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from "Unplugged Collection, Volume One" (0000)
Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar, Dancing on the light from star to star. Far across the moonbeam I know that's who you are, I saw your brown eyes turning once to fire. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream, You could have been anyone to me. Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. You are just a dreamer, and I am just a dream. You could have been anyone to me. Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. |
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from Neil Young - Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere (1969)
I wanna live with a cinnamon girl I could be happy the rest of my life With a cinnamon girl. A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chasing the moonlight, My cinnamon girl. Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow The drummer relaxes and waits between shows For his cinnamon girl. A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chasing the moonlight, My cinnamon girl. Pa sent me money now I'm gonna make it somehow I need another chance You see your baby loves to dance Yeah...yeah...yeah. |
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from Neil Young - Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere (1969)
Hello cowgirl in the sand Is this place at your command Can I stay here for a while Can I see your sweet sweet smile Old enough now to change your name When so many love you is it the same? It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game. Hello ruby in the dust Has your band begun to rust After all the sin we've had I was hopin' that we turn back Old enough now to change your name When so many love you is it the same It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game. Hello woman of my dreams This is not the way it seems Purple words on a grey background To be a woman and to be turned down Old enough now to change your name When so many love you is it the same It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game. |
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from Neil Young - Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere (1969)
Be on my side I'll be on your side baby There is no reason for you to hide It's so hard for me staying here all alone When you could be taking me for a ride Yeah~ she could drag me Over the rainbow send me away Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river dead oh shot her dead~ You take my hand I'll take your hand Together we may get away This much madness is too much sorrow It's impossible to make it today Uh~ yeah she could drag me Over the rainbow send me away Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river dead uh Shot her dead down by the river I shot my baby down by the river I shot my baby~ |
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from Neil Young - Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere (1969)
I think I'd like to go back home And take it easy There's a woman that I'd like to get to know Living there Everybody seems to wonder What it's like down here I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around, Everybody knows this is nowhere. Everybody, everybody knows Everybody knows. Every time I think about back home It's cool and breezy I wish that I could be there right now Just passing time. Everybody seems to wonder What it's like down here I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around, Everybody knows this is nowhere. Everybody, everybody knows Everybody knows. |
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from Neil Young - Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere (1969)
Oh, please help me, oh please help me, I'm livin' by myself. I need someone to comfort me, I need someone to tell. I'm sorry for the things I've done, I've shamed myself with lies, But soon these things are overcome And can't be recognized. I left my love with ribbons on And water in her eyes. I took from her the love I'd won And turned it to the sky. I'm sorry for the things I've done, I've shamed myself with lies, My cruelty has punctured me And now I'm running dry. I'm sorry for the things I've done, I've shamed myself with lies. But soon these things are overcome And can't be recognized. |
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from Neil Young - Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere (1969)
He's a perfect stranger,Like a cross of himself and a fox.He's a feeling arrangerAnd a changer of the ways he talks.He's the unforeseen dangerThe keeper of the key to the locks.Know when you see him,Nothing can free him.Step aside, open wide,It's the loner. If you see him in the subway,He'll be down at the end of the car.Watching you moveUntil he knows he knows who you are.When you get off at your station alone,He'll know that you are.Know when you see him,Nothing can free him.Step aside, open wide,It's the loner. There was a woman he knewAbout a year or so ago.She had something that he neededAnd he pleaded with her not to go.On the day that she left,He died, but it did not show.Know when you see him,Nothing can free him.Step aside, open wide,It's the loner. |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
well I dreamed I saw
the knights in armore coming saying something about a queen there were peasants singing and drummers drumming and the archer split the tree there was a fanfare blowing to the sun that was floating on the breeze look at mother nature on the run in the nineteen seventies look at mother nuture on the run in the nineteen seaventies I was lying in a burned out basement with the full moon in my eye I was hoping for replacement when the sun burst through the sky there was band playing in my head and I felt like getting high I was thinking about what a friend had said I was hoping it was a lie thinking about what a friend had said I was hoping it was a lie well dreamed I saw the silver spaceships lying in the yellow haze of the sun there were children crying and colors flying all around the chosen ones all in a dream all in a dream the loading had begun flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
Lover, there will be another one
Who'll hover over you beneath the sun Tomorrow see the things that never come Today When you see me Fly away without you Shadow on the things you know Feathers fall around you And show you the way to go It's over, it's over. Nestled in your wings my little one This special morning brings another sun Tomorrow see the things that never come Today When you see me Fly away without you Shadow on the things you know Feathers fall around you And show you the way to go It's over, it's over. |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
Hey, hey Cripple Creek ferry
Butting through the overhanging trees Make way for the Cripple Creek ferry The waters going down it's a mighty tight squeeze. All alone the captain stands Hasn't heard from his deck hands. The gambler tips his hat and walks towards the door. It's the second half of the cruise. And you know he hates to lose. Hey, hey Cripple Creek ferry Butting through the overhanging trees Make way for the Cripple Creek ferry The waters going down it's a mighty tight squeeze. |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
Old man lying by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by, Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load And the building scrape the sky, Cold wind ripping down the allay at dawn And the morning paper flies, Dead man lying by the side of the road With the daylight in his eyes, Don't let it bring you down - it's only castles burnning, Find someone who's turning and you will come around. Blind man running through the light of the night With an answer in his hand, Come on down to the river of sight And you can really understand, Red lights flashing through the window in the rain, Can you hear the sirens moan? White cane lying in a gutter in the lane, If you're walking home alone, Don't let it bring you dowa - it's only castles burning, Just find someone who's turning and you will come around |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
Now that you found yourself losing your mind
Are you here again? Finding that what you once thought was real Is gone, and changing? Now that you made yourself love me Do you think I can change it in a day? How can I place you above me? Am I lying to you when I say That I believe in you I believe in you. Coming to you at night I see my questions I feel my doubts Wishing that maybe in a year or two We could laugh and let it all out Now that you made yourself love me Do you think I can change it in a day? How can I place you above me? Am I lying to you when I say That I believe in you I believe in you. |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
Everybody's going out and having fun I'm a fool for staying home and having none. I can't get over how she set me free. Oh, lonesome me. There must be some way that I can lose these lonesome blues Forget about my past and find someone new I've thought of everything from A to Z Oh, lonesome me. I'll bet she's not like me. She's out and fancy free, Flirting with the boys with all her charms But I still love her so, And brother don't you know I'd welcome her right back here in my arms |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
When you were young and on your own
How did it feel to be alone? I was always thinking of games that I was playing. Trying to make the best of my time. But only love can break your heart Try to be sure right from the start Yes only love can break your heart What if your world should fall apart? I have a friend I've never seen He hides his head inside a dream Someone should call him and see if he can come out. Try to lose the down that he's found. But only love can break your heart Try to be sure right from the start Yes only love can break your heart What if your world should fall apart? I have a friend I've never seen He hides his head inside a dream Yes, only love can break your heart Yes, only love can break your heart |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
Southern man better keep your head
Don't forget what your good book said Southern change gonna come at last Now your crosses are burning fast Southern man I saw cotton and I saw black Tall white mansions and little shacks. Southern man when will you pay them back? I heard screamin' and bullwhips cracking How long? How long? Southern man better keep your head Don't forget what your good book said Southern change gonna come at last Now your crosses are burning fast Southern man Lily Belle, your hair is golden brown I've seen your black man comin' round Swear by God I'm gonna cut him down! I heard screamin' and bullwhips cracking How long? How long? |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
Sailing heart-ships thru broken harbors
Out on the waves in the night Still the searcher must ride the dark horse Racing alone in his fright. Tell me why, tell me why Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself, When your old enough to repay but young enough to sell? Tell me lies later, come and see me I'll be around for a while. I am lonely but you can free me All in the way that you smile Tell me why, tell me why Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself, When your old enough to repay but young enough to sell? Tell me why, tell me why Tell me why, tell me why |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
I'm gonna give you till the morning comes
Till the morning comes, till the morning comes. I'm only waiting till the morning comes Till the morning comes, till the morning comes. |
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from Neil Young - After The Goldrush (1970)
When we were living togetherI thought that I knew you would stay.Still when you left meI tried to pretend we could make it some way.
I don't care if all of the mountainsTurn to dust in the air.(What did you do to my life?)It isn't fair that I shouldWake up at dawnAnd not find you there(What did you do to my life?) It's hard enough losingWithout the confusion of knowing I tried.But you've made your mind upThat I'll be alone now there's nothing to hide. I don't care if all of the mountainsTurn to dust in the air.(What did you do to my life?)It isn't fair that I shouldWake up at dawnAnd not find you there(What did you do to my life?) |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
My life is changing in so many ways
I don't know who to trust anymore There's a shadow running thru my days Like a beggar going from door to door. I was thinking that maybe I'd get a maid Find a place nearby for her to stay. Just someone to keep my house clean, Fix my meals and go away. A maid. A man needs a maid. A maid. It's hard to make that change When life and love turns strange. And old. To give a love, you gotta live a love. To live a love, you gotta be "part of" When will I see you again? A while ago somewhere I don't know when I was watching a movie with a friend. I fell in love with the actress. She was playing a part that I could understand. A maid. A man needs a maid. A maid. When will I see you again? |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
My life is changing in so many ways
I don't know who to trust anymore There's a shadow running thru my days Like a beggar going from door to door. I was thinking that maybe I'd get a maid Find a place nearby for her to stay. Just someone to keep my house clean, Fix my meals and go away. A maid. A man needs a maid. A maid. It's hard to make that change When life and love turns strange. And old. To give a love, you gotta live a love. To live a love, you gotta be "part of" When will I see you again? A while ago somewhere I don't know when I was watching a movie with a friend. I fell in love with the actress. She was playing a part that I could understand. A maid. A man needs a maid. A maid. When will I see you again? |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Oh Alabama
The devil fools with the best laid plan. Swing low Alabama You got spare change You got to feel strange And now the moment is all that it meant. Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders That's breaking your back. Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch And a wheel on the track Oh Alabama Banjos playing through the broken glass Windows down in Alabama. See the old folks tied in white ropes Hear the banjo. Don't it take you down home? Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders That's breaking your back. Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch And a wheel on the track Oh Alabama. Can I see you and shake your hand. Make friends down in Alabama. I'm from a new land I come to you and see all this ruin What are you doing Alabama? You got the rest of the union to help you along What's going wrong? |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Oh Alabama
The devil fools with the best laid plan. Swing low Alabama You got spare change You got to feel strange And now the moment is all that it meant. Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders That's breaking your back. Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch And a wheel on the track Oh Alabama Banjos playing through the broken glass Windows down in Alabama. See the old folks tied in white ropes Hear the banjo. Don't it take you down home? Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders That's breaking your back. Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch And a wheel on the track Oh Alabama. Can I see you and shake your hand. Make friends down in Alabama. I'm from a new land I come to you and see all this ruin What are you doing Alabama? You got the rest of the union to help you along What's going wrong? |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Slipping and sliding and playing domino
Lefting and then Righting, it's not a crime you know. You gotta tell your story boy, before it's time to go. Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? I was talkin' to the preacher, said God was on my side Then I ran into the hangman, he said it's time to die You gotta tell your story boy, you know the reason why. Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Slipping and sliding and playing domino
Lefting and then Righting, it's not a crime you know. You gotta tell your story boy, before it's time to go. Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? I was talkin' to the preacher, said God was on my side Then I ran into the hangman, he said it's time to die You gotta tell your story boy, you know the reason why. Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Did I see you down in a young girl's town
With your mother in so much pain? I was almost there at the top of the stairs With her screamin' in the rain. Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. Did I see you walking with the boys Though it was not hand in hand? And was some black face in a lonely place When you could understand? Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. Will I see you give more than I can take? Will I only harvest some? As the days fly past will we lose our grasp Or fuse it in the sun? Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Did I see you down in a young girl's town
With your mother in so much pain? I was almost there at the top of the stairs With her screamin' in the rain. Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. Did I see you walking with the boys Though it was not hand in hand? And was some black face in a lonely place When you could understand? Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. Will I see you give more than I can take? Will I only harvest some? As the days fly past will we lose our grasp Or fuse it in the sun? Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
I want to live
I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold It's these expressions I never give That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old I've been to Hollywood I've been to Redwood I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold I've been in my mind it's such a fine line That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold Keeps me searching and I'm growing old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold I've been a miner for a heart of gold |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
I want to live
I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold It's these expressions I never give That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old I've been to Hollywood I've been to Redwood I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold I've been in my mind it's such a fine line That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold Keeps me searching and I'm growing old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold I've been a miner for a heart of gold |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, Twenty four and there's so much more Live alone in a paradise That makes me think of two. Love lost, such a cost, Give me things that don't get lost. Like a coin that won't get tossed Rolling home to you. Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true. Lullabies, look in your eyes, Run around the same old town. Doesn't mean that much to me To mean that much to you. I've been first and last Look at how the time goes past. But I'm all alone at last. Rolling home to you. Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, Twenty four and there's so much more Live alone in a paradise That makes me think of two. Love lost, such a cost, Give me things that don't get lost. Like a coin that won't get tossed Rolling home to you. Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true. Lullabies, look in your eyes, Run around the same old town. Doesn't mean that much to me To mean that much to you. I've been first and last Look at how the time goes past. But I'm all alone at last. Rolling home to you. Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Think I'll pack it in and buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A. Find a place to call my own and try to fix up. Start a brand new day. The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up But I'm so down today She's so fine, she's in my mind. I hear her callin'. See the lonely boy, out on the weekend Trying to make it pay. Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and Can't begin to say. She got pictures on the wall, they make me look up From her big brass bed. Now I'm running down the road trying to stay up Somewhere in her head. The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up But I'm so down today She's so fine she's in my mind. I hear her callin'. See the lonely boy, out on the weekend Trying to make it pay. Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and Can't begin to say. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Think I'll pack it in and buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A. Find a place to call my own and try to fix up. Start a brand new day. The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up But I'm so down today She's so fine, she's in my mind. I hear her callin'. See the lonely boy, out on the weekend Trying to make it pay. Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and Can't begin to say. She got pictures on the wall, they make me look up From her big brass bed. Now I'm running down the road trying to stay up Somewhere in her head. The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up But I'm so down today She's so fine she's in my mind. I hear her callin'. See the lonely boy, out on the weekend Trying to make it pay. Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and Can't begin to say. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
I caught you knockin' at my cellar door
I love you, baby, can I have some more Ooh, ooh, the damage done. I hit the city and I lost my band I watched the needle take another man Gone, gone, the damage done. I sing the song because I love the man I know that some of you don't understand Milk-blood to keep from running out. I've seen the needle and the damage done A little part of it in everyone But every junkie's like a settin' sun. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
I caught you knockin' at my cellar door
I love you, baby, can I have some more Ooh, ooh, the damage done. I hit the city and I lost my band I watched the needle take another man Gone, gone, the damage done. I sing the song because I love the man I know that some of you don't understand Milk-blood to keep from running out. I've seen the needle and the damage done A little part of it in everyone But every junkie's like a settin' sun. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
There's a world you're living in
No one else has your part All God's children in the wind Take it in and blow hard. Look around you - Has it found you walking down the avenue? See what it brings - Could be good things in the air for you We are leaving. We are gone. Come with us to all alone. Never worry. Never moan. We will leave you all alone. In the mountains, in the cities, you can see the dream. Look around you. Has it found you? Is it what it seems? There's a world you're living in No one else has your part All God's children in the wind Take it in and blow hard. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
There's a world you're living in
No one else has your part All God's children in the wind Take it in and blow hard. Look around you - Has it found you walking down the avenue? See what it brings - Could be good things in the air for you We are leaving. We are gone. Come with us to all alone. Never worry. Never moan. We will leave you all alone. In the mountains, in the cities, you can see the dream. Look around you. Has it found you? Is it what it seems? There's a world you're living in No one else has your part All God's children in the wind Take it in and blow hard. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Someone and someone were down by the pond
Looking for something to plant in the lawn. Out in the fields they were turning the soil I'm sitting here hoping this water will boil When I look through the windows and out on the road They're bringing me presents and saying hello. Singing words, words between the lines of age. Words, words between the lines of age. If I was a junkman selling you cars, Washing your windows and shining your stars, Thinking your mind was my own in a dream What would you wonder and how would it seem? Living in castles a bit at a time The King started laughing and talking in rhyme. Singing words, words between the lines of age. Words, words between the lines of age. |
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from Neil Young - Harvest (1972)
Someone and someone were down by the pond
Looking for something to plant in the lawn. Out in the fields they were turning the soil I'm sitting here hoping this water will boil When I look through the windows and out on the road They're bringing me presents and saying hello. Singing words, words between the lines of age. Words, words between the lines of age. If I was a junkman selling you cars, Washing your windows and shining your stars, Thinking your mind was my own in a dream What would you wonder and how would it seem? Living in castles a bit at a time The King started laughing and talking in rhyme. Singing words, words between the lines of age. Words, words between the lines of age. |
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from Neil Young - On The Beach (1974)
Back in the old folky days The air was magic when we played. The riverboat was rockin' in the rain Midnight was the time for the raid. Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela, They tore you down and plowed you under. You're only real with your make-up on How could I see you and stay too long? All along the Navajo Trail, Burn-outs stub their toes on garbage pails. Waitresses are cryin' in the rain Will their boyfriends pass this way again? Oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids Sure ain't happy, neither are the kids. She needs someone that she can scream at And I'm such a heel for makin' her feel so bad. I guess I'll call it sickness gone It's hard to say the meaning of this song. An ambulance can only go so fast It's easy to get buried in the past When you try to make a good thing last. I saw today in the entertainment section There's room at the top for private detection. To Mom and Dad this just doesn't matter, But it's either that or pay off the kidnapper. So all you critics sit alone You're no better than me for what you've shown. With your stomach pump and your hook and ladder dreams We could get together for some scenes. I never knew a man could tell so many lies He had a different story for every set of eyes. How can he remember who he's talkin' to? 'Cause I know it ain't me, and I hope it isn't you. Well, I'm up in T.O. keepin' jive alive, And out on the corner it's half past five. But the subways are empty And so are the cafes. Except for the Farmer's Market And I still can hear him say: You're all just pissin' in the wind You don't know it but you are. And there ain't nothin' like a friend Who can tell you you're just pissin' in the wind. I never knew a man could tell so many lies He had a different story for every set of eyes How can he remember who he's talking to? Cause I know it ain't me, and hope it isn't you. |
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from Neil Young - On The Beach (1974)
All the sailors with their seasick mamas Hear the sirens on the shore, Singin' songs for pimps with tailors Who charge ten dollars at the door. You can really learn a lot that way It will change you in the middle of the day. Though your confidence may be shattered, It doesn't matter. All the great explorers Are now in granite laid, (in Granite Lake?) Under white sheets for the great unveiling At the big parade. You can really learn a lot that way It will change you in the middle of the day. Though your confidence may be shattered, It doesn't matter. All the bushleague batters Are left to die on the diamond. In the stands the home crowd scatters For the turnstiles, For the turnstiles, For the turnstiles. |
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from Neil Young - On The Beach (1974)
Motion pictures on my TV screen, A home away from home, livin' in between But I hear some people have got their dream. I've got mine. I hear the mountains are doin' fine, Mornin' glory is on the vine, And the dew is fallin', the ducks are callin'. Yes, I've got mine. Well, all those people, they think they got it made But I wouldn't buy, sell, borrow or trade Anything I have to be like one of them. I'd rather start all over again. Well, all those headlines, they just bore me now I'm deep inside myself, but I'll get out somehow, And I'll stand before you, and I'll bring a smile to your eyes. Motion pictures, motion pictures. |
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from Neil Young - On The Beach (1974)
The world is turnin', I hope it don't turn away, The world is turnin', I hope it don't turn away. All my pictures are fallin' from the wall where I placed them yesterday. The world is turnin', I hope it don't turn away. I need a crowd of people, but I can't face them day to day, I need a crowd of people, but I can't face them day to day. Though my problems are meaningless, that don't make them go away. I need a crowd of people, but I can't face them day to day. I went to the radio interview, but I ended up alone at the microphone, I went to the radio interview, but I ended up alone at the microphone. Now I'm livin' out here on the beach, but those seagulls are still out of reach. I went to the radio interview, but I ended up alone at the microphone. Get out of town, think I'll get out of town, Get out of town, think I'll get out of town. I head for the sticks with my bus and friends, I follow the road, though I don't know where it ends. Get out of town, get out of town, think I'll get out of town. 'Cause the world is turnin', I don't want to see it turn away. |
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from Neil Young - On The Beach (1974)
Well, we live in a trailer at the edge of town You never see us 'cause we don't come around. We got twenty five rifles just to keep the population down. But we need you now, and that's why I'm hangin' 'round. So you be good to me and I'll be good to you, And in this land of conditions I'm not above suspicion I won't attack you, but I won't back you. Well, it's so good to be here, asleep on your lawn. Remember your guard dog? Well, I'm afraid that he's gone. It was such a drag to hear him whining all night long. Yes, that was me with the doves, setting them free near the factory Where you built your computer, love. I hope you get the connection, 'cause I can't take the rejection I won't deceive you, I just don't believe you. Well, I'm a barrel of laughs, with my carbine on I keep 'em hoppin', till my ammunition's gone. But I'm still not happy, I feel like there's something wrong. I got the revolution blues, I see bloody fountains, And ten million dune buggies comin' down the mountains. Well, I hear that Laurel Canyon is full of famous stars, But I hate them worse than lepers and I'll kill them in their cars. |
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from Neil Young - On The Beach (1974)
I'm a vampire, babe, suckin' blood from the earth I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth. Well, I'm a vampire, babe, sell you twenty barrels worth. I'm a black bat, babe, bangin' on your window pane I'm a black bat, baby, bangin' on your window pane. Well, I'm a black bat, babe, I need my high octane. Good times are comin', I hear it everywhere I go Good times are comin', I hear it everywhere I go. Good times are comin', but they sure comin' slow. I'm a vampire, babe, suckin' blood from the earth I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth. Well, I'm a vampire, babe, sell you twenty barrels worth. Good times are comin'. |
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from Neil Young - On The Beach (1974)
I hear some people been talkin' me down, Bring up my name, pass it 'round. They don't mention happy times They do their thing, I'll do mine. Ooh baby, that's hard to change I can't tell them how to feel. Some get stoned, some get strange, But sooner or later it all gets real. Walk on, walk on, Walk on, walk on. I remember the good old days, Stayed up all night gettin' crazed. Then the money was not so good, But we still did the best we could. Ooh baby, that's hard to change I can't tell them how to feel. Some get stoned, some get strange, But sooner or later it all gets real. Walk on, walk on, Walk on, walk on. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
Well, they say that Santa Fe is less than ninety miles away, And I got time to roll a number and rent a car. Oh, Albuquerque. I've been flyin' down the road, and I've been starvin' to be alone, And independent from the scene that I've known. Albuquerque. So I'll stop when I can, find some fried eggs and country ham. I'll find somewhere where they don't care who I am. Oh, Albuquerque, Albuquerque. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
I'm climbin' this ladder, My head in the clouds I hope that it matters, I'm havin' my doubts. I'm watchin' the skaters Fly by on the lake. Ice frozen six feet deep, How long does it take? I look out on peaceful lands With no war nearby, An ocean of shakin' hands That grab at the sky. I'm singin' this borrowed tune I took from the Rolling Stones, Alone in this empty room Too wasted to write my own. I'm climbin' this ladder, My heads in the clouds I hope that it matters. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Walk on, talk on, baby tell no lies. Don't you be caught with a tear in your eye. Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff When the moon begins to rise. Pretty bad when you're dealin' with the man, And the light shines in your eyes. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Snake eyes, French fries and I got lots of gas. Full moon and a jumpin' tune, now you don't have to ask. Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff When the moon begins to rise. Pretty bad when you're dealin' with the man, And the light shines in your eyes. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Walk on, talk on, baby tell no lies. Don't you be caught with a tear in your eye. Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff When the moon begins to rise. Pretty bad when you're dealin' with the man, And the light shines in your eyes. Pretty bad when you're dealin' with the man, And the light shines in your eyes. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
A hip drag queen and a side-walkin' street wheeler, Comin' down the avenue. They're all your friends, you'll come to love 'em There's a load of 'em waitin' for you. Lookout Joe, you're comin' home. Old times were good times, Old times were good times. Remember Millie from down in Philly? She took my brain and forgot my name. The woman you were with was about the same She took your money and left town. Lookout Joe, you're comin' home. Old times were good times, Old times were good times. Glory Hallelujah! Will I lay my burden down? Singin' on the streets around: Look at that crazy clown. Remember Bill from up on the hill? A Cadillac put a hole in his arm. But old Bill, he's up there still, Havin' a ball rollin' to the bottom. Lookout Joe, you're comin' home. Old times were good times, Old times were good times. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
Baby mellow my mind, Make me feel like a schoolboy on good time, Jugglin' nickels and dimes, Satisfied with the fish on the line. I've been down the road and I've come back Lonesome whistle on the railroad track Ain't got nothing on those feelings that I had. Something so hard to find, A situation that can casualize your mind. I've been down the road and I've come back Lonesome whistle on the railroad track Ain't got nothing on those feelings that I had. Baby mellow my mind, Make me feel like a schoolboy on good time, Jugglin' nickels and dimes, Satisfied with the fish on the line. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
New mama's got a sun in her eyes No clouds are in my changing skies Each morning when I wake up to rise I'm livin' in a dreamland. Changing times, ancient reasons, that turn to lies Throw them all away Head in hand, gift of wonders to understand And open all the way. New mama's got a sun in her eyes No clouds are in my changing skies Each morning when I wake up to rise I'm livin' in a dreamland. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
It's too dark to put the keys in my ignition, And the mornin' sun is yet to climb my hood ornament. But before too long I might see those flashing red lights Look out, mama, 'cause I'm comin' home tonight. Think I'll roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down. I'm not goin' back to Woodstock for a while, Though I long to hear that lonesome hippie smile. I'm a million miles away from that helicopter day No, I don't believe I'll be goin' back that way. Think I'll roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
I went to the movie the other night, The plot was groovy, it was out of sight. I sat with my popcorn, out lookin' for good times Lost in the cartoon, I grabbed the lifeline. I've been a searcher, I've been a fool, But I've been a long time comin' to you. I'm hopin' for your love to carry me through You're holdin' my baby, and I'm holdin' you, And it's all right. Oh, tell me where the answer lies. Is it in the notebook behind your eyes? When your decision comes to view, I'll be watchin' my TV, and it'll be watchin' you. I've been a searcher, I've been a fool, But I've been a long time comin' to you. I'm hopin' for your love to carry me through You're holdin' my baby, and I'm holdin' you, Yes I am. Speakin' out. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
Well he shot four men in a cocaine deal And he left them lyin' in an open field Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors. He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way. But they burned his brother, you know, And they left him lying in the driveway. They let him down with nothin'. He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Well tell me more, tell me more, tell me more I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser? He was a friend of yours. What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors? He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van A sparkle was in his eye But his life was in his hands Well, late at night When the people were gone He used to pick up my guitar And sing a song in a shaky voice That was real as the day was long Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon If you never heard him sing I guess you'll want to soon 'Cause people let me tell you It sent a chill up and down my spine When I pick up the telephone And heard that he'd died Out on the mainline. Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van Well, early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon. Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
Tonight's the night
Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van A sparkle was in his eye But his life was in his hands Well, late at night When the people were gone He used to pick up my guitar And sing a song in a shaky voice That was real as the day was long Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon If you never heard him sing I guess you'll want to soon 'Cause people let me tell you It sent a chill up and down my spine When I pick up the telephone And heard that he'd died Out on the mainline. Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van Well, early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon. Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night |
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from Neil Young - Tonight's The Night (1975)
You know I lose, you know I win You know I call for the shape I'm in. It's just a game you see me play, Only real in the way That I feel from day to day. Although the answer is not unknown, I'm searchin', searchin', and how I've grown. It's not all right to say goodbye, And the world on a string Doesn't mean a thing. No, the world on a string Doesn't mean a thing. It's only real in the way That I feel from day to day. No, the world on a string Doesn't mean a thing. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
There's a bar hall queen down in Charlotte town. I'd sure like to see her when the sun goes down. I swear her hair is midnight black. And I can't wait till I get back. Carolina queen, She's a walking love machine. I'd like to make her scream, When I bite the bullet. Bite the bullet. Born and raised at the top of the South. You know she knows what it's all about. Good old boys are coming from miles around. Wanna watch that bullet lay 'em down. Carolina queen, She's a walking love machine. I'd like to make her scream, When I bite the bullet. Bite the bullet. There's a bar hall queen down in Charlotte town. I'd sure like to see her when the sun goes down. Good old boys are coming from miles around. Wanna watch that bullet lay 'em down. Carolina queen, She's a walking love machine. I'd like to make her scream, When I bite the bullet. Bite the bullet. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
Hey babe, say you're mine, all mine. I need it oh so bad. Hey babe, hey babe. I know that all things pass. Let's try to make this last. Oh, can you see my love shining for you? Oh, can you see my love shining for you? Hey babe, can I count on you To see me through? Hey babe, hey babe. All I need is your love And the stars above. Oh, can you see my love shining for you? Oh, can you see my love shining for you? Hey babe, say you're mine, all mine. I need you oh so bad. Hey babe, hey babe. I know that all things pass. Let's try to make this last. Oh, can you see my love shining for you? Oh, can you see my love shining for you? Hey babe, I know that all things pass. Let's try to make this last. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
Hello, my old friend. It's good to see you smiling. You've been around so long, you must be strong. And single life really has its fine points, Like friends to help you out when things go wrong. Hold back the tears That you've been cryin'. Push off the fears When they come around. Hold back the tears, And keep on trying. Just around the next corner May be waiting your true love. Two lying fools, And then four cryin' eyes, Counting on one another to survive. Crazy love must surely have this pain, If getting up means going down again. Hold back the tears That you've been cryin'. Push off the fears When they come around. Hold back the tears, And keep on trying. Just around the next corner May be waiting your true love. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
Homegrown's all right with me. Homegrown is the way it should be. Homegrown is a good thing. Plant that bell and let it ring. The sun comes up in the morning, Shines that light around. One day, without no warning, Things start jumping up from the ground. Well, homegrown's all right with me. Homegrown is the way it should be. Homegrown is a good thing. Plant that bell and let it ring. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar, Dancing on the light from star to star. Far across the moonbeam I know that's who you are, I saw your brown eyes turning once to fire. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream, You could have been anyone to me. Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. You are just a dreamer, and I am just a dream. You could have been anyone to me. Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip. You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye. And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays. I want to love you but I'm getting blown away. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
The daughter
of the wealthy banker. Since she came to town all my friends are gone, And I'm stuck out here with melody. Saddle up the palomino, the sun is going down. The way I feel, this must be real. If you can't cut it, don't pick up the knife. There's no reward in your conscience stored When you're sleepin' with another man's wife. Saddle up the palomino, the sun is going down. The way I feel, this must be real. I wanna lick the platter, the gravy doesn't matter. It's a cold bowl of chili when love lets you down, But it's the neighbor's wife I'm after. Saddle up the palomino, the sun is going down. The way I feel, this must be real. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
Ain't it hard when you wake up in the morning And you find out that those other days are gone? All you have is memories of happiness Lingerin' on. You might wonder who can I turn to On this cold and chilly night of gloom The answer to that question Is nowhere in this room. All your dreams and your lovers won't protect you, They're only passing through you in the end. They'll leave you stripped of all that they can get to, And wait for you to come back again. You might wonder who I can turn to On this cold and chilly night of gloom The answer to that question Is nowhere in this room. Yet still a light is shining From that lamp on down the hall. Maybe the star of Bethlehem Wasn't a star at all. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
They were playing that old country waltz In this empty bar echoin' off the wall. When I first got the bad news that you set me free, The band played the old country waltz to me. Well, I loved, and I lost, and I cried The day that the two of us died. Ain't got no excuses, I just want to ride While the band plays the old country waltz. Out the window the moon shines On the roofs of the cars While I knock down tequila and salt And the band plays the old country waltz. And we're playin' it, that old country waltz In this empty bar echoin' off the wall. Ain't got no excuses, we just want to play That good old country waltz. I ain't got no excuses, I just want to play That good old country waltz. That good old country waltz. |
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from Neil Young - American Stars 'N Bars (1977)
It has often been my dream To live with one who wasn't there Like an ocean fish who swam upstream Through nets, by hooks, and hungry bears. When the water grew less deep My fins were aching from the strain I'm swimming in my sleep I know I can't go back again. Got the will to love, the will to love. I'll never lose it, never lose the will to love, Never lose the will. It's like something from up above. I can be like a fire in the night Always warm and giving off light But there comes a time when I shine too bright Oh, I'm just a fire in the night. And now my fins are in the air And my belly's scraping on the rocks I still think someone really cares And I'll keep swimming till I stop. Got the will to love, the will to love. I'll never lose it, never lose the will to love, Never lose the will. It's like something from up above. I'm like a singer on the stage With the golden lights and liquid rage Down from the mountains to the sea Cool running love keeps cleansing me. It keeps my gills from getting dry But it distorts things in my eyes Sometimes I see what really isn't there Like my true lover, and I care. Got the will to love, the will to love. I'll never lose it, never lose the will to love, Never lose the will. It's like something from up above. Sometimes I ramble on and on And I repeat myself till all my friends are gone And get lost in snow and drown in rain And never feel the same again. I remember the ocean from where I came Just one of millions all the same But somewhere someone calls my name I'm a harpoon dodger, and I can't, won't be tamed. Got the will to love, the will to love. I'll never lose it, never lose the will to love, Never lose the will. It's like something from up above. Baby, if I see boredom in your eyes I'll know my river has run dry But I won't turn back with that lonely tide I bought that ticket and I'll take that ride. If we meet along the way Please sway beside me, let us sway together Our tails together and our fins and mind We'll leave this water and let our scales shine In the sun above and the sky below So all the water and earth will know It has often been my dream To live with one who wasn't there. |
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from Neil Young With Crazy Horse - Rust Never Sleeps (1979)
My my, hey hey
Rock and roll is here to stay It's better to burn out than to fade away My my, hey hey Out of the blue and into the black They give you this, but you pay for that And once you're gone you can never come back When you're out of the blue and into the black The king is gone but he's not forgotten This is the story of a Johnny Rotten It's better to burn out than it is to rust The king is gone but he's not forgotten Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die There's more to the picture than meets the eye Hey hey, my my |
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from Neil Young With Crazy Horse - Rust Never Sleeps (1979)
Aurora Borealis
The icy sky at night Paddles cut the water in a ling and hurried flight From the white man to the fields of green and the homeland w've never seen They killed us in our teepees And they cut our women down They might have left some babies Crying on the ground But the firesticks and the wagons come And the night falls on the setting sun They massacred the buffalo Kitty-corner from the bank Tacis run across my feet And my eyes have turned to blanks In mt little box at the top of the stairs With my Indian rug and a pipe to share I wish I was a trapper Iwould give a thousand pelts To sleep with Pocahontas And foind out how she felt In the homeland we've never seen And maybe Marlon Brando Will be there by the fire We'll sit and talk about Hollywood And the good things there for hire And the Astrodome and the first teepee Marlorn brando, Pocahontas and me Marlon Branddo, Pocahontas and me |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
Are there any more real cowboys
Left out in these hills? Will the fire hit the iron One more time? And will one more dusty pick-up Coming rolling down the road With a load of feed before the sun gets high? Well, I hope that working cowboy never dies. Not the one that's snortin' cocaine When the honky-tonk's all closed But the one that prays for more rain Heaven knows That the good feed brings the money And the money buys the clothes Not the diamond sequins shining on TV But the kind the working cowboy really needs. Are there any more country families Still working hand in hand Trying hard to stay together And make a stand? While the rows and rows of houses Come creepin' up on the land Where the cattle graze and an old grey barn still stands Are there any more real cowboys in this land? Are there any more real cowboys in this land? |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
Out on the trans-Canada highway
There was a girl hitchhiking with her dog Fireflies buzzin' round her head Like candles in the fog. He was three miles down the road Tryin' to stay up, but he knew that he couldn't She was looking for a ride through the night But out there, who wouldn't. They were bound for glory Bound for living on the edge They were bound for each other Like two comets heading for a bed. She had a new way of living New way of looking at life He had an '84 International and two kids He left back home with his wife. He was tired of writin' letters to himself And living in the dark She was open to suggestions And some say she had a broken heart. He had everything he wanted 'Til it all turned out to be a job One fallen asleep trucker And a girl hitchhiking with her dog. They were bound for glory Bound for living on the edge They were bound for each other Like two comets heading for a bed. She had a new way of living New way of looking at life He had an '84 International and two kids He left back home with his wife. Out on the trans-Canada highway The sun came climbing up the cab By the time it hit the window they were wakin' up From what little sleep they had. When that heat hit the blankets They were looking for love at second sight Just starin' in each others' eyes Findin' it in the mornin' light. They were bound for glory Bound for living on the edge They were bound for each other Like two blankets layin' on a bed. She had a new way of living New way of looking at life He had an '84 International and two kids He left back home with his wife. |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
I remember long ago
How I wondered where I'd go While the blizzards, cold wind and snow Pounded outside my window. California sunset Going down in the West All the colors in the sky Kiss another day goodbye. Land of beauty, space and light Land of promise, land of might You're my home now and it's true California, here's to you. California sunset Going down in the West All the colors in the sky Kiss another day goodbye. California sunset Going down in the West All the colors in the sky Kiss another day goodbye. The golden state! |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
When I was a younger man
Got lucky with a rock 'n' roll band Struck gold in Hollywood All that time I knew I would Get back to the country Back where it all began Get back to the country Back in the barn again. Now when we hit the road Big buses and trucks unload After the curtain falls Load up and then we all Get back to the country Back where it all began Get back to the country Back on the road again. When I was a younger man Got lucky with a rock 'n' roll band Struck gold in Hollywood All that time I knew I would Get back to the country Back where it all began Get back to the country Back in the barn again. |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
Up in that new space station
Living Kennedy's dream There was an automatic camera Shooting elephantine. Well the crew was relaxing Before the video screen Watching old re-runs Of Mohammed Ali. The voice of Houston callin' Brought them back to the scene Except the sky is fallin' Do you know what that means? Out on that Texas sidewalk Through the hotel mezzanine There walked a see-thru' hooker To a suite with two TVs. But by the elevator She began to sneeze With an attack so uncontrolled It brought her to her knees. And then the hotel doctor With nurse and stethoscope Announced the worst is over But for her there is no hope. Way down in South Dakota On the Needles Highway There's a lone red rider On the road today. And though his war is over He's fightin' on anyway Although he's seldom sober He's drinking whisky all day. Down in that old box canyon Where only misfits can go He rides with no companion But saloon and rodeo. Up in that new space station Living Kennedy's dream There's an automatic camera Shooting elephantine. Well the crew is relaxing Before the video screen Watching old re-runs Of Mohammed Ali. The voice of Houston callin' Brought them back to the scene Except the sky is fallin' Do you know what that means? |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
Why are you growin' up so fast
My boy? Oh, you'd better take your time. Why are you growin' up so fast My son? Almost time to live your dream My boy. Oh, you'd better take your time. Almost time to make some plans My son. Vacation gone, school is out, Summer ends year in year out. Oh, you'd better take your time My boy. I thought we had just begun. Why are you growin' up so fast My son? Vacation gone, school is out, Summer ends year in year out. Why are you growin' up so fast My boy? Why are you growin' up so fast My son? |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
Old ways, it sure is hard to change 'em
Come what may It's hard to teach a dinosaur a new trick Lately I've been finding out I'm set in my ways Old ways, can be your ball and chain. Oh, I'm gonna stop that grass And give up all this drinking Really gonna make my life last Clean up my whole way of living Up until the party last night I was a different man But old ways got their way again. The economy was getting so bad I had to lay myself off Well, working was a habit I had So I kept showin' up anyway Then one day things turned around I got my back pay Old ways comin' through again. I got old ways. |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
Once an angel
Always an angel You're as close to heaven As I'll ever be It's been six years now Since my ring slipped on your finger And those years have made A better man out of me. Once an angel Always an angel You're as close to heaven As I'll ever be. There've been times when I've treated you so badly I've done things I know You'll never understand. But you take me back Turn your eyes towards the window Where you hide the tears You don't want me to see. Once an angel Always an angel You're as close to heaven As I'll ever be. Once an angel Always an angel You're as close to heaven As I'll ever be. You're as close to heaven As I'll ever be. |
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from Neil Young - Old Ways (1985)
In the lonely shack by the railroad track
I spent my younger days And I guess the sound of the outward bound Made me a slave to my wanderin' ways. And the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wander And I was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind. Oh, I met him down in the border town He vowed we'd never part Though he tried his best to settle down Now I'm all alone with a broken heart. And the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wander And I was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind. And the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wander And I was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind. The next of kin to the wayward wind. |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
What can I do, what can I say
Running down this suspicious highway I can't forget how love let me down And when we meet it still gets in my way. But we're already one Already one Now only time can come between us 'Cause we're already one Our little son won't let us forget. Your laughing eyes, your crazy smile Every time I look in his face I can't believe how love lasts a while And looks like "forever" in the first place. But we're already one Already one Now only time can come between us 'Cause we're already one Our little son won't let us forget. In my new life I'm travelin' light Eyes wide open for the next move I can't go wrong 'til I get right But I'm not fallin' back in the same groove. But we're already one Already one Now only time can come between us 'Cause we're already one Our little son won't let us forget. |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
Comes a time when you're driftin'
Comes a time when you settle down Comes a light feelin's liftin' Lift that baby right up off the ground. Oh, this old world keeps spinning round It's a wonder tall trees ain't layin' down There comes a time. You and I we were captured We took our souls and we flew away We were right we were giving That's how we kept what we gave away. Oh, this old world keeps spinning round It's a wonder tall trees ain't layin' down There comes a time. |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
I've been wrong before
And I'll be there again I don't have any answers my friend Just this pile of old questions My memory left me here In the field of opportunity It's plowin' time again. I'm going' back to my house But I'm not goin' now It's too early to be leaving here, somehow Let me bore you with this story "How my lover let me down" While I borrow seeds of sadness From the ground. In the field of opportunity It's plowin' time again. There ain't no way of telling Where these seeds will rise or when I'll just wait around 'til springtime And then, I'll find a friend In the field of opportunity It's plowin' time again. When I'm all done cultivatin' I'll be rockin' on the porch Tryin' to picture you and where you are And there'll be no hesitatin' When Cupid lights the torch With those headlights comin' down the hill Between the stars. In the field of opportunity It's plowin' time again. There ain't no way of telling Where these seeds will rise or when I'll just wait around 'til springtime And then, I'll find a friend In the field of opportunity It's plowin' time again. |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
Think I'll go out to Alberta
Weather's good there in the fall I got some friends that I could go working for Still I wish you'd change your mind If I asked you one more time But we've been through this a hundred times or more Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All those things that don't change Come what may If the good times are all gone Then I'm bound for moving 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 looking good You could meet me If I send you down the fare But by then it would be winter Not too much for you to do And those winds sure can grow cold way out there Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All those things that don't change Come what may The good times are all gone So I'm bound for moving on I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way Still I wish you'd change your mind If I asked you one more time But we've been through that a hundred times or more Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All those things that don't change Come what may If the good times are all gone Then I'm bound for moving on I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
In a foreign land
There were creature at play Running hand in hand Leaving nowhere to stay Driven to the mountains high They were sunken in the cities deep Livin' in my sleep. I feel like goin' back Back where there's nowhere to stay When fire fills the sky I'll still remember that day Those rocks I'm climbin' down Have already left the ground Careening through space I used to build these buildings I used to walk next to you Their shadows tore us apart And now we do what we do Driven to the mountains high Sunken in our cities deep Livin' in our sleep I feel like goin' back Back where there's nowhere to stay I feel like goin' back Back where there's nowhere to stay I feel like goin' back Back where there's nowhere to stay I feel like goin' back Back where there's nowhere to stay |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
I come down from the misty mountain
I got lost on the human highway Take my head refreshing fountain Take my eyes from what they've seen. Take my head and change my mind How could people get so unkind. I come down from the crooked mansion I went lookin' for the D.J.'s daughter Since that day I heard it mentioned That my name is on the line. Now, my name is on the line How could people get so unkind. Now, my name is on the line How could people get so unkind. I come down from the misty mountain I got lost on the human highway Take my head refreshing fountain Take my eyes from what they've seen. Take my head and change my mind How could people get so unkind. |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
There's a lot to learn
For wastin' time There's a heart that burns There's an open mind. Look out for my love, look out for my love Look out for my love, look out for my love You own it You own it now You own it. There's a weight on you But you can't feel it Livin' like I do It's hard for you to see it. Was I hurt too bad Can I show you daylight How could I be sad When I know that you might. Look out for my love, look out for my love Look out for my love, look out for my love. Look out for my love It's in your neighborhood I know things are gonna change But I can't say bad or good. Silver wings of mornin' Shinin' in the gray day While the ice is formin' On a lonely runway. Hydraulic wipers pumpin' 'Til the window glistens Somethin' sayin' somethin' No one seems to listen. Men with walkie-talkies Men with flashlights wavin' Up upon the tower Time reads daylight savings. I'm home again to you babe You know it makes me wonder Sittin' in the quiet slipstream In the thunder. Look out for my love, look out for my love Look out for my love, look out for my love. |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
It's gonna take a lotta love
To change the way things are. It's gonna take a lotta love Or we won't get too far. So if you look in my direction And we don't see eye to eye, My heart needs protection And so do I. It's gonna take a lotta love To get us thru the night. It's gonna take a lotta love To make things work out right. So if you are out there waitin' I hope you show up soon, 'Cause my heart needs relatin' Not solitude. Gotta lotta love Gotta lotta love. It's gonna take a lotta love To change the way things are. It's gonna take a lotta love Or we won't get too far. It's gonna take a lotta love To change the way things are. It's gonna take a lotta love Or we won't get too far |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down Motorcycle Mama Won't you lay your big spike down I always get in trouble when you bring it round Motorcycle Mama Won't you lay it down. I'm runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' Down the proud highway Yeah, I'm runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' Down the proud highway And as long as I keep movin' I won't need a place to stay. Motorcycle Mama Won't you lay your big spike down Motorcycle Mama Won't you lay your big spike down I always get in trouble when you bring that round Motorcycle Mama Won't you lay it down. Well I'm here to deliver I hope you can read my mail I just escaped last night From the memory county jail I see your box is open And you flag is up My message is ready If there's time enough. Motorcycle Mama Won't you lay your big spike down Motorcycle Mama Won't you lay your big spike down I always get in trouble when you bring it round Motorcycle Mama Won't you lay it down. |
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from Neil Young - Comes A Time (1987)
You know it takes a long, long time
You know it takes a long, long time You love her so and still you know That you will never want to let her go Unless you leave her first Then you come out on top But, still there's just one thing You haven't got. Peace of mind Like when you treated her kind It's hard to face that open space. You know it takes a long, long time You know it takes a long, long time When first you gave and shared your soul Showed her all those things that take their toll She knows your weak spot But, she still gets you hot So you do it again Reveal what lies within. And go for peace of mind Like when you treated her kind It's hard to face that open space. You're lookin' for peace of mind Anywhere you can find Still searchin' for peace of mind. You know it takes a long, long time You know it takes a long, long time. |
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from Neil Young - Neil Young (1987)
Now that the holidays have come
They can relax and watch the sun Rise above all of the beautiful things They've done. Go to the country take the dog Look at the sky without the smog See the world laugh at the farmers feeding hogs Eat hot dogs. What a pity That the people from the city Can't relate to the slower things That the country brings. Time itself is bought and sold. The spreading fear of growing old Contains a thousand foolish games That we play. While people planning trips to stars Allow another boulevard to claim A quiet country lane It's insane. So the subtle face is a loser This time around. Here we are in the years Where the showman shifts the gears Lives become careers Children cry in fear Let us out of here! |