Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 18/02/18 – Earth

SLSOh,  I do so enjoy this challenge from Helen, which, for this week, gives us the subject of EARTH.

Now, I’m sure you will all agree that our Earth is extremely precious, and we seem to be doing our collective best to destroy all that is good around us.

One singer who was very aware, and protective of, our Earth, was John Denver. A great many of his songs told of Earth issues that he loved, and he gathered many of these together, in 1990, in an album called “Earth Songs.”

I have not chosen any of these, however.  I have, instead, chosen an extremely rare song. I believe it was only performed once, in Windstar Symposium in 1995 and never got published.

He had been playing around with the first two lines for over 5 years, and had only completed the song just before the performance.  It’s so new that you can see that he has to search for the words at about the 4.50 point on the recording. (which, amusingly is “help me find the way.”)

I do hope that you enjoy it, and I do hope that we learn to heed the message before it’s too late!

Healing time on Earth (John Denver)

Let the mountains talk, let the river run
There is wisdom here, there is much to learn
There is much to know, much to understand
In this healing time all across the land

You have heard my songs, oh so many years
You have laughed with me, washed away my tears
You have shared my joy, you have felt my pain
In this healing time, walk with me again

Through these darker days on this narrow line
Help me find my way, help me see the signs
I am not afraid, I am not alone
You have taught me well, you have brought me home

Let the mountain speak, let the rivers run
As the world awakes to the rising sun
In each brand new day, in our own rebirth
In this healing time on our Mother Earth

Let the mountains talk, let the rivers run
There is wisdom here, there’s so much to learn
In each brand new day, in our own rebirth
In this healing time for our Mother Earth
In each brand new day, in our own rebirth
In this healing time, here on Mother Earth

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Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 11/02/18

SLSHelen’s theme this week is phone calls/calling.
I never need any excuse to head towards the song I’m offering this week, even though the link is a little tenuous, and the fact that I’ve already used this on my blog, albeit not for SLS.  It does, however, mention a “phone to ring”, and that is close enough for me!
So, here is one my all time favourites with a plethora of lovely, talented musicians, End of the Line by the  Traveling Wilburys.   I always feel sorry for Jim Keltner, because he rarely gets a mention and he was once described as “The leading session drummer in America.” So, let’s hear it for Jim!

 

 

Well it’s all right, riding around in the breeze
Well it’s all right, if you live the life you please
Well it’s all right, doing the best you can
Well it’s all right, as long as you lend a hand
You can sit around and wait for the phone to ring (end of the line)
Waiting for someone to tell you everything (end of the line)
Sit around and wonder what tomorrow will bring (end of the line)
Maybe a diamond ring
Well it’s all right, even if they say you’re wrong
Well it’s all right, sometimes you gotta be strong
Well it’s all right, as long as you got somewhere to lay
Well it’s all right, everyday is judgment day
Maybe somewhere down the road aways (end of the line)
You’ll think of me, wonder where I am these days (end of the line)
Maybe somewhere down the road when somebody plays (end of the line)
Purple haze
Well it’s all right, even when push comes to shove
Well it’s all right, if you got someone to love
Well it’s all right, everything’ll work out fine
Well it’s all right, we’re going to the end of the line
Don’t have to be ashamed of the car I drive (end of the line)
I’m just glad to be here, happy to be alive (end of the line)
It don’t matter if you’re by my side (end of the line)
I’m satisfied
Well it’s all right, even if you’re old and grey
Well it’s all right, you still got something to say
Well it’s all right, remember to live and let live
Well it’s all right, the best you can do is forgive
Well it’s all right, riding around in the breeze
Well it’s all right, if you live the life you please
Well it’s all right, even if the sun don’t shine
Well it’s all right, we’re going to the end of the line
Songwriters: Robert Dylan / George Harrison / Jeffrey Lynne / Roy Kelton Orbison / Thomas Earl Petty
End of the Line lyrics © The Bicycle Music Company

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 04/02/18

SLSHelen’s theme this week is “truth”.

I’ll just have a rummage in my bag of tunes to see what I can find. Hang on a bit! – just down in the bottom corner I can feel a very angry young man wriggling about and having a real rant about this, that, and the other.

He started to write this song in 1969, but it was not released until 1971 on his album, “Imagine”. It is, of course, written, and sung, by John Lennon, and is titled “Gimme Some Truth.” You can’t miss the unique sound of George Harrison on lead guitar and, to my ear, he seems to have “borrowed” some of the tune from other songs he performed, or, perhaps, he reused some of this tune in later works!

This song expresses frustration with deceptive politicians, with hypocrisy, and with chauvinism. That sentence is courtesy of Wikipedia, and it is worth following the link to read more on it to look at the background. The article explains some of the references in the song lyrics, and this may be particularly handy for those not around at the time the song was written.

Sad to say that not much has changed and it will be obvious why I have chosen this particular version.

The words, and song and artist facts can be found here, and are also shown below.

I’m sick and tired of hearing things from
Uptight short sided narrow minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
I’ve had enough of reading things
By neurotic psychotic pigheaded politicians
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied
Son of tricky dicky’s
Gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocket full of hopes
Money for dope, money for rope

No short-haired, yellow-bellied,
Son of tricky dicky’s
Gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocket full of hopes
Money for dope, money for rope

I’m sick to death of seeing things from
Tight-lipped condescending mama’s little chauvinists
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
I’ve had enough of watching scenes from
Schizophrenic egocentric paranoiac primadonnas
All I want is the truth just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied,
Son of tricky dicky’s
Gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocket full of hopes
It’s money for dope, money for rope

I’m sick to death of hearing things from
Uptight short sided narrow minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
I’ve had enough of reading things
By neurotic psychotic pigheaded politicians
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth

Writer/s: JOHN WINSTON LENNON
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 28/01/18

SLSHelen’s theme this week is one that immediately set my music brain to The Sound of Music, but we are not going there! Oh no!

The theme is goodbye/farewell, and I can think of no better example to share with you than the absolutely divine, stupendous, moving music that is obviously enjoyed by not only the audience and the singers, but also by the whole orchestra. Played, and sung with the utmost feeling, it is “TIME TO SAY GOODBYE”

This piece of Operatic Pop has been hugely successful in many countries, used for sporting events, film scores, and, of course at concerts. It has been covered by numerous artists, and translated into many languages.

To appreciate this to its fullest extent you really need to sit down, get rid of all distractions, watch on a larger screen, and turn the sound UP.

Lyrics

Quando sono solo
Sogno all’orizzonte
E mancan le parole
Sì lo so che non c’è luce
In una stanza quando manca il sole
Se non ci sei tu con me, con me
Su le finestre
Mostra a tutti il mio cuore
Che hai acceso
Chiudi dentro me
La luce che
Hai incontrato per strada

 

Time to say goodbye
Paesi che non ho mai
Veduto e vissuto con te
Adesso si li vivrò
Con te partirò
Su navi per mari
Che, io lo so
No, no, non esistono più
It’s time to say goodbye

 

Quando sei lontana
Sogno all’orizzonte
E mancan le parole
E io sì, lo so
Che sei con me, con me
Tu mia luna, tu sei qui con me
Mio sole, tu sei qui con me
Con me, con me, con me

 

Time to say goodbye
Paesi che non ho mai
Veduto e vissuto con te
Adesso sì li vivrò
Con te partirò
Su navi per mari
Che io lo so
No, no, non esistono più
Con te io li rivivrò
Con te partirò
Su navi per mari
Che, io lo so
No, no, non esistono più
Con te io li rivivrò
Con te partirò
Io con te

 

Songwriters: Francesco Sartori / Frank Peterson / Lucio Quarantotto

Time to Say Goodbye lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Global Talent Publishing

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 21/01/18 – Comfort

SLSHelen’s theme this week had my mind rushing off, at breakneck speed, to a namesake of mine, Iain Matthews, who, after singing with Fairport Convention, formed his own group, in 1969, called Matthews’ Southern Comfort.

Matthews’ Southern Comfort had only one commercial success, a cover version of Woodstock, and that is available to hear below. The lyrics can be found at the bottom of the post.

I’ve included a second recording of Iain Matthews singing with Sandy Denny. Viewing may be restricted in some areas, but it is really worth trying to find another source if that is at the case. It really shows off his great singing voice.

Iain Matthews may be someone you have never heard of, but his career has been a successful one, and continues to this day.

 

Woodstock

Matthews’ Southern Comfort

I came upon a child of God 
He was walking along the road 
When I asked him where are you going 
This he told me. 

I’m going down to Yasgurs farm 
Think I’ll join a rock and roll band 
I’ll camp out on the land 
I’ll try and set my soul free. 

We are stardust, we are golden 
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden. 
Then can I walk beside you 
I have come here to lose the smog 

And I feel just like a cog in something turning. 
Well maybe its the time of year 
Or maybe its the time of man 
And I don’t know who I am 

But lifes for learning. 
We are stardust, we are golden 
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden. 
By the time I got to Woodstock 

They were half a million strong 
Everywhere there were songs and celebration 
And I dreamed I saw the bombers 
Riding shotgun in the sky 

Turning into butterflies 
Above our nation. 
We are stardust, we are golden 
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden. 

We are stardust, we are golden 
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden. 
We are stardust, we are golden 
And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden.

Songwriter: Joni Mitchell

Woodstock lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Crazy Crow Music / Siquomb Music Publishing

PHEW – I MADE IT!

I once set about reading The Bible all the way through.  I made it! (although a lot of it was skipped through very swiftly, because some parts are boring {quite a lot}) I don’t take the Bible as gospel (see what I did there!), but it is a tremendous work by many people over many, many years.

One of the bits that many people could recount, although not verbatim, is the bit about reaching the age of 70, and guess what, I made it!

Psalm 90:10 King James Version

The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

That inspired the following little offering of ageist poetry:

Well, I’m buggered

Whoever thought? Three score years and ten,

and maybe, then, another ten;

but no excitement for the morrow

for it’s bound to end in sorrow,

and even if you reach that stage

you’ll surely creak, and feel your age;

but don’t get too complacent mate,

your number’s up, it’s just too late.

So, make the most of every day

before you have to fly away!

 

I fully intend to make the most of every day, with a little help from my friends.

For those who don’t know the real lyrics here they are

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 14/01/18 – Natural Disasters

SLSI know it’s way past Sunday, and I know this is really not a Natural Disaster as specified in Helen’s challenge , but it is worth a listen.

This song was inspired by the 1966 Aberfan mining disaster in Wales. According to Robin, there actually had also been a mining disaster in New York in 1939, but not in 1941.

The song was written in 1967 and was the Bee Gees first recording after they had travelled from Australia to England.

I’ve given 2 versions for you to compare. I much prefer the earlier and original version. See what you think!

 

The New York Mining Disaster 1941

In the event of something happening to me,
There is something I would like you all to see.
It’s just a photograph of someone that I knew.

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
Do you know what it’s like on the outside?
Don’t go talking too loud, you’ll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.

I keep straining my ears to hear a sound.
Maybe someone is digging underground,
Or have they given up and all gone home to bed,
Thinking those who once existed must be dead.

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
Do you know what it’s like on the outside?
Don’t go talking too loud, you’ll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.

In the event of something happening to me,
There is something I would like you all to see.
It’s just a photograph of someone that I knew.

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
Do you know what it’s like on the outside?
Don’t go talking too loud, you’ll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.

Written by Barry Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 7/1/18 – Madness

SLSIt would be madness, when looking at Helen’s theme this week, not to immediately think of the group by that name. So many great releases to listen to!

However, that would be too easy, so I let my mind wander to times past, to long dead masters of their craft, to a group you may not know…………. to Thin Lizzy.

Thin Lizzy was named after a comic book character in The Dandy, “Tin Lizzy”. The h was added because the founder of the group was, from the age of 8, brought up by his grandparents in Dublin, Ireland, and Thin is, in Dublin speak, pronounced Tin.

The founder I refer to is Phil Lynott, a consummate bass player, lyricist, singer, and poet, whose career was sadly short.  He died at the age of 36, having gone the way of so many hard rock musicians, succumbing to alcohol and drug abuse.

This track is off their first album and was recorded in 1971. It is not their best by any means, but it does show Phil’s unique bass playing style. Later on the group moved to a 2 lead guitar format.

I hope you enjoy it!

Old Moon Madness

Thin Lizzy
Late, sometime before midnight
He comes creeping up
And before you get him sussed
He’s gone before dusk
And when you arise
Red ruby rings circle your eyes
If it’s later than you realized
Check with the stars and the skies
Old moon madness has struck again
A howl in the dark light
A flash of teeth bright white
A scream and a bite
Old moon madness has struck again tonight
But there’s no need to worry
For the crimes that you’ve done
Worse has been committed
With no moon madness to blame it on
Old moon madness has struck again
In fact you could say you’re lucky
You and me
Mother Earth has only one moon
And not three
Songwriters: Philip Parris Lynott
Old Moon Madness lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 31/12/17 – Sugar/Candy

SLSSugar/Candy is Helen’s theme for this week.

Very appropriate for this time of year. I’m sure many of us will have overindulged on such delicacies.

One delicacy, from my early twenties, was Lyndsey de Paul. A singer, and very successful songwriter, of my own age. It was easy to fall in love with such a sweet creature. I think she and I would have been perfect together but, alas, we never met. She remained unmarried, despite being romantically involved with Dudley Moore, Chas Chandler, Roy Wood, Ringo Starr, James Coburn, Bill Kenwright, Dodi Fayed, Sean Connery, George Best, Bernie Taupin, and David Frost. She was very independent and had a keen sense of humour, being friends with Spike Milligan, Michael Bentine, and Michael Palin.

You may well have never heard of this lady. She did, however, write many chart topping songs for herself, and for others, having started out designing album covers.  Her first chart success was with the song I’ve chosen here. This version is a live rendition on Top of the Pops in 1975, at a time when most artists mimed to their records.

Sugar Me – Released in 1972

One for you and one for me
But one and one and one
Pardon me – comes to three
Looking sweet and all the while
Hid behind the smile was saccharine
I’m a go between

Save me, save me
Baby, baby sugar me
Gotta get my candy free
Sugar me by day
Sugar me my baby, baby sugar me
Gotta get my candy free
Sugar me by day, sugar me by night
Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar

Count me in from one to two
But nothing more or less will do
Just me and you
Honey sweet and harmony
Will melt away the bitter memory
It’s gotta be

Save me, save me
Baby, baby sugar me
I gotta get my candy free
Sugar me by day
Sugar me my baby, baby sugar me
I gotta get my candy free
Sugar me by day, sugar me my night
Sugar sugar sugar sugar

Save me, save me
Baby, baby sugar me…

Songwriters: Barry Green / Lynsey De Paul

Sugar Me lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC