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John Denver




Альбом John Denver


John Denver Sings (1966)
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To lead a better life
I need my love to be here

Here, making each day of the year
Changing my life with the wave of her hand
Nobody can deny that there's something there

There, running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

I will be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere

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I know I'll never find another hunk of woman like my Ann
She makes me feel like a great big man
I'm gonna go tell her momma what I think about her, say thank you ma'am
For giving me your daughter Ann

She sure is stacked from her toes to the pretty little nape
Of her neck she's packed like a seed in a grape
She's smooth as marble skin
When I see her I believe I'm a real young guy
And when I go to work I think I might die
If I can't hurry home again
If the good Lord works a hundred years at makin' me a female plan
I'd say, no, thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann

How could I ever look at any other woman when I've got Ann
I feel so good when she takes my hand
I'm gonna go tell her daddy what I think about her, say thank you, man
For giving me your daughter Ann

When I come home and feel like I've been run over
By a ten ton truck she can rub my shoulder
And ease my aches and pains
When I lose my job and I'm down to a silver dollar
And I feel like a dried up gourd in a holler
She soothes my brow like summer rain
If the good Lord works all night at makin' me a female plan
I'd say, no, thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann
One more time!

I know I'll never find another hunk of woman like my Ann
She makes me feel like a great big man
If the good Lord worked a hundred years at makin' me a female plan
I'd say, no thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann
I'd say, no thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann
Yeah!

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All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn
The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I tell you now, they don't mean a thing
Every place I go, I'll think of you
Every song I sing, I'll sing for you
When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time, let me kiss you
Then close your eyes and I'll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times I won't have to say

Kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
I'm leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

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When I was a cowboy out on de western plains
When I was a cowboy out on de western plains
Well, I made about half a million just puttin' on the bridle an' reins
Come a caw caw yippee come a caw caw yippee yippee yay

Oh, de hardest battle was found on de western plains
Oh, de hardest battle was found on de western plains
When me an' a bunch of cowboys run into Jesse James
Come a caw caw yippee come a caw caw yippee yippee yay

Oh, de hardest battle was found on Bunker's Hill
Oh, de hardest battle was found on Bunker's Hill
When me an' a bunch of cowboys run into Buffalo Bill
Come a caw caw yippee come a caw caw yippee yippee yay

If your house catches afire, an' there ain't no water 'round
If your house catches afire, an' there ain't no water 'round
Throw your jerry out the window, let the doggone shack burn down
Come a caw caw yippee come a caw caw yippee yippee yay

Come on, all you cowboys, an' don't you wanna go
Come on, all you cowboys, an' don't you wanna go
How to meet ther the lone ranger, an a range of Buffalo
Come a caw caw yippee come a caw caw yippee yippee yay
Come a caw caw yippee come a caw caw yippee yippee yay
Come a caw caw yippee come a caw caw yippee yippee yay, yay, yay yay

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Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday

Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh, yesterday came suddenly

Why she had to go I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday

Why she had to go I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday

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-All right. Stand by. Here we go. Blues My Naughty take seventy-four.
-Oh, shit. I hope I don't screw up.

Now there are blues that you get from happiness
There are blues that you get from pain
There're blues when you are lonely for your one and only
Blues that are hard to explain

And there are blues that you get from waitin'
But the meanest, the meanest blues that be
They're kind that I got on my mind
Blues there are all very meanest kind
Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me
Oh, yeah

Oh, they're blues you get from women when you see 'em goin' swimmin' and you haven't got a bathin' suit yourself
There are blues that start to flicker when you had a lot of liquor and someone goes and takes it off the shelf
There are blues you get from waitin' on the dock, and you wonderin' if your little boat is gonna rock
Blues you keep a gettin' in a taxicab a pettin' every time you hear the meter jump the clock

And there are blues you get from cryin' when your uncle Will is dyin' and he afterwards forgets you in his will
There are blues you get from kisses when you are walkin' with the missus and another baby shouts, "Hey, Bill!"
Blues that kinda make you hop and really shake and shiver, kinda make you want to end it all in the river
Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me
Oh, play that thing!

Now there are blues you get from women when you see 'em goin' swimmin' and you haven't got a bathin' suit your own self
There are blues that start to flicker when you had a lot of liquor and someone goes and takes it off the shelf
There are blues you get from waitin' on the dock, and you wonderin' if the boat's gonna rock
Blues you keep a gettin' in a taxicab a pettin' every time you hear the meter jump the clock

And there are blues you get from cryin' when your uncle Will is dyin' and he afterwards forgets you in his will
There are blues that get from kisses when you are walkin' with the missus and another baby shouts, "Hey, Patrick!!"
Blues that kinda make you hop and really shake and shiver, kinda make you want to end it all in the river
Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me
Let me hear it again
Oh, blues my naughty sweetie gives to me
Just one more time!
Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me

Yeah!

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What's that I hear now, ringing in my ear?
I've heard that sound before
What's that I hear now, ringing in my ear?
I hear it more and more

It's the sound of freedom calling
Ringing up to the sky
It's the sound of the old ways a falling
You can hear it if you try
You can hear it if you try

What's that I see now, shining in my eyes?
I've seen that light before
What's that I see now, shining in my eyes?
I see it more and more

It's the light of freedom shining
Shining up to the sky
It's the light of the new ways a shining
You can see it if you try
You can see it if you try

What's that I feel now, beating in my heart?
I've felt that beat before
What's that I feel now, beating in my heart?
I feel it more and more

It's the rumble of freedom calling
Climbing up to the sky
It's the rumble of the old ways a falling
You can feel it if you try
You can feel it if you try
You can if you try!

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I give her all my love
That's all I do
And if you saw my love
You'd love her too
I love her

She gives me everything
And tenderly
The kiss my lover brings
She brings to me
And I love her

A love like ours
Could never die
As long as I
Have you near me

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her

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I've been cheated
Been mistreated
When will I be loved

I've been pushed down
I've been turned down
When will I be loved

When I find a new girl
That I want for mine
She always breaks my heart into
It happens every time
Every time
Every time

I've been lied to
I've been made blue
When will I be loved

When I find a new girl
That I want for mine
She always breaks my heart into
It happens every time
Every time
Every time

I've been cheated
Been mistreated
When will I be loved
When will I be loved
Just one more time
When will I be loved
Oh, let me hear it again
When will I be loved

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Where the Walker runs down to the Carson Valley plain
There lived a young maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee, and a fair one was she
The sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range

Her voice was as sweet as sugar can be
Her touch was as soft as a bed of goose down
Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights
That shine in the night out at Yerington town

She was courted by young Vandermeer
A fine lad was he, as I am to hear
He gave her silver rings and lacy things
He promised to wed before the snows came that year

Her pony did stumble and she did fall
Her dying touched the hearts of us one and all
Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet through his brain
We buried them together as the snows began to fall

They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through
They sing of her beauty in Virginia City too
At dusky sundown to her name they drink a round
And to young Vandy, whose love was true

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Minor Swing

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There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some are gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meanings
When I think of love as something new
I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more

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Don't want no tears shed for me when I'm gone
Don't want nobody to sing no melancholy song
Don't want your partin' words to become my eulogy
Just have a ragtime band to play when you say goodbye to me

Keep that whiskey flowin', boys, and raise your glasses high
I'm pleased to see you're here to say "Farewell" and not "Goodbye"
Keep that whiskey flowin', boys and raise your glasses high
And damn the man that dares to let my farewell party die

Don't want no organ music bringin' people down
Don't want no long-faced mourners always hangin' 'round
Don't want no candles, ah, but let the flowers stay
Girls can wear them in their hair when they see me on my way

Keep that whiskey flowin', boys, and raise your glasses high
I'm pleased to see you're here to say "Farewell" and not "Goodbye"
Keep that whiskey flowin', boys and raise your glasses high
And damn the man that dares to let my farewell party die

Roll the carpet back, my boys, and let the dancin' start
Sing all the good old songs and don't forget my part
Invite all the girls I've known and make sure they have fun
Hug and kiss 'em all for me like you know I would have done

Keep that whiskey flowin', boys, and raise your glasses high
I'm pleased to see you're here to say "Farewell" and not "Goodbye"
Keep that whiskey flowin', boys and raise your glasses high
And damn the man that dares to let my farewell party die

Keep that whiskey flowin', boys, and raise your glasses high
I'm pleased to see you're here to say "Farewell" and not "Goodbye"
Keep that whiskey flowin', boys and raise your glasses high
And damn the man that dares to let my farewell party die

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This road winds down through the valley
Through the warm green meadows I call home
Turn around and it leads across the mountains
Where the wind keeps telling me to roam

Down this road there's a fire always burning
There's a place at the table set for me
It's the same road that leads way over yonder
Where there's such a lot of world I'd like to see
There's so much of this old world I long to see

Tell my momma not to worry
I couldn't bear to know I made her cry
Tell my poppa if you see him
I tried, but I just couldn't say goodbye

I long to see the places they call somewhere
It's been my dream ever since my life began
And someday when my wandering days are over
I'll be coming back this road
You'll see me walking down the road
I'll be coming back this road
A better man

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I was born for roaming
Yes, I always will
I wonder if it's greener
On the far side of the hill

Hey Dan, Dan look down yonder
Why there's earth and there's green and sky
And I bet we could get down there
In the batting of an eye

And further west there's oceans
A miner he told me so
And the sun it shines so brightly
That it scares off the winters snow

And, you know, Dan, sometimes I'm tired
You know there's sometimes when I'm lonesome too
Sometimes I see a farmer
Walking slow when the day is through

And I know, I know he's got a woman
She's making supper for him every day
And I curse this wandering fever
That stole my love away

Yes, I was born for roaming
I guess I always will
I wonder could it be greener
On the far side of the hill
I wonder could it be greener
On the far side of the hill

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I'll buy you the glow of an evening star
A song of the winds that cry
Promise you more than all you can dream
Anything love can buy

I'll give you the gold at the rainbow's end
The clouds of a summer sky
Tell me your wish, and so it shall be
Anything love can buy

A silver brook flowing down to the sea
Daffodils kissed by the sun
These are the treasures fortune gave me
Money I have none

Come walk by my side and hold my hand
We'll build our castles high
I'll give you the whole wide world on a string
Anything love can buy
Anything love can buy

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by Ian Tyson

Four strong winds that blow slowly
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change come what may
Now our good times are all gone
And I'm bound for moving on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way

Guess I'll go out to Alberta
Weather's good there in the Fall
Got some friends that I can go to workin' for
Still I wish you'd change your mind
If I asked you one more time
But we've been thru that a hundred times or more

Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change come what may
Now our good times are all gone
And I'm bound for movin' on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way

If I get there before the snow flies
and if things are going good
You could meet me if I send you down the fare
But by then it would be winter
Nothing much for you to do
And the wind sure blows cold way out there

Four strong winds that blow slowly
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change come what may
Now our good times are all gone
And I'm bound for movin' on

I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
Yes, I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way

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