Linda Ronstadt
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Fragments:
Golden Song
Merry-Go-Round
Love is a Child By the Fruits of Their Labor Hobo Star and a Stone Let's Get Together Up to My Neck in High Muddy Water Aren't You the One? Wings Some of Shelly's Blues Stoney End
Fragments: Golden Song/ Merry-Go-Round/ Love is a Child Golden Song written by Steve Gillette Merry-Go Round written by Tom Campbell Love is a Child written by Steve Gillette When the sun is going down I see golden all around Golden windows, golden skies Golden in my true love's eyes Red and yellow, green and brown The colors of the horses on the merry-go-round Silver dreams can be found To pass rings on the merry-go-round The face of death is pale and worn The heart of death is cold You need me with these things to think upon As I'm growing only old Love is a child born to you With a hunger warm and fine Tiny little hands, tender little mouth Love is not a child of mine |
By the Fruits of their Labor written by Robert Kimmel and Ken Edwards Take the time to look around you Look what's growing from the seed you sow Take a look around you By the fruits of their labor shall you know them How much time do you waste talking On and on about the good things you like to do When all the good's in doing By the fruits of their labor shall you know them Without labor the grapes would never ripen on the vine And never be pressed into wine Make sure your harvest is taken safely inside Don't let it wither and die In the dark abyss of ignorance It's impossible to make things grow In the light of truth it's easy By the fruits of their labor shall you know them By the fruits of their labor shall you know them |
Hobo written by Tim Buckley I lit my purest candle close to my window Hoping it would catch the eye Of any vagabond that passed it by And I waited in my lonely house Before he came I felt him drawing near And as he neared I felt the ancient fear That he had come to my door and jeer And I waited in my fleeting house Tell me stories, I called to the hobo Stories of old, I smiled to the hobo Storie of cold, I wept to the hobo As he stood before my fleeting house No, said the hobo, no more tales of time Don't ask me now to wash away the grime I can't come in for it's too high a climb And he walked away from my lonely house Then you be damned I screamed to the hobo Turn into stone I cried to the hobo Leave me alone I knelt to the hobo And he walked away from my fleeting house I lit my purest candle close to my window Hoping it would catch the eye Of any vagabond who passed it by And I waited in my fleeting house |
Star and a Stone written by Robert Kimmel and Ken Edwards Lost somewhere alone Late coming home No one to guide me All I had to call my own Are a star and a stone They keep telling me my eyes don't see That they are blinded Come and be just like me Say the star and a stone Something keeps whispering Nothing can stop you nothing can hold you down And something keeps pushing me Nothing can stop you nothing can hold you now As I had my take my first step home My way is shown by a star and a stone Lost somewhere alone Late coming home No one to guide me And all I had to call my own Are a star and a stone |
Let's Get Together written by Chet Powers Love is but a song we sing Fear a way we die You can make the mountains ring Or hear the angels cry Though the dove is on the wing You need not know why Come on people now Smile on your brother Everybody get together Try to love one another right now Some will come and some will go We shall surely pass When the wind that left us here Returns for us at last We are but a moment's sunlight Fading on the grass Come on people now Smile on your brother Everybody get together Try to love one another right now If you hear the song I'm singing You will understand You hold the key to love and fear All in your trembling hand One key unlocks them both you know It's at your command Come on people now Smile on your brother Everybody get together Try to love one another right now Come on people now Smile on your brother Everybody get together Try to love one another right now Come on people now Smile on your brother Everybody get together Try to love one another right now |
Up to My Neck in High Muddy Water Written by John Herald, Frank D Wakefield, Robert Yellin Yes and now I'll swim ashore for I must make it Although I'm up to my neck in high muddy water Now the water's deep and wide Can't hold out long this way If I could spend a time Perhaps I'd find a way So now I'll swim ashore for I must make it Although I'm up to my neck in high muddy water Now I see the distance stir and I hear reckless sound And something seems to say well I'm bound for higher ground So now I'll swim ashore for I must make it Although I'm up to my neck in high muddy water Now the sun has risen late But I'm safe at last my friend Deep water was my pain But now I've reached the end Yes now I'll swim ashore and I know I'll make it Although I'm up to my neck in high muddy water |
Aren't You the One? written by Tim Buckley Aren't you the one who used to call me names Aren't you the one who used to play me games Weren't you the one who said he'd never fall Now you're the one who's crying not so tall Oh I know what it's like It's happened many times to me Oh do you ache inside Your eyes wanna cry You want me back again Yes you're the one Should I throw you a crumb Should I come and pass you by Would that make you wanna try Should I come and kiss your lips Would that make your game slip Shall I come and dry your eyes Would that make you realize Oh I know what it's like It's happened many times to me Oh do you ache inside Your eyes wanna cry You want me back again Aren't you the one who used to call me names Aren't you the one who used to play me games Weren't you the one who used to run and hide Now you're the one who's crying way inside Oh I know what it's like It's happened many times to me Oh do you ache inside Your eyes wanna cry You want me back again |
Wings written by Tim Buckley Although he's spoken many times before At sight of birth he leaves me by a door And now I know he doesn't understand And all I need is the warmth of his hand And if he'd smile my loving blood would dance One silent kiss leaves me in a trance And now I know I cannot live alone And now I know my future is unknown One day the questions die On the wings of time I'll fly And on that day my laughs and tears will rise And fall as free as seabirds climb the skies And I will love when love comes my way And when it does there's nothing more to say And now I know I don't need his hand And now I know I don't have to understand Some day the questions die On the wings of chance I'll fly |
Some of Shelly's Blues written by Mike Nesmith Tell me just one more time the reasons why you must leave Tell me once more why you're sure you don't need me Tell me again but don't think that you'll convince me You said, before falling in love again you'd rather be dead When someone breaks your heart you cry your eyes red There's nothing so hard about the life that you've led As far as I can see there's no reason for goodbye You're just running scared and that's something I won't buy So you lose I won't let you go with nothing to show but more blues All this talk about leaving is strictly bad news So you settle down and stay with the girl that loves you As far as I can see there's no reason for goodbye You're just running scared and that's something I won't buy So you lose I won't let you go with nothing to show but more blues All this talk about leaving is strictly bad news So you settle down and stay with the girl that loves you You settle down and stay with the girl that loves you |
Stoney End written by Laura Nyro I was born from love And my poor mother worked the mines I was raised on the good book Jesus Till I read between the lines Now I don't believe I wanna see the morning Going to the stoney end I never wanted to go to the stoney end Mama let me start all over Cradle me, mama cradle me again I can still remember him With lovelight in his eyes But the lights flickered out and parted As the sun began to rise Now I don't believe I wanna see the morning Going to the stoney end I never wanted to go to the stoney end Mama let me start all over Cradle me, mama cradle me again Never mind the forecast For the sky has lost control And the fury of a broken thunder's come To match my ragin' soul No, I don't believe I wanna see the morning Going to the stoney end I never wanted to go to the stoney end Mama let me start all over Cradle me, mama cradle me again |