Альбом John Denver

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album, and has also been released on the Country Classics Album.


Blue river blues
I'd rather be outside
Here I am inside
Watching it rain

Blue river blues
I'd rather be somewhere
Here I am nowhere
Watching it rain

One, two, three, four!

Some people like that downhill stuff
They like it fast and breezy
Some people walk on the other side
They like it slow and easy

Some people run on a mountain trail
Some like it wild and rough
Some like to fly and some like to sail
And some like the downhill stuff

There's work in what we practice
Work in the things we say
Sometimes we work just to try to make a living
Or we're workin' just to make it pay

Sometimes we're tryin' to work our will
But that won't work anyway
I only know that I'm workin' still
Just to get another chance to play

Some people like that downhill stuff
They like it fast and breezy
Some people walk on the other side
They like it slow and easy

Some people run on a mountain trail
Some like it wild and rough
Some like to fly and some like to sail
And some like the downhill stuff

Keep movin' in a forward direction
Like a river rollin' down to the sea
If you wanna make a different selection
Honey, let yourself go with gravity

Everybody's lookin' for heaven
Everybody's lookin' for home
Everybody's lookin' for higher and higher
But nobody wants to be lookin' alone

Everybody's tryin' to get down to it
Everybody's tryin' to sing
Whatever it is we're all gonna do it
But whatever we do we gotta do our own thing

Some people like that downhill stuff
They like it fast and breezy
Some people walk on the other side
They like it slow and easy

Some people run on a mountain trail
Some like it wild and rough
Some like to fly and some like to sail
Some like the downhill stuff
I like the downhill stuff
Let me slide down that downhill stuff
Oh, honey give me some downhill stuff

Words and music by John Denver

Pulled out of Linden, Texas
Two days and nights ago
I've been livin' on pills and burgies
Till the whites of my eyes don't show

Southbound headlights are makin' me blind
I'm too damn tired to blink
My toes are numb and my brains gone dumb
And I can just barely think

Sweet Melinda, my wife
The lonesome moan of this eighteen wheeler
Cuts through me like a knife
'Cept for you, sweet Melinda, my wife
I been ridin' on empty
Most all of my life

Two more hours of daylight
It's startin' to rain again
A sign up ahead says “Welcome to Paradise
Population Ten�?

Well me and this truck and that old white line
Stumblin' on and on
Like three old drinkin' buddies
Comin' home at dawn

This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album. It has also been released on the Country Classics, Reflections and The Country Roads Collection Albums.

You know sometimes I can't get to sleep at night
I can't quiet my heart or my mind
I toss and turn, I ache and burn
I get caught in the passing of time

It's like too many miles, too many heartaches
Too much that needs to be done
Yes and too many sidewalks, too many people
Too many hours done

What's on your mind
What's on my mind
Is really quite the same
I've been working so hard
And I'm ready to play
I know just the right game

What's on your mind
Is what's on my mind
That's the way it's gonna be
I'm gonna find me a place I can hide
I want you right next to me

On I've never seen a more beautiful day
It's my favorite time of year
The colors are changing, she's rearranging
And I'm so glad to be here

I've been up and around, I've been lost, I've been found
I've seen love face to face in my dreams
And the things that I know and the things that I show
Are not always just what they seem

What's on your mind
Is what's on my mind
It's just that way
It's like catching a ride
On a beautiful river
Let it carry us all away

What's on your mind
And what's on my mind
Is really nothing new
I want to get you alone
I want to make you my own
Baby, I want to make love with you

What's on your mind
And what's on my mind
Is really quite the same
I've been working so hard
And I'm ready to play
Baby, I know just the right game

What's on your mind
And what's on my mind
Is really nothing new
I want to get you alone
I want to make you my own
Baby, I want to make love with you

Words and music by John Denver

Joseph and Joe, the priest and the cowboy,
the places they've been to, the spaces they're in.
For a time between storms at the side of a mountain,
with another man's fam'ly, fam'ly and friends

Joseph can give you the keys to the kingdom,
he'll put you in touch with the spirit of man.
Joe loves the desert but lives in the mountains,
his closest companion a left handed man

Ooo Where do you go
If you've got no way to get there?
Where do you go?
How do you know?
If you've never never been there?
How do you know?
Tell me how do you know?

Joseph I lost you in some other city,
out paths are not crossing, we're way out of touch.
Joe, how the seasons have drifted between us,
or is it your vision, much greater than mine.


Ooo

Take head of the darkness which gathers around us
a fire that consumes us forever to burn
than look to the sun for our father is with us,
our mother will teach us what we need to learn.

Ooo Where do you go
If you've got no way to get there?
Where do you go?
How do you know?
If you've never never been there?
How do you know?
Tell me how do you know? Tell me where do you go
If you've never never been there?
Where do you go?
Tell me how do you know?
that you've got no way to get there
How do you know?
Tell me how do you know?

This song was first released on the John Denver Album. It is the only album it has been released on.

Life is so good
Life is so good these days
Life is so good these days
Life is so good

Life is so good
Life is so good these days
Life is so good these days
Life is so good

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Farewell Andromeda album, and has also been released on the John Denver album.


I saw a Berkley woman
Sittin' in her rockin' chair
A dulcimer in her lap
A feather in her hair
Her breasts swayed freely
With the rhythm of the rockin' chair
She was a-sittin' and a-singin' and a-swayin'
Her cheeks were red I declare

Twas hard to believe
What my eyes showed me then
The colour in her cheeks
Was just her natural skin
She wore no makeup
To make her look that way
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks
What more can I say

Well I finally realised
There was hunger in my stare
In my mind I was swayin'
With the woman in the rockin' chair
But the lady I was livin' with
Was standin' right by my side
She saw my stare and she saw my hunger
And Lord it made her cry
So with anger on her face
Yes and the hurt in her eyes
She scratched me and she clawed me
She screamed and she cried
“Oh you don't give me near
All the lovin' that you should
Yet you're ready to go and lay with her
You're just no damn good�?

Well I guess she's probably right
Oh I guess I'm probably wrong
I guess she's not too far away
She hasn't been gone very long
And I guess we could get together
And try it one more time
But I know that wanderlust would come again
She'd only wind up a-cryin'

Well now you've heard my story
Plain as the light of day
It's hard to feel guilty for lovin' the ladies
That's all I gotta say
'Cept a woman is the sweetest fruit
That God ever put on the vine
I'd no more love just one kinda woman
Than drink only one kinda wine

Words and Music by Bryan Bowers

This song was first released on the John Denver album. It is the only album it has been released on.

Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin mad of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell

Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineers would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy can play

Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny B. Goode

Well his mama told him some day you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comin' from miles around
Just to hear you play your music till the sun go down
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight

Go, go, go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny B. Goode

Words and music by Chuck Berry

You're So Beautiful


This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the John Denver
Album, and has also been released on the Reflections and The Country Roads
Collection Albums.

Born on a quiet morning
Just a dream in someone's eyes
A dream that's like a promise meant to be
Giving rise to speculation
On a place called paradise
If I've ever been there
It's when you were with me

You're so beautiful
I can't believe my eyes
Each time I see you again
You're so beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again

I remember some hidden valley
Where the skies are never still
And alpine meadows burn in the evening light
I remember the path to glory
And the way around the hill
I remember true love's eyes
Shining in the night

You're so beautiful
I can't believe my eyes
Each time I see you again
You're so beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again

And if paradise is everything you see
Then the place you must be coming from
Is ecstasy

You're so beautiful
That I can't believe my eyes
Each time I see you again
You're so beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again

Just want to see you again
I want to be with you again
I just need to love you again
Just wanna touch you again
I just need to love you again
I want to be with you again
touch you again
love you again
with you again

Words and music by John Denver

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the John Denver album, and has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album.

The wheels go down
I'm back in town
Three months full of summer
And nothing to do
It's been a strain at the reins
But the picture remains
Southwind's blowin' my love to you
Southwind's blowin' my love

For sixty-one days
I got caught in the maze
Twenty thousand watching
The songs go by
The lights go down
In an east Texas town
Southwind's blowin' my love to you
Southwind's blowin' my love

I couldn't wait until
Till I got back home to you
Oh to get my fill
Of those California summer nights

It's good to be home
My how the children have grown
Screen door's barking out
That old familiar tune
Games at the park
But honey wait until dark
Southwind's blowin' my love to you
Southwind's blowin' my love

I couldn't wait until
Till I got back home to you
Oh to get my fill
Of those California summer nights

The wheels go down
I'm back in town
Three months full of summer
And nothing to do
It's been a strain at the reins
But the picture remains
Southwind's blowin' my love to you
Southwind's blowin' my love

Words and Music by Herb Pedersen

Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground

Inch by inch, row by row
Someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
Till the rain comes tumblin down

Pullin weeds and pickin stones
Man is made of dreams and bones
Feel the need to grow my own
Cause the time is close at hand

Rainful rain, sun and rain
Find my way in natures chain
Tune my body and my brain
To the music from the land

Plant your rows straight and long
Temper them with prayer and song
Mother Earth will make you strong
If you give her love and care

Old crow watchin hungrily
From his perch in yonder tree
In my garden Im as free
As that feathered thief up there

This song was first released on the John Denver Album. It is the only album it has been released on.

Songs of the future
Songs of the past
Songs of the first day
Songs of the last

Songs of tomorrow
Songs of the play
Songs of the struggle
Songs of the way

Words and music by John Denver