Альбом Harry Connick Jr.

Lay a hand
Upon the water
Well within, well within

Wash away
To fair morrow
Ride ahead, ride ahead

Make your mark
Upon the rock
For another one

Ashes tell tales
Fire gives faith
Burn it up burn it up
Burn it up burn it up

She would waste not, not in struggle
No other shall there ever be
And what she is to love, listen oh my brother
Is as the wind to mercury

Don't you pray
Of a heartless town
Or you'll be forced to flee

Don't you live
In a soulless city
Or you'll have to leave

You don't need
No place of birth
Hither to come home

Many a night
Were you ready for your bed
But your bed not ready for you

She would give of herself
And ask not return or eternity
And what she'd offer, listen oh my brother
Is as the wind to mercury

And she'd hold not, of another man
No other shall there ever be
And whom she would hold
Listen oh my brother
Is as the wind to mercury

Took a midnight train
Headed way back east
Left behind some pain
In hopes of finding some peace
Fortunately caught one
Bound for my old neighborhood
Either way, between us, it's good

They're building a bridge
Links Manhattan with the heartland
It's called the California ridge
The country needs to expand
Saw them lay the first stone
It was made of wood
Either way, between us, it's good

In an age of greys
When wrong won't become right
Let's life the haze
And scale the heights

set my shoulders straight
Took a deep breath
This meeting I anticipate
Unlike impending death
Strode on to the platform
And there you stood
At worst, between us, it's good

Step aside
Step aside
The krewe's gonna take a ride
Better stand behind the barricade
Here comes, here comes, here comes
The big parade

So make way
So make way
That's what the captain say
Down St. Charles and Esplanade
Here comes
The big parade

"Throw me somethin mister"
I wanna dance with your sister
Brass bands marchin by
Throwing notes to the sky

There goes
There goes
Second-liners and flambeaus
I'm feelin even better
Than the day was made
Here comes
Here comes
Here comes
The big parade

La Rouge lies awake at night
Doesn't sleep for days
Guess he's carryin somethin
The pillows can't take away
I feel just like him
'Cept for me it's double
Baby I got you, and you're

Trouble
Trouble
I used to not need nothin
Now trouble is all I need

Well Tessie loves excitement
Can make a dull moment a thrill
She does whatever she wants
Then puts it on my bill
But that ain't so expensive
Got it covered in my sleep
See dawlin' I got you
And baby you're

Trouble
Trouble
I used to not need nothin
Now trouble is all I need

I wouldn't bet against myself
In a poker game
Or build a house
In a hurricane
And lose everything I had
And spend the rest of my life gone mad
In a way it would be a relief
It really wouldn't be so bad
See dawlin' I got you and baby you're

Trouble
Trouble
I used to not need nothin
I used to not need nothin
I used to not need nothin
Now trouble is all I need

Somebody was spreading rumors
'Bout better days a comin
Why was I hummin
As if I knew
One and the same
But I just whispered your name

Somebody was sayin something
'Bout there being an end to tyranny
But when they asked me
What would I do...
If that day came
I only whispered your name

Everyone got their own opinion
And protects their own dominion
No doubt for them it's true
But I tell them what I really believe
My only worry is protecting you

No one should ever be lonely
We'd all find somebody to care
Ask me if I dare
To answer who...
Could carry that flame
I'd just whisper your name

They tried to conquer the world with guns
Like a horde of Huns
That had to be removed
We used a secret weapon
We did it with a groove

They tried to conquer the world with administration
And make one nation
But then they had to move
We made us a home
Built on a groove

They tried to conquer the world with kindness
And blind open-mindedness
Like they had something to prove
They're on their own
Amen, we got the groove

They tried to conquer the world and call it art
So did Bonaparte
Now he hangs in the Louvre
It's not a museum piece
This is the groove

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I is just what I was
And am ain't who I be
To love the language
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi

Ax' ya "x" what talks in tongues
Say: "never mo' neither me"
To love the language
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi

Stayin by my mama's
In slippers and pajamas
Where there's always somethin good to eat
Bettin strawberries
Honey and cherries
And pecan-pies oh so sweet

With a dew-rag on my brow
Jasmine, wysteria and fleur-de-lis
To love the language
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi

If you won't work fo' a livin
And live life leisurely
Pull up a screen po-ch
Flop out in a rockin chair
To love the language
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi

Honestly now...
Either you stand for something
Or you get knocked down for nothing
Sister don't ache too soon
I thought it was understood
By everyone in this room
Who'd ever come up short or won a race
Safety's just danger
...Out of place

Truly now...
People play tricks of the mind
Shadows only follow behind
Sister stay still
I thought it was the nature
Of all on Malvern's Hill
Who'd taken a lead off third base
Safety's just danger
...Out of place

Honestly now...
If fate were to follow fortune
And clarity trail distortion
Sister on alert
Pay close attention
To fingerprints in the dust
And fallen feet that leave no trace
Safety's just danger
...Out of place

Sincerely now...
I requested information
At a roadside station
Sister it seems absurd
To be hammering pith
LIke a poet with a loss for words
Trying to describe an angel's face
Safety's just danger
...Out of place

Honestly now...
Wholly in demand
Coming off second hand
Sister don't unravel
When there's nowhere to go
Except lawless travel
And an end to infinity's space
Safety's just danger
...Out of place

Blessed be the one
Who needeth tongue
To uncoil her speech

Blessed be the one
Who commandeth silence
Water be still, be still

Blessed be the one
Who hath time
And nay opressing need

Blessed be thine
Kings and queens
Be they born of thee

Blessed be the one
Blessed be the one
Blessed be the one

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They tried to conquer the world with science
And medieval self-reliance
Neither of which behoove
All that's of concern
Is a groove

They tried to conquer the world with blinding flash
Instead reduced it to a solitary ash
While trying to improve
On a ray of light
And a grip on the groove

Went to a little get-together
With some old friends
Not much has changed
Since the last time I saw them

There's a chicken in uniform
Wooden leg and a matchstick arm
Saying: "left my wing back on the farm
...Tried the buffet..."

Tiny took a turn on steel guitar
After he got a fresh feel for the bar
Lines drawn of jelly-fish caviar
...Saying: "wanna jamm???"

I don't like throwing
Parties like that
But I love going
They said no guests
So I thought of you
Hey mama, it's on

A disconcerted youth with a gun
Wants to shoot-up some fun
Saying: "I'm failing science and math
But I'm head of the class in murder one"

Balance sheets unpresarioed ballets
And advertised for run-a-ways
That only dance on holidays
...When crutches cut in...

Willa was disenchanted
Tossed her garter and demanded
"Nothing can be recanted
...If it was nothing to begin with..."

A magician did card tricks
For a bunch of well-heeled hicks
And held up a red six
...One said: "that's a black seven..."

I don't like throwing
Parties like that
But I love going
They said no guests
So I thought of you
Hey mama, it's on

A disconcerted youth with a gun
That semi-precious son
He needs to learn if you take a life
You ain't got none

Cracked pelicans rode magnolias
Sent advice to rebel soldiers
That all ended with: "I told ya's
...So then why do you ask???..."

You can tell it's getting late
When Cal calls himself Kate
And peons hire potentates
...Saying: "when you finish
Trim the hedges..."

I'm making a hurried get-a-way
Down Santa Monica, out of L.A.
If you like it so much stay
...There's a theme park in the mix...

I don't like throwing
Parties like that
But I love going
They said no guests
So I thought of you
Hey mama, it's on

And the warden said
"He won't need a cell
He has the key
There's no harsher sentence
The man's doin life
In the first degree"

Some people seek to set blame
Some just accept their part
And now you know why
Booker died of a broken heart

And the priest said
"I can take confession
But not the sin
The church is shelter
Not the faith
Son, that's within"

Some people pray for fortune and fame
Some just play a part
And now you know why
Booker died of a broken heart

And the doctor said
"I can see you're hurt
Just by lookin at you
Pain we can help
But for hurt
There's nothin we can do"

Some people pick up the pieces
Some just leave them apart
And now you know why
Booker died of a broken heart