around our love, into the mystic above. Ooh, ooh. Like a quiver she's glowing into my life, my life Like a quiver she's glowing into my life, my life. Whirlwind blowing all around our love, into the mystic above Whirlwind blowing aIl around our love, into the mystic above. Ooh, ooh. |
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from Donovan - Barabajagal (1969)
Springtime for me has gone, where is she
Waking in the blue dawn, where is she ? Someday I'll say to her "I am here." Smiling her words will be "I am cheer." I know she'll wait for me, Well, I know she'll wait for me to come to her Springtime for me has gone, where is she Waking in the blue dawn, where is she Lazy adorn and adorn she will be Drowsy sleepy with blue I am here. I know she'll wait for me, Well, I know she'll wait for me to come to her. |
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from Donovan - 7-tease (2006)
There is a rapture that my soul desires
There is a something that I cannot name. I know not after what my soul aspires Nor guess from when the restless longing came But ever from my childhood have I felt it In all things beautiful, in all things gay And ever has its gentle unseen presence Falling like a shadow cloud across my way. It is the melody in all sweet music In all fair forms it is the hidden grace. In all I love, a something that escapes me, Flies by pursuit and ever visits face. I see it in the woodlands, silver beauty I feel it in the very breathing of the air. I stretch my hand to grasp for I can't touch it When I do, well I know it is not there. La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la la la But ever from my childhood have I felt it In all things beautiful, in all things gay And ever has its gentle unseen presence Falling like a shadow cloud across my way. There is a rapture. |
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from Donovan - Hurdy Gurdy Man (1968)
Can I be of assistance, my love ? Sha la la la la la la la la I will help you out into the room Sha la la la la la la la la And you know what I'm thinking that very soon we will be a-drinking >From the cup of joy you have brought From the cup of joy the lady brought I see you brought your bow along also Sha la la la la la la la la Is the arrow for me, love ? Very soon I think I'll know If I never return from in her eyes Sha la la la la la la la la Even in the dark they hypnotise Sha la la la la la la la la West Indian lady in the picture on my wall, But I love her printer's name and all But he love her printer's name and all But I love her drawing pins and all. But he love her drawing pins and all But he love her printer's name and all Sha la la la la la la la la But he love her printer's name and all Sha la la la la la la la la She's the belle of Kilburn, yeah, yeah, yeah She's the belle of Kilburn, yeah, yeah, yeah She's the belle of Kilburn, yeah, yeah, yeah She's the belle of Kilburn, yeah, yeah, yeah She's the belle of Kilburn Jennifer Juniper Jennifer Juniper lives upon the hill, Jennifer Juniper, sitting very still. Is she sleeping ? I don't think so. Is she breathing ? Yes, very low. Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love ? Jennifer Juniper, rides a dappled mare, Jennifer Juniper, lilacs in her hair. Is she dreaming ? Yes, I think so. Is she pretty ? Yes, ever so. Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love ? I'm thinking of what it would be like if she loved me. You know just lately this happy song it came along And I like to somehow try and tell you. Jennifer Juniper, hair of golden flax. Jennifer Juniper longs for what she lacks. Do you like her ? Yes, I do, Sir. Would you love her ? Yes, I would, Sir. Whatcha doing Jennifer, my love ? Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper. Jennifer Juniper vit sur la colline, Jennifer Juniper assise tr? tranquille. Dort-elle ? Je ne crois pas. Respire-t-elle ? Oui, mais tout bas. Qu'est-ce que tu fais, Jenny mon amour ? Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper, Jennifer Juniper |
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from Donovan - Mellow Yellow/ Wear Your Love Like Heaven [box] (2001)
Color in sky, prussian blue
Scarlet fleece changes hue Crimson ball sinks from view Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Color sky, havana lake Color sky, rose carmethene Alizarin crimson Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Cannot believe what I see All I have wished for will be All our race proud and free Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) Carmine Carmine |
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from Donovan - A Gift From A Flower To A Garden (2003)
Color in sky, prussian blue
Scarlet fleece changes hue Crimson ball sinks from view Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Color sky, havana lake Color sky, rose carmethene Alizarin crimson Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Cannot believe what I see All I have wished for will be All our race proud and free Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) Carmine Carmine |
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from Donovan - Love Is Hot, Truth Is Molten 1965 - 73 (2005)
Color in sky, prussian blue
Scarlet fleece changes hue Crimson ball sinks from view Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Color sky, havana lake Color sky, rose carmethene Alizarin crimson Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Cannot believe what I see All I have wished for will be All our race proud and free Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) Carmine Carmine |
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from Donovan - Best/ Ballad Of Geraldine (2006)
Color in sky, prussian blue
Scarlet fleece changes hue Crimson ball sinks from view Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Color sky, havana lake Color sky, rose carmethene Alizarin crimson Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Cannot believe what I see All I have wished for will be All our race proud and free Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love like) Wear your love like heaven (Wear your love) Lord, kiss me once more Fill me with song Allah, kiss me once more That I may, that I may Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love like) Wear my love like heaven (Wear my love) Carmine Carmine |
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from Donovan - A Gift From A Flower To A Garden (2003)
In the golden garden bird of peace
Stands the silver girl the Wild Jewels niece Paints and pretty colors Children's drawings on the wall Look of doubt I cast you out be gone your ragged call In the forest thick a trick of light Makes an image magnet to my sight Gown of purple velvet enchanted glazed eye The sound of wings and sparkling rings behold a crimson sky Tread to light so not to touch the grass Breathe the air so slowly as you pass Silent sudden dewdrop remains unseen until Eyes to fall to hidden call the power of Love and Will Symphonies of seaweed dance and swoon Surreal celestial shore beneath the moon See the dark and mighty peaks pierce the cumulus Violet and mauve they power you can sus' Elvin fingers clutch a deep black cloak of fine damask Aged rock incarnate lie reveal a jeweled cask |
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from Donovan - Sutras (1998)
From the album sutras
One day when a man among the throng Will see his way is wrong The Universe will shine One day when the kind you see in dreams Will baffle all our schemes The Universe will shine One day with a smile a wound will heal And with awareness feel The Universe to shine One day when immensity is near This man will conquer fear And Universe will shine Shine ye spinning orbs of light Shine ye crystal stars so bright All ye harmonised by love Set in motion, moved by love One day when the scientist he'll see The loving energy Make Universe to shine One day when the secrets of the Sun Enlighten everyone The Universe will shine This day as I stand before you all I hear the Cosmos call The Universe will shine Shine ye spinning orbs of light Shine ye crystal stars so bright All ye harmonised by love Set in motion, moved by love Con-cen-tri-ca-lly cycled Perfect pa-ra-bo-lic soul In-de-scri-ba-bly beloved Universal Heart She said In the silver sadness of the moon I read a prophet rune The Universe will shine In the golden temple of the Sun I see the Fiery one The Universe will shine Homo-Sapien am I no more Beyond beyond I soar The Universe Am I |
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from Donovan - Universal Soldier (2000)
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears. He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen, Been a soldier for a thousand years. He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew. And he knows he shouldn't kill, And he knows he always will, Kill you for me my friend and me for you. And he's fighting for Canada, He's fighting for France, He's fighting for the USA, And he's fighting for the Russians, And he's fighting for Japan, And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way. And he's fighting for Democracy, He's fighting for the Reds, He says it's for the peace of all. He's the one who must decide, Who's to live and who's to die, And he never sees the writing on the wall. But without him, How would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone, He's the one who gives his body As a weapon of the war, And without him all this killing can't go on. He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame, His orders come from far away no more, They come from here and there and you and me, And brothers can't you see, This is not the way we put the end to war. Chords:- F,G7,C,Am Dm,Em |
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from Donovan - Colours Of Donovan (2001)
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears. He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen, Been a soldier for a thousand years. He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew. And he knows he shouldn't kill, And he knows he always will, Kill you for me my friend and me for you. And he's fighting for Canada, He's fighting for France, He's fighting for the USA, And he's fighting for the Russians, And he's fighting for Japan, And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way. And he's fighting for Democracy, He's fighting for the Reds, He says it's for the peace of all. He's the one who must decide, Who's to live and who's to die, And he never sees the writing on the wall. But without him, How would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone, He's the one who gives his body As a weapon of the war, And without him all this killing can't go on. He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame, His orders come from far away no more, They come from here and there and you and me, And brothers can't you see, This is not the way we put the end to war. Chords:- F,G7,C,Am Dm,Em |
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from Donovan - Storyteller (2004)
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears. He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen, Been a soldier for a thousand years. He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew. And he knows he shouldn't kill, And he knows he always will, Kill you for me my friend and me for you. And he's fighting for Canada, He's fighting for France, He's fighting for the USA, And he's fighting for the Russians, And he's fighting for Japan, And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way. And he's fighting for Democracy, He's fighting for the Reds, He says it's for the peace of all. He's the one who must decide, Who's to live and who's to die, And he never sees the writing on the wall. But without him, How would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone, He's the one who gives his body As a weapon of the war, And without him all this killing can't go on. He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame, His orders come from far away no more, They come from here and there and you and me, And brothers can't you see, This is not the way we put the end to war. Chords:- F,G7,C,Am Dm,Em |
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from Donovan - Love Is Hot, Truth Is Molten 1965 - 73 (2005)
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears. He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen, Been a soldier for a thousand years. He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew. And he knows he shouldn't kill, And he knows he always will, Kill you for me my friend and me for you. And he's fighting for Canada, He's fighting for France, He's fighting for the USA, And he's fighting for the Russians, And he's fighting for Japan, And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way. And he's fighting for Democracy, He's fighting for the Reds, He says it's for the peace of all. He's the one who must decide, Who's to live and who's to die, And he never sees the writing on the wall. But without him, How would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone, He's the one who gives his body As a weapon of the war, And without him all this killing can't go on. He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame, His orders come from far away no more, They come from here and there and you and me, And brothers can't you see, This is not the way we put the end to war. Chords:- F,G7,C,Am Dm,Em |
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from Donovan - Best/ Ballad Of Geraldine (2006)
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears. He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen, Been a soldier for a thousand years. He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew. And he knows he shouldn't kill, And he knows he always will, Kill you for me my friend and me for you. And he's fighting for Canada, He's fighting for France, He's fighting for the USA, And he's fighting for the Russians, And he's fighting for Japan, And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way. And he's fighting for Democracy, He's fighting for the Reds, He says it's for the peace of all. He's the one who must decide, Who's to live and who's to die, And he never sees the writing on the wall. But without him, How would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone, He's the one who gives his body As a weapon of the war, And without him all this killing can't go on. He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame, His orders come from far away no more, They come from here and there and you and me, And brothers can't you see, This is not the way we put the end to war. Chords:- F,G7,C,Am Dm,Em |
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from Donovan - Mellow Yellow/ Wear Your Love Like Heaven [box] (2001)
under the greenwood tree
who loves to lie with me and tune his merry note unto the sweet bird's throat come hither come hither come hither here shall he see no enemy but winter and rough weather Who doth ambition shun and love to live in the sun seeking the food he eats and pleased with what he gets come hither come hither come hither here shall he see no enemy but winter and rough weather and if it do come to pass that any man turn ass leaving his wealth and ease a stubborn will to please ducdame ducdame ducdame there shall he see gross fools as he an if he will come to me |
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from Donovan - A Gift From A Flower To A Garden (2003)
under the greenwood tree
who loves to lie with me and tune his merry note unto the sweet bird's throat come hither come hither come hither here shall he see no enemy but winter and rough weather Who doth ambition shun and love to live in the sun seeking the food he eats and pleased with what he gets come hither come hither come hither here shall he see no enemy but winter and rough weather and if it do come to pass that any man turn ass leaving his wealth and ease a stubborn will to please ducdame ducdame ducdame there shall he see gross fools as he an if he will come to me |
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from Donovan - Beat Cafe (2004)
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When two lovers touch hands They touch the two of them touching hands They touch the one of them in the space between As each the others hand doth touch. When two lovers kiss lips They kiss the two of them kissing lips They kiss the one of them in the space between As each the others lip doth kiss. Two lovers Two lovers Two lovers, two lovers Two lovers. When two lovers hold each other They hold the two of them holding each other They hold the one of them in the space between As each the other holds. Two lovers Two lovers, two lovers Two lovers, two lovers Two lovers. Two lovers Two lovers, two lovers Two lovers, two lovers Two lovers. |
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from Donovan - Fairytale (2006)
Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing
And the leaves dance and play after you Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass Your eyes feel like silence resting on me And the birds cease to sing when you rise Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted Take care how you ride, my precious, you might fall down In the pastel skies a sunset I have wandered With my eyes and ears and heart stRained to the full I know I tasted the essence in the few days Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know |
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from Donovan - Universal Soldier (2000)
Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing
And the leaves dance and play after you Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass Your eyes feel like silence resting on me And the birds cease to sing when you rise Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted Take care how you ride, my precious, you might fall down In the pastel skies a sunset I have wandered With my eyes and ears and heart stRained to the full I know I tasted the essence in the few days Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know |
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from Donovan - Colours Of Donovan (2001)
Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing
And the leaves dance and play after you Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass Your eyes feel like silence resting on me And the birds cease to sing when you rise Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted Take care how you ride, my precious, you might fall down In the pastel skies a sunset I have wandered With my eyes and ears and heart stRained to the full I know I tasted the essence in the few days Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know |
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from Donovan - Summer Day Reflection Songs (2002)
Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing
And the leaves dance and play after you Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass Your eyes feel like silence resting on me And the birds cease to sing when you rise Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted Take care how you ride, my precious, you might fall down In the pastel skies a sunset I have wandered With my eyes and ears and heart stRained to the full I know I tasted the essence in the few days Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know |
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from Donovan - Storyteller (2004)
Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing
And the leaves dance and play after you Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass Your eyes feel like silence resting on me And the birds cease to sing when you rise Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted Take care how you ride, my precious, you might fall down In the pastel skies a sunset I have wandered With my eyes and ears and heart stRained to the full I know I tasted the essence in the few days Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know |
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from Donovan - Best/ Ballad Of Geraldine (2006)
Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing
And the leaves dance and play after you Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass Your eyes feel like silence resting on me And the birds cease to sing when you rise Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted Take care how you ride, my precious, you might fall down In the pastel skies a sunset I have wandered With my eyes and ears and heart stRained to the full I know I tasted the essence in the few days Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know |
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from Donovan - Barabajagal (1969)
I can see by your eyes you're a good girl
And the sparkle of the ring on your hand. You got a friend called ramblin' Trudi, Oh Johnny never looked at that friend. Won't you go to bed with me Won't you take a chance babe with me. Won't you go to bed with me Won't you take a chance babe with me. I can see by your eyes you're a sad girl And the little chain around your neck. You got to face down a ramblin' sunset, Oh Johnny never looked at that bad. Won't you go to bed with me Won't you take a chance babe with me. Won't you go to bed with me Won't you take a chance babe with me. I can see by your eyes you're a good girl And the sparkle of the ring on your hand. You got a friend called ramblin' Trudi, Oh Johnny never looked at that friend. Won't you go to bed with me Won't you take a chance babe with me. Won't you go home with me Won't you take a chance babe with me. Trudi motoring, Trudi motor away Trudi would you, could you, would you Trudi Would you, could you motor away for me. Trudi, Trudi, would you, would you, could you Trudi, Trudi, Trudi motor away Trudi motoring, Trudi motor away Trudi motoring, Trudi motor away. |
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from Donovan - Summer Day Reflection Songs (2002)
From the album fairytale
We stood in the windy city, The gypsy boy and I. We slept on the breeze in the midnight With the rain droppin' tears in our eyes. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We huddled in a derelict building And when he thought I was asleep He laid his poor coat round my shoulder, And shivered there beside me in a heap. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We sang and cracked the sky with laughter, Our breath turned to mist in the cold. Our years put together count to thirty, But our eyes told the dawn we were old. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done ? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. Mirror, mirror, hanging in the sky, Won't you look down what's happening here below? I stand here singing to the flowers, So very few people really know. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We stood in the windy city The gypsy boy and I. We slept on the breeze in the midnight, With the rain droppin' tears in our eyes. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done ? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. |
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from Donovan - Storyteller (2004)
From the album fairytale
We stood in the windy city, The gypsy boy and I. We slept on the breeze in the midnight With the rain droppin' tears in our eyes. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We huddled in a derelict building And when he thought I was asleep He laid his poor coat round my shoulder, And shivered there beside me in a heap. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We sang and cracked the sky with laughter, Our breath turned to mist in the cold. Our years put together count to thirty, But our eyes told the dawn we were old. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done ? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. Mirror, mirror, hanging in the sky, Won't you look down what's happening here below? I stand here singing to the flowers, So very few people really know. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We stood in the windy city The gypsy boy and I. We slept on the breeze in the midnight, With the rain droppin' tears in our eyes. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done ? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. |
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from Donovan - Fairytale (2006)
From the album fairytale
We stood in the windy city, The gypsy boy and I. We slept on the breeze in the midnight With the rain droppin' tears in our eyes. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We huddled in a derelict building And when he thought I was asleep He laid his poor coat round my shoulder, And shivered there beside me in a heap. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We sang and cracked the sky with laughter, Our breath turned to mist in the cold. Our years put together count to thirty, But our eyes told the dawn we were old. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done ? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. Mirror, mirror, hanging in the sky, Won't you look down what's happening here below? I stand here singing to the flowers, So very few people really know. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. We stood in the windy city The gypsy boy and I. We slept on the breeze in the midnight, With the rain droppin' tears in our eyes. And who's going to be the one To say it was no good what we done ? I dare a man to say I'm too young, For I'm going to try for the sun. |
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from Donovan - Barabajagal (1969)
Dear Susan, I know you love me so
But I want to hear it in my ear. You know I'd be there working at my craft Had it not been for the draft. Dry up your tear and feel no fear, You're here with me like I'm there with you. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. I'm writing a note beneath a tree, The smell of the rain on the greenery. Our fathers have painfully lost their way, That's why, my love, I'm here today Hear me when I say there will come a day When Kings will know and love can grow. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. Susan, I know you love me so But I'd like to hear it in my ear. You know I'd be there working at my craft Had it not been for the draft. Dry up your tear and feel no fear, You're here with me like I'm there with you. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy supposedly hating. To Susan on the West Coast waiting, From Andy in Vietnam fighting. |
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from Donovan - Love Is Hot, Truth Is Molten 1965 - 73 (2005)
Dear Susan, I know you love me so
But I want to hear it in my ear You know I'd be there working at my craft Had it not been for the draft Dry up your tear and feel no fear You're here with me like I'm there with you To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting I'm writing a note beneath a tree The smell of the rain on the greenery Our fathers have painfully lost their way That's why, my love, I'm here today Hear me when I say there will come a day When kings will know and love can grow To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting Susan, I know you love me so But I'd like to hear it in my ear You know I'd be there working at my craft Had it not been for the draft Dry up your tear and feel no fear You're here with me like I'm there with you To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy supposedly hating To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting |
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from Donovan - Best/ Ballad Of Geraldine (2006)
Dear Susan, I know you love me so
But I want to hear it in my ear You know I'd be there working at my craft Had it not been for the draft Dry up your tear and feel no fear You're here with me like I'm there with you To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting I'm writing a note beneath a tree The smell of the rain on the greenery Our fathers have painfully lost their way That's why, my love, I'm here today Hear me when I say there will come a day When kings will know and love can grow To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting Susan, I know you love me so But I'd like to hear it in my ear You know I'd be there working at my craft Had it not been for the draft Dry up your tear and feel no fear You're here with me like I'm there with you To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy supposedly hating To Susan on the west coast waiting From Andy in Vietnam fighting |
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from Donovan - Universal Soldier (2000)
When you're feeling kind of lonesome in your mind
With a heartache following you so close behind Call out to me as I ramble by I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you When the night has left you cold and feeling sad I will show you that it cannot be so bad Forget the one who went and made you cry I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you When you feel you just can't make it anymore With your head bowed down you're staring at the floor Search out to me with your weary eyes I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you Now every man he has his work you know And to find out mine you ain't got far to go Call out to me with your weary eyes I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you |
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from Donovan - Colours Of Donovan (2001)
When you're feeling kind of lonesome in your mind
With a heartache following you so close behind Call out to me as I ramble by I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you When the night has left you cold and feeling sad I will show you that it cannot be so bad Forget the one who went and made you cry I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you When you feel you just can't make it anymore With your head bowed down you're staring at the floor Search out to me with your weary eyes I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you Now every man he has his work you know And to find out mine you ain't got far to go Call out to me with your weary eyes I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you |
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from Donovan - Storyteller (2004)
When you're feeling kind of lonesome in your mind
With a heartache following you so close behind Call out to me as I ramble by I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you When the night has left you cold and feeling sad I will show you that it cannot be so bad Forget the one who went and made you cry I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you When you feel you just can't make it anymore With your head bowed down you're staring at the floor Search out to me with your weary eyes I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you Now every man he has his work you know And to find out mine you ain't got far to go Call out to me with your weary eyes I'll sing a song for you Thats's what I'm here to do To sing for you |
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from Donovan - Sunshine Superman (1966)
Twelve king fisher birds shall you have
Dive and swim in the ripples of your laugh. Oh, I dreamed you were a Jewel Sitting on golden crown oh my head, my head, my head. Look at the tiny oceans in-my hand Waves of liquid colours touch the sand. Oh, I dreamed you were a jewel Sitting on golden crown on my head, my head, my head |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
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If you wear a woven ring made of grass You can hear the fairies sing as they pass You can hear them rush and scurry When they're rather in a hurry. If you wear a daisy chain, neat and strong You can hear the goblin train rush along You can hear it hoot and whistle As it dives beneath a thistle. If you lace two grassy blades in your shoe You can dream of fairy glades, fairies too If you've found a four-leafed clover You can dream this four times over. |
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from Donovan - Mellow Yellow/ Wear Your Love Like Heaven [box] (2001)
There was a time I thought of mine only
Could it be occurred to me while lonely I was noble personage Born to beautify the page If I used time to set it down There was a time I thought of mine only Could it be occured to me while lonely I was of high lineage Cast up in a dreadful age Born to be the hermit of my line On a windy Saturday St. Alban's market day Little did I know the work I was to do Or the love I had to show |
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from Donovan - A Gift From A Flower To A Garden (2003)
There was a time I thought of mine only
Could it be occurred to me while lonely I was noble personage Born to beautify the page If I used time to set it down There was a time I thought of mine only Could it be occured to me while lonely I was of high lineage Cast up in a dreadful age Born to be the hermit of my line On a windy Saturday St. Alban's market day Little did I know the work I was to do Or the love I had to show |
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from Donovan - Essence To Essence (1973)
There is an ocean of vast proportion
And she flows within ourselves. To take dips daily we dive in gaily, He knows who goes within himself. The abode of Angels, the mystical Promised Land, The one and only Heaven, the God of man Is but the closing of an eyelid away. There is a silence of pure excellence And she flows within ourselves. To appreciate, re-deactivate, He knows who goes within himself. The domain of Devils, the Fearful Land, The only and only Hades, the Satan of man Is but the closing of an eyelid away. All is as it was and ever more shall be, Though they try to tell us it's not so. Over all the earth there's nothing new to see, Excepting every seed will newly grow. Innocence in childhood false men misconstrue To be years of darkness spent in shade, Denying childhood's vision of the God of Love, So that Truth be turned about and untruth made, And untruth made. There is a reason for every season Of change within ourselves. To navigate, re-appreciate And know the flow within ourselves. The deliverance from Deluge, the good dry land, The one and only Haven, the rock of Man Is but the closing of an eyelid away. There is a season, ooh, There is an ocean, ooh, There is a silence, ooh. |
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from Donovan - Love Is Hot, Truth Is Molten 1965 - 73 (2005)
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is The caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain Oh Juanita, oh Juanita, oh Juanita, I call your name (Ah) Oh, The snow will be a blin- ding sight to see, as it lies on yonder hillside. The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain |
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from Donovan - Best/ Ballad Of Geraldine (2006)
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is The caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain Oh Juanita, oh Juanita, oh Juanita, I call your name (Ah) Oh, The snow will be a blin- ding sight to see, as it lies on yonder hillside. The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain |
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from Donovan - Sutras (1998)
From the album sutras
I stay behind I walk ahead Apart yet a part of ev'rything Nothing done and all is well Never used yet always full Out of nothing comes the one Out of one comes the two Out of two comes three Out of three comes all things The more it moves the more it yields The valley spirit never dies The root of heaven and of earth Empty now of ev'rything >From above it is not bright >From below it is not dark You cannot see when it began Follow it there is no end It has no aim it is so small It has no name it is so great It is not seen it is not heard Nothing done or left undone The weak can overcome the strong The supple overcomes the stiff Ev'ryone knows this well yet so few can practice it Out of nothing comes the one Out of one comes the two Out of two comes three Out of three comes all things |
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from Donovan - Fairytale (2006)
Mick Softley
Let me tell you the story of a soldier named Dan. Went out to fight the good fight in South Vietnam, Went out to fight for peace, liberty and all, Went out to fight for equality, hope, let's go, And the war drags on. Found himself involved in a sea of blood and bones, Millions without faces, without hope and without homes. And the guns they grew louder as they made dust out of bones That the flesh had long since left just as the people left their homes, And the war drags on. They're just there to try and make the people free, But the way that they're doing it, it don't seem like that to me. Just more blood-letting and misery and tears That this poor country's known for the last twenty years, And the war drags on. Last night poor Dan had a nightmare it seems. One kept occurring and re-occurring in his dream: Cities full of people burn and scream and shoutin' loud And right over head a great orange mushroom cloud. And there's no more war, for there's no more world, And the tears come streaming down. Yes, I lie crying on the ground. |
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from Donovan - Summer Day Reflection Songs (2002)
Mick Softley
Let me tell you the story of a soldier named Dan. Went out to fight the good fight in South Vietnam, Went out to fight for peace, liberty and all, Went out to fight for equality, hope, let's go, And the war drags on. Found himself involved in a sea of blood and bones, Millions without faces, without hope and without homes. And the guns they grew louder as they made dust out of bones That the flesh had long since left just as the people left their homes, And the war drags on. They're just there to try and make the people free, But the way that they're doing it, it don't seem like that to me. Just more blood-letting and misery and tears That this poor country's known for the last twenty years, And the war drags on. Last night poor Dan had a nightmare it seems. One kept occurring and re-occurring in his dream: Cities full of people burn and scream and shoutin' loud And right over head a great orange mushroom cloud. And there's no more war, for there's no more world, And the tears come streaming down. Yes, I lie crying on the ground. |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
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Presenta the grand circo! The prima del mondo! La grand successo! Giulia Nova Vittorio! Fantastico! Magnifico! Spectaculario! (spoken) Here Alice ventured to interupt - "It's very long" she said as politely as she could - "Will you tell me first which road?" Tweedledum smiled gently and began again. (spoken) The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might; He did his very best to make The billows smoothe and bright - And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night. (sung) The moon was shining sulkily Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done. "It's very rude of him," she said, "To come and spoil all the fun." (sung) The sea was wet as wet could be, The sands were dry as dry. You could not see a cloud Because no cloud was in the sky. No birds were flying overhead There were no birds to fly. (spoken) The Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand. They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand. "If this were only cleared away," They said, "it would be grand." (spoken) "If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year, Do you suppose," the Walrus said, "That they could get it clear?" "I doubt it," said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear. (spoken) "O Oysters, come and walk with us!" The Walrus did beseech. "A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, Along the briny beach. We cannot do with more than four, To give a hand to each." (spoken) The eldest Oyster looked at him, But never a word he said. The eldest Oyster winked his eye, And shook his heavy head - Meaning to say he did not choose To leave the oyster bed. (sung) But four young Oysters hurried up, All eager for their treat, Their coats were brushed, Their faces washed, Their shoes were clean and neat, And this was odd, Because you know they hadn't any feet. (sung) Four other Oysters followed them And yet another four, And thick and fast they came at last, And more, and more, and more, All hopping through the frothy waves And scrambling to the shore. (sung) The Walrus and the Carpenter Walked on a mile or so, And then they rested on a rock Conveniently low, And all the little Oysters stood And waited in a row. (spoken) "The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things; Of shoes - and ships - and sealing wax - Of cabbages - and kings - And why the sea is boiling hot - And whether pigs have wings." (sung) "But wait a bit," the Oysters cried, "Before we have our chat, For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat!" "No hurry," said the Carpenter, They thanked him much for that. (sung) "A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, "Is what we chiefly need, Pepper and vinegar besides, Are very good indeed, Now, if you're ready oysters dear, We can begin to feed." (sung) "Not on us!" the Oysters cried Turning a little blue, "After such kindness that would be A dismal thing to do." (spoken) "The night is fine," the Walrus said, "Do you admire the view?" (spoken) "It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice." The Carpenter said nothing but, "Cut us another slice. I wish you were not quite so deaf - I've had to ask you twice." (spoken) "It seems a shame," the Walrus said, "To play them such a trick, After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick." The Carpenter said nothing but, "The butter's spread to thick." (spoken) "I weep for you," the Walrus said, "I deeply sympathize." (sung) With sobs and tears he sorted out Those of the largest size, Holding his pocket handkerchief Before his streaming eyes. (spoken) "Oh oysters" said the Carpenter, "You've had a pleasant run - Trotting home again?" But answer came there none. And this was scarcely odd Because they'd eaten every one. They'd eaten every one. |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
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The moon is like a boat, my love Of lemon peel afloat, my love And with a sail of gauze, my love She seems to slightly pause Upon her silent way, all on her silent way. I see her pearly decks, my love Set in with twinkling specks, my love I see her pearly mast, my love Far from her seashell past And gently does she sway, all on her starry way. Of silk they have been spun, my love Her ropes that limply run, my love Down to her carved prow, my love Down to her mermaid prow And softly does she sway, all on her starry way. All in the Sea of Sky, my love The moonships sail and fly, my love Though many are their kind, my love Though all need but one wind To make their starry way, to make their starry way. And there will come a time, my love O may it be in mine, my love When men will proudly rise, my love And board to sail the skies Moonships from all the spheres, moonships from all the spheres. The men he bathed in light, my love The women clothed in white, my love All in that woundrous fleet, my love As each the other meets Will smile and softly sing, will smile and softly sing. And on some distant sand, my love The ships will gently land, my love Fair folk will meet them there, my love With golden flowing hair And great will be their joy, and great will be their joy. The moon is like a boat, my love Of lemon peel afloat, my love And with a sail of gauze, my love She seems to slightly pause. |
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from Donovan - 7-tease (2006)
Leitch
The human race is sleeping, half of us are weeping Ignorance is creeping, darkening our way No teacher is teaching, no plan is far reaching The Hawks of Greed are screeching, poisoning our day. As 'round and 'round and 'round we go The seeds of misery we sow 'Round and 'round and down we go Your leader is lost and we don't know. Brother, sister aching, fear and mistrust making Giving nought, all taking, emptying the heart The pain of not giving, pretending we're living No one ever forgiving the drama of the dead. As 'round and 'round and 'round we go The seeds of misery we sow 'Round and 'round and down we go You may well ask which way to go Your leader is lost and he don't know. Time he is our Master, more quantity and faster Directions to disaster, forgetting all we've learned The children are searching, drugtaking and churching While the old Earth Ship she's lurching all on her starry way. As 'round and 'round and 'round we go The seeds of misery we sow 'Round and 'round and down we go You may well ask which way to go Your leader is lost and he don't know. |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
Hast thou seen the unicorn
Along the misty shore ? In truth 'tis strange to see him there, But what he a stranger more, He bowing down the horny horn Strangely strung with bells, Combing through the shingle for The periwinkle shells |
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from Donovan - Sunshine Superman (1966)
We was a-d-d-d-drivin' d-downtown L.A.,
About a-midnight hour And it almost b-b-blew my mind, I got caught in a coloured shower. All those lights were t-t-twinkling on Sunset, I saw a sign in the sky It said, "T-t-t-trip a t-trip, I trip, trip," I couldn't keep up up if I tried. Ah, we stepped down to reality company To get some instant sleep And the driver turned, I said, "Welcome back" He smiled and he said, "Beep beep". What goes on ? Chick-a-chick. What goes on ? I really wanna know. What goes on all around me, What goes on ? I really wanna know. When in should come-a my dream woman, She got sequins in her hair, Like she stepped out off of a Fellini film, She sat in a white straw chair But I thought I'd take a second look Just to see what I could see And my scene had popped out like a bubble does, There was nobody there but me. I said, "Girl, you drank a lot of drink-me, But you ain't in a Wonderland You know I might-a be there to greet you, child, When your trippin' ship touches sand." What goes on ? Chick-a-chick. What goes on ? I really wanna know. What goes on ? Chick-a-chick. What goes on ? I really wanna know. A silver goblet of wine is-a to be Held in a bejewelled glove And her knights they toast the tournament, The falcons they fly above. And the queen will a drink of the dew tonight But the jester she cries alone, Because Merlin he spoke of an instant spell To make the devil's white knights moan And-a all in all, the seagull said, "As I look to where I've been, The whole wide human race Has a-taken far too much Methedrine". What goes on ? Chick-a-chick. What goes on ? I really wanna know. What goes on ? So near What goes on ? I really wanna know. Yeah well, come on. We sat in a velvet jewel case With sparkles everywhere, And Julian he sat on a diamond ring And-a talked of the days gone by. We spoke of a common kaleidoscope And the pros and the cons of Zen And he spoke and-a said for a piece of cake He really did have a yen. Bobby Dylan he sat "the Mad Hatter", A broken hour glass in his hand, And-a Joannie sat in a white lace Looking cool with a black lace fan. What goes on ? Chick-a-chick. What goes on ? I really wanna know. What goes on ? Yes please tell me. What goes on ? I really wanna know |
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from Donovan - A Gift From A Flower To A Garden (2003)
On the windy beach the sun is shining through with
weather fair White horses riding on the seas pasture onto the sand Over the Dunes came a travelling man Sack on back Wild flowers in his hand Old rusty cans, pebbles 'bedded in the sand stand and stare Scratching his beard through the grass he steered his sandy shoe Disappearing in the dips pondering and wandering along Nice as you please comes the travelling man Drinking a bottle of milk in his hand Speaking to no one in particular but happily Down where the gulls dance driftwood lying drying for the fire Yellow beak and sleek now the gulls are crying flying higher Out from the sea came a little green Crab Taking the Sun the morning being very drab Old rusty cans, pebbles 'bedded in the sand stand and stare The Tinker and the Crab The Tinker and the Crab The Tinker and the Crab |
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from Donovan - Hurdy Gurdy Man (1968)
The sun is a very magic fellow He shines down on me each day-ay-ay-ay. The sun is a very magic fellow He shines down on me each day-ay-ay-ay He shines down on me each day. The wind is a very fickle fellow He blows all my dreams away-ay-ay-ay. The wind is a very fickle fellow, Blowing all my dreams away-ay-ay-ay Blowing all my dreams away. The rain is a very sad lady, She falls down on me sometimes. The rain is a very sad lady, She falls down on me sometimes, Falling down on me sometimes. The sea is a very, very old man, Deeper than the deepest blue. The sea is a very, very old man, Deeper than the deepest blue, Deeper than the deepest blue. The moon is a typical lady, I watch her wax and wane. The moon is a typical lady, I watch her wax and wane, I watch her wax and wane. A star is so very far away, love, Just between you and me. A star is so very far away, love, Just between you and me, Just between you and me. A girl is a pillow for my sadness, She sings all my cares away. A girl is a pillow for my sadness, Sings all my cares away-ay-ay-ay, Sings all my cares away. Singing all my cares away-ay-ay-ay, Sing all my cares away. Loving all my cares away-ay-ay-ay, She sings all my cares away. Singing all my cares away-ay-ay-ay, Singing all my cares |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
Anonymous-Leitch
How I wonder what you are Up above the world so high Like a diamond in the sky When the blazing sun is gone When he nothing shines upon Then you show your little light Twinkle, twinkle all the night. The dark blue sky you keep And often through my curtains peep For you never shut your eye Till the sun is in the sky 'Tis your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveller in the dark Though I know not what you are Twinkle, twinkle, little star. Twinkle, twinkle little star How I wonder what you are Up above the world so high Like a diamond in the sky Twinkle, twinkle, little star. |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
I wish I could find a queer street,
The crooked queer street that goes East of the sun and West of the moon And out where no wind blows. Then I'd find the shop where the seller of stars Sits and hammers behind the bars. Stars he gives for the asking, Starlight swords for the bold. Moon he sells for a penny or two Rounded and bright with gold. And broken silver of the sea he sells And the rain spears and the wind bells. Wings he weaves for the fairies, Gold of the sun you can buy And silver flowers of frost and dew, Rainbows out of the sky. And delicate morning mist he sells And pretty new songs for whispering shells. Oh, if I could find that dear street, The darling wee street with his house. I would buy a blackbird's whistle for you And for Johnny a talking mouse And a mermaid's tail to swim in the sea And dragon-fly wings for my Mummy and me! I wish I could find the wee street, That wanders up and down, That is East of the sun and West of the moon And very near twilight town, Where the seller of stars for a penny or two Will sell your heart's desire to you |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
Diamond-Leitch
Outside our little garden gate, far over hill and down The bright road, the long white road goes winding through the town. I often peep between the bars when I am tired of play I wish that I could follow it some happy summer day. ... pass beneath the trees ... |
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from Donovan - Hurdy Gurdy Man (1968)
Oh, the waters flow over rock and stone O'er the waters blow windy wind so cold Oh, the rivers flow so old Oh, the rivers flow so old. O'er the rivers fly stately kingfishers Through the waters swim stickleback fishes Oh, the rivers flow so old Oh, the rivers flow so old. Oh, the waters flow over rock and stone Through the waters swim stickleback fishes Oh, the rivers flow so old Through the rivers swim so old Oh, the rivers flow so old. Ooh |
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from Donovan - 7-tease (2006)
Why veil the sun?
Why darken the water? a?Thy will be donea? if you think you ought to. No-one can see you when you're on your own. No-one can be you. Take your time don't hurry; It's alright don't worry! You've just begun for to awaken. Do walk, don't run! You're not forsaken. No-one can free you from your own prison. No-one can see youa| Take your time, don't hurry! It's alright, don't worry! -Instrumental Solo- It's alright, don't worry! (final chorus repeated) |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
I'm not sure this is the pee pee song you were looking for but here ya go:
Pee pee......have you ever heard a song about pee pee? It's a little bit of rain coming out of you. It's a tinkle it's a puddle it's a wee wee too. Wee wee in French means yes yes yes. No no in French means no. Red is stop and green is go and sometimes pee pee is yellow. |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
Leitch
Homesickness, it is driving me out of my mind Homesickness, it is driving me out of my mind Homesickness, it is driving me out of my mind. Homesickness, tour-sick Homesickness, tour-sick, tour-sick. Home cooking, you know it treats ma belly kind Home cooking, you know it treats ma belly kind Home cooking, you're driving me out of my mind. Homesickness, tour-sick Homesickness, tour-sick, tour-sick. Home coming, with a Vogue or two across my knee Home coming, boom azoom azoom a boom boom be Home coming, it's coming up soon 'cross the moon. Tour sickness, tour-sick Hey look at me. [ ......... ] Took a walk in the wild wood .. |
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from Donovan - 7-tease (2006)
Leitch
My father cut his toe off In a rotary lawn mower And my mother burst a blood vessel When my younger brother went to jail. So I told her not to worry Not to get in such a flurry We're just an ordinary family With the usual calamity. When I was just a virgin lad My mother faked a suicide Because she found the tell-tale sign Of puberty upon the sheets. So I told her not to worry Not to get in such a flurry We're just an ordinary family With the usual calamity. We always try to look our best We always take care when we dress We always wear clean underwear In case we're in an accident. When I become a married man With children of my very own Will I lay my inhibitions on And criticise their sexuality ? Will I use them to protect respect ? Will I try to own them flesh and bone ? Or will I be their equal friend ? Encouraging their new ideas ? For the future lies within their hands And the salvation of all these lands Yes, the ordinary family Is the only way to set us free. Set us free, set us free Set us free, set us free Set us free. |
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from Donovan - A Gift From A Flower To A Garden (2003)
He came into town with his mandolin
Calling all the people and they came to him He said I want to hear all that's pretty He said I want to hear all that's nice They laughed at him with his mandolin They left him there with his funny grin He said I want to hear all that's pretty He said I want to hear all that's nice The children of the town then came to him Magically called with his mandolin He said I want to hear all that's pretty He said I want to hear all that's nice They smiled at him with his mandolin Their eyes like his were sparkling He said I want to hear all that's pretty He said I want to hear all that's nice They said d'you want to hear all that's pretty They said d'you want to hear all that's nice La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la la |
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from Donovan - A Gift From A Flower To A Garden (2003)
The Magpie is a most illustrious bird
dwells in a diamond tree one brings sorrow and one brings joy sorry and joy for me The Magpie is a most royal bird black and blue as night I would that I had feathers three black and blue and white I saw the gentle Magpie bird in the dusky yestereve one brings sorrow and one brings joy sorrow and joy for me.... sorrow and joy for me.... |
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from Donovan - A Gift From A Flower To A Garden (2003)
Spring has showered frae a drip
Splash and trickle running, Plant has flowered in the sand Shell and pebble sunning; So begins another spring, Green leaves under berries, Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by Mother bird eating cherries In the misty, tangled sky, Fast a wind is blowing In a new born rabbit's heart River life is flowing So begins another spring, Green leaves under berries, Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by Mother bird eating cherries From the dark and wetted soil, Petals are unfolding From the stony village >Kirke< Easter bells of old ring So begins another spring, Green leaves under berries, Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by Mother bird eating cherries Spring has flowered frae a drip, Slash and trickle running Plant has flowered in the sun Shell and pebble sunning So begins another spring Green leaves under berries, Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by Mother bird eating cherries |
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from Donovan - Barabajagal (1969)
I'm not very fancy in the mid of air,
I'm not proud to say I am merry here. I've found a girl and I love her so, Groovy, groovy woman and she set me free. Hark awhile and listen to this love song. Give me for sometimes I wanted to Take her to the woods and show her what to do. She could see the stars if she's looking up, Drink the sweet juice from a loving cup, Show her what it is to make a love song. Hey, have you ever seen the lonely ones Putting down the lovers for having fun ? The very same thing that would set them free, They should catch an evening with my lover and me, Whoopee! I'm not very fancy in the mid of air, I'm not proud to say I am merry here. I've found a girl and I love her so, Groovy, groovy woman and she set me free. Hark awhile and listen to this love song. Hey, have you ever seen the lonely ones Putting down the lovers for having fun ? The very same thing that would set them free, They should catch an evening with my baby and me, Whoopee! |
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from Donovan - Hms Donovan (1999)
Stowell-Leitch
Oh the little white road climbs over the hill My feet they must follow, they cannot be still Must follow and follow though far it may roam Oh little white road, will you never come home ? Oh the hills they are patient and steadfast and wise They look o'er the valleys and up to the skies But the little white road scrambles up them and over Oh little white road, you are ever the rover. I fain would go with you right down to the sea Where a ship with white sails would be waiting for me Go sailing and sailing to strange lands afar Where deserts and forests and lost cities are. But when I grew weary of my gypsying ways I'd sail home again for to end all my days In the little grey cottage, beside the grey hill But you, little road, would be wandering still. |
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from Donovan - Summer Day Reflection Songs (2002)
Once in a town in the black forest a little white toy-shop stood.
And the little tin soldier with only one leg lived in a castle of wood. And across the room on another shelf stood a little glass case, And a tiny ballerina lived in there all in her dress of lace. And from where the little tin soldier stood they could see each other so clear And the little tin soldier watched over her with a love that was so dear. Then one day sadness came: the tiny ballerina was sold. The little tin soldier was thrown away and into the gutter he rolled. The water carried him to the sea and many far-off lands. He made many children happy as he passed through their tiny hands. And then one day they met again in a house in the land of Eire And when the clocks on the wall struck the midnight hour They jumped into a fire And in that fire they shall stay Forever in the day. For the fire, Lord, is the fire of love, Just like the peaceful dove. |
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from Donovan - Best/ Ballad Of Geraldine (2006)
Once in a town in the black forest a little white toy-shop stood.
And the little tin soldier with only one leg lived in a castle of wood. And across the room on another shelf stood a little glass case, And a tiny ballerina lived in there all in her dress of lace. And from where the little tin soldier stood they could see each other so clear And the little tin soldier watched over her with a love that was so dear. Then one day sadness came: the tiny ballerina was sold. The little tin soldier was thrown away and into the gutter he rolled. The water carried him to the sea and many far-off lands. He made many children happy as he passed through their tiny hands. And then one day they met again in a house in the land of Eire And when the clocks on the wall struck the midnight hour They jumped into a fire And in that fire they shall stay Forever in the day. For the fire, Lord, is the fire of love, Just like the peaceful dove. |
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from Donovan - Fairytale (2006)
Once in a town in the black forest a little white toy-shop stood.
And the little tin soldier with only one leg lived in a castle of wood. And across the room on another shelf stood a little glass case, And a tiny ballerina lived in there all in her dress of lace. And from where the little tin soldier stood they could see each other so clear And the little tin soldier watched over her with a love that was so dear. Then one day sadness came: the tiny ballerina was sold. The little tin soldier was thrown away and into the gutter he rolled. The water carried him to the sea and many far-off lands. He made many children happy as he passed through their tiny hands. And then one day they met again in a house in the land of Eire And when the clocks on the wall struck the midnight hour They jumped into a fire And in that fire they shall stay Forever in the day. For the fire, Lord, is the fire of love, Just like the peaceful dove. |
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from Donovan - Donovan (1999)
I Died ... and I sighed
As the chains of the flesh left me As the moans and the groans Of the friend sent me On my way to the Land of the Dead I flashed ... that my soul was Unharmed As my earth form I shed That the image of death had been A thought in my head And the truth was a spirit am I I sussed ... that my life had been a lesson Chosed by me For to purify my Soul that I may be Worthy to shine forth the Light the Light the Light As I moved ever up-ward A Great Light there came More feeling than seeing And it filled me with Shame Like a Bright Shining mirror reflecting my being My present condition of Soul I was seeing I Beheld ... Forms of Great Beauty That shone forth the Light With love vibes they met me A cast off my fright Those great souls of Ages long passed I praised the Great Souls of the Ages Who care for our needs Who lovingly nurture Wisdom's bright seed Showing the way to the Light the Light the Light I ached ... for the womb and the Earth And another time around Seking circumstances The best that can be found To give me the lessons to learn I was Born ... and thru childhood My soul still rembembered the Light And thru teens I fought fiercely For my vision of the Light When I saw Mum and Dad had forgot The Light, The Light, The Light! |
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from Donovan - 7-tease (2006)
Leitch
Let us try to keep in rhythm with the rolling of our hills For I'm sure it is the remedy to clear up all our ills And we'll seal a bond of family, communion of wills As we're arc-ing on our way, infinity As we're arc-ing on our way, infinity. Let us try to keep in harmony with every deed we do For we are, you know, one and the same that I reveal to you There's a silent subtle secret between every entity As we're arc-ing on our way, infinity. Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me. Di, di, di ... Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me. Let us try to keep in step with the changing of our times And we'll let a good clean wind blow through the cobwebs in our minds And embrace the Age of Atoms using wisely all we find As we're arc-ing on our way, infinity. Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me, oh yeah Sing the great song of the sky, friend, with me. |
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from Donovan - Sunshine Superman (1966)
He will bring happiness in a pipe,
He'll ride away on his silver bike And apart from that he'll be so kind In consenting to blow your mind. Fly Translove Airways, get you there on time. Fly Translove Airways, get you there on time. He will bring orchids for my lady, The perfume will be of an excellent style And apart from that he'll be so kind In consenting to blow your mind. Fly Translove Airways, get you there on time. Fly Translove Airways, get you there on time. He will bring happiness in a pipe, He'll-a ride away on his silver bike And apart from that he'll be so kind In consenting to blow your mind. Fly Jefferson Airplane, get you there on time. Fly Jefferson Airplane, get you there on time. He will bring happiness in a pipe, He'll ride away on his silver bike And apart from that he'll be so kind In consenting to blow your mind. Fly Translove Airways, get you there on time. Fly Translove Airways, get you there on time. We'll be flying at an altitude of thirty-nine thousand feet Captain High at your service |
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from Donovan - Sutras (1998)
From the album sutras
>From within the ...endless sky the silence surges softly through me Listening to the ...desert sigh in the presence fo the Bo tree Comes the dawning of the day Dreaming as in a trance Comes the rising of the moon weaving...in Maya's dance The only thing to...really learn living in the evernow To only know the single moment living in the evernow All things...they must pass that which is born will die Existence as...transient clouds in an autumn sky Comes the dawning of the day dreaming as in a trance Comes the rising of the sun nothing ever left to chance The only thing to...really learn living in the evernow To only know the single moment living in the evernow |
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from Donovan - Hurdy Gurdy Man (1968)
I'll sing you a song, Paint you a painting, Dance you a dance While you're waiting. What shall it be, Chocolate or soda ? I'm having tea, Do speak louder. Are you hungry ? Brown bread and treacle, Apple maybe ? I've a tree full. What do you know ? What can you tell me ? Something to show Or to sell me. Ah, here he's coming now, I'll say cheerio. Someone to meet And she's waiting so I'll go |
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