Welcome to my home ~郭大路

Welcome to my home ~郭大路
記錄曾經喜愛及現在喜愛的歌

2007年10月3日 星期三

Don McLean~Part 1


Don McLean 於1945年10月2日 在 美 國 New York State 紐 約 州 New Rochelle 出 世。由 童 年 開 始 已 對各 種 樂 器 演 奏 有 莫 大 興 趣,除 了 結 他 彈 得 非 常 好 之 外,綱 琴 及Banjo的 措 藝 也 非 常 不 錯。 60年 代 在 Villanova University 讀 書 時 期 的Don mclean 已 開 始 作 曲 及 唱 歌 賺 錢,也 曾 在 1964年 在New York City 的Café Lena任 當 時 很 流 行 的 Coffee House 駐 場 歌 手。後 來 幫 老 牌 民 歌 樂 隊Weavers 的 靈 魂Pete Seeger 在 一 艘 環 保 船 'The Clearwater',在 美 國 東 岸 Hudson River 航 行,唱 出 宣 揚環 保 訊 息。 事 實 上,Villanova University 除 了 有Don Mclean ,同 一 時 期 還 有 另 一 位 後 來 成 為 一位 很 受 人 喜 愛 的 民 歌 手 Jim Croce,近 年 有 唱 片 公 司 將 Don McLean 及 Jim Croce 的 多 首 著 名 歌曲 一 同 放 於 一 張 名 Back To Back Hits 的 唱 片 內,裡 面 包 括 Don McLean 一 隻 好 有 民 歌 味 道,來 自他 1972 年 第 3 隻 大 碟 Don McLean 的 'If We Try'。 摘自:uncle Michael~ http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/michaeluncle/article?mid=21


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Empty Chairs(Written by Don)


I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night


Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright


Beams of blue come flickering through my window pane


Like gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame


And I wonder if you know That I never understood


That although you said you'd go


Until you did I never thought you would


Moonlight used to bathe the contours of your face


chestnut hair fell all around the pillow case


the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head


A sympathy bouquet left with the love that's dead


And I wonder if you know


That I never understood


That although you said you'd go


Until you did I never thought you would


Never thought the words you said were true


Never thought you said just what you meant


Never knew how much I needed you


Never thought you'd leave, until you went


Morning comes and morning goes with no regret


And evening brings the memories I can't forget


Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs


And empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs


And I wonder if you know


That I never understood


That although you said you'd go


Until you did I never thought you would






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If We Try


If We Try(Written by Don)


***When I see you on the street,


I lose my concentration.


Just the thought that we might meet, creates anticipation.


Won't you look my way, one before you go,


and my eyes will say, what you ought to know.


Well, I've been thinkin' about you day and night


an' I don't know if it'll work out right.


But somehow I think that it just might,


if we try. ***


Faces come and faces go, in circular rotation.


But something yearns within to grow beyond infatuation.


Won't you look my way, one before you go,


and my eyes will say, what you ought to know.


you got me standin' deaf and blind.


'Cause I see love as just a state of mind.


And who knows what it is that we might find,


if we try.


You're walkin' a different direction from most people I've met.


You're givin' me signs of affection I don't usually get.


I don't want you to pledge your future,


the future's not yours to give.


Just stand there a little longer and let me watch while you live.


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Dreidel (Written by Don)
*** I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel.
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle.
You just slow down.
Round and around the world you go
Spinning through the lives of the people you know.
We all slow down.
How you gonna keep on turning from day to day?
How you gonna keep from turning your life away?
***

No days you can borrow, no time you can buy.
No trust in tomorrow. It's a lie.
***
And I feel like I'm dippin' and a divin'.
My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels.
I'm lost in this star car I'm a drivin'.
But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels.

My world is a constant confusion.
My mind is prepared to attack.
My past, a persuasive illusion.
I'm watchin' the future it's black.

What do you know? You know just what you perceive.
What can you show? Nothing of what you believe.
And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave
Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs
As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds
And you wound yourself and your loved one bleeds
And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds
On all that you thought you should be
I never thought this could happen to me.
***
I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel.
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle.
You just slow down.
Round and around the world you go
Spinning through the lives of the people you know.
We all slow down.
How you gonna keep on turning from day to day?
How you gonna keep from turning your life away? Oh..

I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel.
The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle.
You just slow down.
You just slow down.
You just slow down...


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In Nineteen Sixty Seven (Written by Don)

In Nineteen Sixty Seven the draft caught up with me,
me and my pal Joe went off to war.
We might find hero's heaven, but we'd keep the country free.
We would surely win just like before.
Roy Rogers he was on his horse, and Buck Jones drew his gun.
We would surely win of course when the battle was all done.

Nineteen Sixty Seven I came back alone,
they brought Joe back in plastic on the plane.
Nineteen Sixty Seven seems so long ago,
but I can't forget my friend or ease my pain.
His family may forget him, his children may regret him,
his wife may find another and go on.
His picture may grow faded and the world he knew gone jaded
but as long as I shall live I surely know,
I never will forget my buddy Joe.

In Nineteen Sixty Seven, the war was raging on,
our country was divided and reborn.
While I was back at home, I had never left Saigon,
'cause all I got was ridicule and scorn.
This was no place for hero's now, they all seemed to resent me,
They said "Why did you ever go? I said "Because they sent me.

Nineteen Sixty Seven they buried my friend Joe,
and I was flashing back while people wept.
I thought of how he saved us and I watched the land-mine blow,
and I looked down at his dog-tag that I kept.
You'll always be a young man, you always will be smiling,
you always will be confident and true.
Your picture may grow faded and the world you knew gone jaded,
but as long as I shall live I surely know,
I never will forget my buddy Joe.
Long as I shall live I surely know,
I never will forget you buddy Joe...



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The Grave(Written by Don)


The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors,
And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone.
He's gone.

When the wars of our nation did beckon,
A man barely twenty did answer the calling.
Proud of the trust that he placed in our nation,
He's gone,
But Eternity knows him, and it knows what we've done.

And the rain fell like pearls on the leaves of the flowers
Leaving brown, muddy clay where the earth had been dry.
And deep in the trench he waited for hours,
As he held to his rifle and prayed not to die.

But the silence of night was shattered by fire
As guns and grenades blasted sharp through the air.
And one after another his comrades were slaughtered.
In morgue of Marines, alone standing there.

He crouched ever lower, ever lower with fear.
"They can't let me die! The can't let me die here!
I'll cover myself with the mud and the earth.
I'll cover myself! I know I'm not brave!
The earth! the earth! the earth is my grave."

The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors,
And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone.
He's gone.

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Mountains O'Mourne

Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight
With people here working by day and by night
They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street
At least when I asked them, that's what I was told
So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold
But for all that I've found there, I might as well be
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea

I believe that when writin' a wish you expressed
As to how the fine ladies of London were dressed
But if you'll believe me, when asked to a ball
They don't wear no tops to their dresses at all
Oh, I've seen them myself and you could not in truth
Tell if they were bound for a ball or a bath
Don't be startin' them fashions now, Mary McRee,
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea

There's beautiful girls here, oh, never you mind
Beautiful shapes Nature never designed
Lovely complexions of roses and cream
But let me remark with regard to the same
That if at those roses you venture to sit
The colors might all come away on your lip
So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea

You remember young Diddy McClaren, of course
But he's over here with the rest of the force
I saw him one day as he stood on the strand
Stopped all the traffic with a wave of his hand
As we were talking of days that are gone
The whole town of London stood there to look on
But for all his great powers, he's wishful like me
To be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea



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Winterwood (Written by Don)

No-one can take your place with me,
And time has proven that I'm right.
There's no place I'd rather be,
Than at your place for the night.

No time can pass your sight unseen.
No moment steals away unfound.
Lifetime lived in such a dream,
Floats like a feather to the ground.

(Chorus)
And for the first time I've been seeing
The things I'd never notice, without you.
And for the first time I'm discovering
The things I use to treasure, about you.

The birds like leaves on Winterwood,
Sing hopeful songs on dismal days.
They've learned to live life as they should.
They are at peace with natures ways.

You are as natural as the night,
And all that springs from you is good.
And the children born beneath your light,
Are like the birds on Winterwood.
(Chorus)


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Oh My What A Shame (1972)
(Don McLean~Part2)

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