Альбом John Denver

This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song album. It has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Calypso album, as a live version.

The world is fast becoming younger
The news is all they've ever known
They've seen the wars, the hurt, the hunger
How will they choose when they are grown

What do you tell forever's children
When it's their turn to hurt and heal
Whatever spins a grim tornedo
Can also turn a potters wheel

Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel

Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in

Tell with your life the bloody story
Teach to they're dreams not burning steel
It's not in bombs where lies the glory
But in what's shattered on the field

The potter's wheel takes love and caring
Skill and patience fast and slow
The works it makes are easily broken
Once they survive the potter's throw

Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel

Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in

Some day some children will be digging
In some long forgotten ground
And they'll find our civilisation
Or what's left of it to be found

They'll find the weapons of destruction
But buried deeper in the hole
They'll find a message and a promise
In the sand, the potter's bowl

Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How God must feel

Give a little turn
Listen to a spin
Make it into the shape
You want it in

Earth and fire and wind conspire
With human hands, and love, and fire

Words and Music by Bill Danoff

This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The Gift You Are and The John Denver Collection - Take Me Home, Country Roads albums.

Somewhere out on the prairie
Is the greatest cowboy that's ever been
And when he lays his hands upon the ponies
They shudder with an understanding skin

And he says ponies
Now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
Discover what begins each shining day

When the storm clouds in the west
Are quickly gathering
The ponies they run wild there
Before it rains

You'll see their sleek dark bodies
Brightly gleaming
You know the fire is flying through
Their brains

And he says ponies
Now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
Discover what begins each shining day

And he says ponies
Now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
Discover what begins each shining day

And he says ponies
Ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
Discover what begins each shining day
I want to fly

Words and music by Jeffrey Bullock

This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions Album, and has also been released on The Gift You Are and The John Denver Collection - Rocky Mountain High Albums.


Spring Is Alive

Spring is alive
In Carolina
Deep in the forest
Where the foxfire glows
High on a mountain
Down in a holler
Thunder and lightning
So it goes

Over a hundred years ago
We came to Carolina
Far across the water
It's a long hard road

With little more than courage
We came seeking independence
A little less than nothin'
Is a heavy load

From the heather of the highlands
We have found the Smokie Mountains
Hard work and simple ways
And life is good
life is good

Spring is alive
In Carolina
Deep in the forest
Where the foxfire glows
High on a mountain
Down in a holler
Thunder and lightning
So it goes

You Are

You are every morning sunrise
You are every rain
You are every peal of laughter
You are every cry of pain

You are all the summer flowers
You are all the falling leaves
You are everyone rejoicing
You are everyone who greaves

You are all my unknown secrets
You are all my hidden fears
You are known in lover's kisses
You are seen in childhood tears
You are where the stars are shining
You are where the rainbow ends
You are why the war is over
You are how the peace begins

Whisper the Wind

Whisper the wind over the water
Whisper the wind all through the night
Whisper the wind along the canyon
Whisper the wind into the night

Whisper the wind Brothers and sisters
Whisper the wind all the same
Whisper the wind love one another
Whisper the wind your precious name

Spring Is Alive (Reprise)

Spring is alive
In Carolina
Deep in the forest
Where the foxfire glows
High on a mountain
Down in a holler
Thunder and lightning
So it goes

Over a hundred years ago
We came to Carolina
Far across the water
It's a long hard road

With little more than courage
We came seeking independence
A little less than nothin'
Is a heavy load

From the heather of the highlands
We have found the Smokie Mountains
Hard work and simple ways
And life is good
life is good

Spring is alive
In Carolina
Deep in the forest
Where the foxfire glows
High on a mountain
Down in a holler
Thunder and lightning
So it goes

Words and music by John Denver

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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions Album, and has also been released on the A Portrait and The John Denver Collection - Annie's Song Albums.


They say they love each other
I've no doubt they do
They say they'll always be together
That may not be true

They come from different places
Different points of view
They find themselves in different spaces
Everything is all brand new

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always on the road somewhere
The other one always stays
Too often unhappy
Too often on your own
When you are moving in different directions
True love is all alone

Old stories start to surface
Patterns from long ago
And loving quickly turns to anger
For reasons they don't even know
The strongest heart can be broken
With one insensitive word
The deepest feelings remain unspoken

No one is seen and nothing heard
Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always wants to work things out
The other one wants to play
To ready for changes
To much that just can't wait
When you are moving in different directions
True love can turn to hate

If opposites attract each other
What's the reason for
One being like an open window
One just like a closing door

Two different directions
Two many different ways
One likes to see the morning sunrise
The other one sleeps in late
To many tomorrows
To many times too late
When you are moving in different directions
True love may have to wait
If you are committed to different directions
True love will have to wait

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on three albums, and was first released on Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Take Me Home Country Roads album.

We were live on arrival
Safe home at last
No cannon fire dockside
No flags half-mast

We were sold out for silver
And a string of black pearls
On the loneliest island
At the edge of the world

Like destiny's children
Souls lost at sea
No room on the lifeboat
You can hold on to me

Now the voyage is over
We're back on dry land
In our eyes are the stories
The rope and the brand

Like destiny's children
Souls lost at sea
No room on the lifeboat
You can hold on to me

Words by Nick Smith, Music by Joe Camilleri

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Rocky Mountain High album.


I heard how all the lights went out in Memphis
On the death night anniversary of the king
The pretenders talking dirty in the palace
But it doesn't have that old familiar ring

I see there's been some changes in the valley
All the renegades have finally settled down
Now they worship in the temples of their rivals
And desecrate the holy heart of town

Can't you hear all those sweet voices singing
Takin' care of the chosen ones
Can't you hear all those mission bells ringin'
Say a prayer for the chosen ones

I read they're pourin' oil on troubled waters
Yet they cast a giant shadow on the land
Let's spend another night across the border
And bury all our secrets in the sand

Now they claim there is a message in the Bible
They swear there is no master and his slave
But the future's lookin' dim for the lonesome cowboy
When the hand that rocks that cradle digs the grave

Words by Nick Smith, Music by and Joe Camilleri

There is a river that runs from the mountains
That one river is all rivers
All rivers are that one

There is a tree that stands in the forest
That one tree is all forests
All trees are that one

There is a flower that blooms in the desert
That one blossom is all flowers
All flowers are that one

There is a bird that sings in the jungle
That one song is all music
All songs are that one

It is the song of life
It is the flower of faith
It is the tree of temptation
It is the river of no regret

There is a child that cries in the ghetto
That one child is all children
All children are that one

There is a vision that shines in the darkness
That one vision is all of our dreams
All of our dreams are that one

It is a vision of heaven
It is a child of promise
It is the song of life
It is the river of no regret

Let this be a voice for the mountains
Let this be a voice for the river
Let this be a voice for the forest
Let this be a voice for the flowers
Let this be a voice for the ocean
Let this be a voice for the desert
Let this be a voice for the children
Let this be a voice for the dreamers
Let this be a voice of no regret

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection - Sunshine On My Shoulder album.


Home, come on home
Ye who are weary come home
Softly and tenderly calling
Home, come on home

Sometimes when I'm feeling lonesome
And no one on earth seems to care
I'm all by myself in the darkness
With no one and nothing to share

Just when it feels like it's hopeless
And I'll never make it alone
I hear the voices of angels
Tenderly calling me home

Home, come on home
Ye who are weary come home
Softly and tenderly calling
Home, come on home

I try to keep it together
I never let on that I'm scared
Still sometimes I fall to pieces
Scattered and lost everywhere

Just when it feels like there's no one
To mend all my broken down dreams
I hear a voice deep inside me
Tenderly calling to me

Home, come on home
Ye who are weary come home
Softly and tenderly calling
Home, come on home

So don't be afraid of the darkness
And don't run away from the storm
Stand up and face your reflection
The feelings you try to ignore

After the tempest is over
You've let yourself come on through
You'll hear a voice in the silence
Tenderly calling to you

Home, come on home
Ye who are weary come home
Softly and tenderly calling
Home, come on home

Words and Music by Jan Garrett