Альбом Arlo Guthrie

by T-Bone Burnett

The power of love can make a blind man see
Can bring a man to his knees

The power of love can make a sultan grieve
Can make a skeptic believe

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The power of love is south of south
And scorches out all the doubt

The power of love is the name of names
And burns away all the pain

The power of love can make a gangster cry
Can make a loser try

The power of love can make a strong man weak
Can make a bigot meek

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The power of love can make a coward brave
Can make a hero afraid

The power of love can make a miser give
Can make a dead man live

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Put the top down on this old Mustang
Buy us a bottle of wine
Head up north to see the old gang
I want to see some friends of mine
I want to see some friends of mine
True loving people whose hearts are kind
Find that little town that's in the back of my mind

Oklahoma nights I will never forget you
Oklahoma
The wind comes sweeping through a sky full of lights
Wild geese singing of endless flight
Put the lamp in a window, lead me back
Lead me back to those Oklahoma nights
Oklahoma nights

When we get back to the old barn dance
We'll hear that rockabilly band
Singing about some long lost romance
And we'll know we're home again
Yes, we'll know we're home again
With Panhndle people who understand
Dry a little tear from the back of my hand

Oklahoma nights I will never forget you
Oklahoma
The wind comes sweeping through a sky full of lights
Wild geese singing of endless flight
Put the lamp in a window mama, turn it up bright
Lead me back to those Oklahoma nights
Oklahoma nights
Oklahoma nights

by Aaron Schroeder & David Grover

Where are the dreams
We dreamed when we were younger
Where are the songs we never got to sing
Oh how cold were the nights we slept without each other
Time doesn't wait, but time won't pass us by

If I could only touch your life
With just one part of me
You'll know how much you're needed
And I'll know I finally succeeded
If I could only touch your life with mine

So green the trees and oh so blue the skies
When you are looking through a lover's eyes
Darling these are the days, our days of love and laughter
There'll be no time for tears, the doubts and fears will fly

If I could only touch your life
With just one part of me
You'll know how much you're needed
And l'll know I finally succeeded
If I could only touch your life with mine

If I could only touch your life
With just one part of me
You'll know how much you're needed
And I'll know I finally succeeded
Oh won't you let me touch your life with mine

by Thor Wold & Liko Martin

Wind's gonna blow so I'm gonna go
Down on the road again
Starting where the mountains Ieft me
I'm up where I began

Where I will go the wind only knows
Good times around the bend
Get in my car, goin' too far
Never comin' back again

Tired and worn I woke up this mornin'
Found that I was confused
Spun right around and found I had lost
The things that I couldn't lose

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The beaches they sell to build their hotels
My fathers and I once knew
Birds all along sunlight at dawn
Singing Waimanalo blues

Down on the road with mountains so old
Far on the country side
Birds on the wing forget in a while
So I'm headed for the windward side

AU of your dreams
Sometimes it just seems
That I'm just along for the ride
Some they will cry because they have pride
For someone who's loved here died

The beaches they sell to build their hotels
My fathers and I once knew
Birds all along sunlight at dawn
Singing Waimanalo blues

words and music by Arlo Guthrie

Coming down the highway, running like a wind
Gonna beat the sunset to the coast and back again
Moving thru the shadows, almost going blind
Living like a Iegend before my time

If the road don't kill me, baby, I'll see you in the spring
Making up for lost time between us seems like everything
If I can make it home aIright, you know l'll treat you fine
Living like a Iegend before my time

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I know it wasn't easy for you, baby
With your man out on the road
So I'll be coming home tomorrow
To try to help you carry the load

I'm running out of highways and bridges to burn
This kind of living is taking its toll on what I've learned
You know it ain't easy leaving you behind
Living like a Iegend before my time

But someday, baby, I'll be coming home to stay
Wrapped up in your warm love every night and every day
Oooh, I'm going out of my mind
Living like a Iegend before my time

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l'll be getthg up early 'cause I know I'm coming home
I'm so tired of living this legend Iife alone
Kick off your shoes, babe, we'll drink a little wine
Forget about living like a legend before my time

Forget about living like a legend
Just forget about the road
So, look out for me, darling
On account of your man is coming home

by Steve and Carol Ide

Let's not sit here, talk about it baby
It's got to start in your heart or else it'll pass on by
It's what pleases you when your love seems new
That puts the light back in your eyes
You got what it takes, and I know it make it through

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You've got to give it all that you got
Honey that's the thing to do
You've got to give it your best shot
Even when the world's closing' in on you

It's not an easy life we're livin'
But in the end if it's love you're givin'
Don't be afraid, don't give it up
Give it all you got

There's people around who are standin' right by your side
Walkin' hand in hand, they could follow you up to the sky
But if you leave 'em alone, they'll be on their own
And then there'll be reason to try,
What's the use payin' dues when you got no reason why

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What do you do when there's so much in you
You can't feel the road that you're on
Say what needs to be said, get it all out your head
And you're back on the road before long

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by Richard Thompson

Greedy people take what's mine
I can leave them all behind
And they can never cross that line
When I get to the border

Saw-bones standin' at the door
Waiting till I hit the floor
He won't find me anymore
When I get to the border

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Monday morning, Monday morning
Closing in on me
I'm packin' up and I'm a-runnin' away
To where nobody thinks of me

If you see a box of pine
With a name that looks like mine
Say I drowned in a barrel of wine
When I got to the border
When I got to the border

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A one way ticket's in my hand
Headed for the chosen land
My troubles will all turn to sand
When I get to the border

A soft girl with yellow hair
Waiting in that rockin' chair
And if I'm weary I won't care
When I get to the border

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A dusty road that smells so sweet
Paved with gold beneath my feet
And I'll be dancing down the street
When I get to the border
When I get to the border

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by Erving Burgess

Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top
I took a trip on a sailing ship
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop

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But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way
Won't be back for many a day
My heart is down, my head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

Sounds of laughter everywhere
And the dancing girls swaying to and fro
I must declare that my heart is there
Though I've been from Maine to Mexico

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Down at the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their head they bear
Ackie rice and salt fish is nice
And the rum is good any time of year

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words and music by Arlo Guthrie

If I could go back home to the place I was raised
I'd catch the next bus and be there in a few days
But I just can't do it, I was raised on the road
I've got no place to go to, so l guess l'll stay on

There's dreams that I've had, I wrote in songs yesterday
But the waves of the world have washed them away
Still I carry them with me wherever I go
They're my only possesions on this slow boat back home

I've kept all my memories buried deep in my heart
Where time cannot touch them and rip them apart
Still I look for the hour when I will be free
From constantly dying and living on dreams

If I could go back home to the place I was raised
I'd catch the next bus and be there in a few days
My dreams in my pockets, my life, that's gone wrong
They're my only possessions on this slow boat back home

by David Mallett

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Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground

Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless these seeds I sow
Please keep them safe below
'Till the rain comes tumbling down

Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones
We are made of dreams and bones
Need a place to call my own
'Cause the time is close at hand

Grain for grain, sun and rain
Find my way in nature's chain
Till my body and my brain
Tell the music of the land

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Plant your rows straight and long
Season with a prayer and song
Mother Earth will make you strong
If you give her loving care

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[The Anti-Garden Verses - by someone whose name Arlo forgot]:
Slug by slug, weed by weed
Boy this garden's got me t'd
All the insects come to feed
On my tomato plants

Sunburt face, skined up knees
The kitchen's chocked with zuchinis
I'm shopping at the A&P's
Next time I get the chance
[End of Anti-Garden Verses]

Old crow watching from a tree
He's got his hungry eye on me
In my garden I'm as free
As that feathered thief up there

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