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Take Me To Tomorrow (1970)
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Hey everybody, tell me how do you feel?
Are you satisfied with your life, do you think it's real?
Tell me how is your head, what are your dreams?
Do you have any plans, do you have any scheme?
Do you care about, about anybody?
I'd like to know, is the answer “no”?

Take me to tomorrow, take me there today
I've had my fill of sorrow and livin' this way
Take me to tomorrow, that's where I'd like to be
The day after tomorrow is waitin' for me

Hey everybody, what's on your mind? (I don't know)
Do you think there's nowhere else to go, there's nothing left to find? (I gotta know)
Are you happy where you are, do you have anything to share? (I can't see)
Do you think you're gonna waste your life spending it there? (oh, yeah)
Would you like to find a way out, do you think it's worth a try? (yeah, yeah)
I'd like to know, is the answer “no”?
Well, maybe so

Take me to tomorrow, take me there today
I've had my fill of sorrow and livin' your way
Take me to tomorrow, that's where I'd like to be
The day after tomorrow is waitin' for me

Take me to tomorrow, take me there today
I've had my fill of sorrow and livin' your way
Take me to tomorrow, that's where I'd like to be
The day after tomorrow is waitin'
The day after tomorrow is waitin'
The day after tomorrow is waitin' for me
Yeah!

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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Take Me To Tomorrow Album, and has also been released on the Reflections and The Country Roads Collection Album.

Isabel is waiting
In a room of many shadows
Her eyes like flashing diamonds
Shining brightly from the sea
Her hair in silken tresses
Like a robe around her shoulders
Hiding tantalising treasures
That the sun has never seen

Isabel is watching
Like a princess from the mountains
For the first soft snows of winter
And the icy winds they bring
With a whisper of her sadness
In the passing of the summer
Her crown is wild red roses
With a lace of forest green

And she wraps her arms around me and she sighs
And she sing to me in silence with her eyes
And her hair upon my pillow comforts me

Isabel is weeping
And her eyes are full of wonder
She knows that it's the time for her
And she cannot understand
She's a mistress of the moonlight
To the stars she is a sister
And the morning now awaits her
To betray her once again

And she whispers as she sadly slips away
Then she smiles because there's nothing left to say
And she takes with her the sadness and the sun

Words and music by John Denver


Notes: The lyrics is corrected by Dane Millette

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It's by far the hardest thing I've ever done,
To be so in love with you and so alone.

Follow me where I go, what I do, who I know
Make it part of you to be a part of me.
Follow me up and down,
all the way and all around,
take my hand and say you'll follow me.

It's long been on my mind,
you know it's been a long, long time,
I've tried to find the way that I can make you understand
The way I feel about you,
and just how much I need you
To be there where I can talk to you
when there's no one else around.

Follow me where I go, what I do, who I know
Make it part of you to be a part of me.
Follow me up and down,
all the way and all around,
take my hand and say you'll follow me.

You see I'd like to share my life with you
And show you things I've seen,
Places that I'm going to
Places where I've been
To have you there beside me
to never be alone
and all the time that you're with me,
we will be at home

Follow me where I go, what I do, who I know
Make it part of you to be a part of me.
Follow me up and down,
all the way...
take my hand and I will follow you.

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Oh lay me down in Forest Lawn in a silver casket,
Put golden flowers over my head in a silver basket.
Let the drum and bugle corp play taps while cannons roar
And sixteen liveried employees sell souveniers from the funeral store.

I want to go simply when I go,
They'll give me a simple funeral there I know,
With a casket lined in fleece
And fireworks spelling out "rest in peace."
Oh take me when I'm gone to Forest Lawn.

Oh lay me down in Forest Lawn, they understand there.
They have a heavenly choir and a military band there.
Just put me in their care, I'll find my comfort there
With sixteen planes in a last salute they'll drop a cross in a parachute.

I want to go simply when I go,
They'll give me a simple funeral there I know:
With a hundred strolling strings
And topless dancers with golden wings!
Oh take me when I'm gone to Forest Lawn.

Oh, come, come, come, come,
Come to the church in the wildwood,
Kindly leave a contribution in the pail.
Be as simple and as trusting as a child would
And we'll sell you the church in the dale.

To find a simple resting place is my desire;
To lay me down with a smiling face comes a little bit higher.
My likeness cast in brass will stand in plastic grass
While hidden weights and springs tip it's hat to the mourners filing past!

I want to go simply when I go.
They'll give me a simple funeral there I know.
I'll lie beneath the sand
With piped in tapes of Billy Graham.
Oh take me when I'm gone to Forest Lawn.

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
For a slightly higher fee!

Oh take me when I'm gone to Forest Lawn!

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see the sunlight through the pine
taste the warm of winter wine
dream of softly falling snow
winter's gold
aspenglow

as the winter days unfold
hearts grow warmer with the cold
peace of mind is all you know
winter's gold
aspenglow

aspen is the life to live
see how much there is to give
see how strongly you believe
see how much you may receive

smiling faces all around
laughter is the only sound
memories that can't grow old
winter's gold
aspenglow

aspen is the life to live
see how much there is to give
see how strongly you belive
see how much you may receive

see the sunlight through the pine
taste the warm of winter wine
dream of softly falling snow
winter's gold
aspenglow

winter's gold
aspenglow

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Amsterdam Lyrics

Artist(Band):John Denver


In the port Of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings from the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps to the old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries in a drunken down fight
But in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who's born
On a muggy, hot morn by the dawns early light

In the port of Amsterdam where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails
He will show you his teeth that have rotted too soon
That can swallow the moon that can haul up the sails
And he yells to the cook with his arms open wide
Bring me more fish, put it down by my side
And he wants so to belch, but he's too full to try
So he gets up and he laughs, and he zips up his fly

In the port of Amsterdam you can see sailors dance
paunches bursting their pants, grinding women to pot
They've forgotten the tune that their whiskey voice croak
Splitting the night with the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust
To the rancid sounds of the accordion burst
Then their out into the night with their pride in their pants
With a slut that they tow underneath the street lamps

In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks, and he drinks, and he drinks once again
He drinks to the health of the whores of Amsterdam
Who have promised their love to a thousand other men
And they bargain their bodies, and their virtue long gone
For a few dirty coins and then when he can't go on
He plants his nose in the sky and he wipes it up above
And he spits like I'd cry for an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam,
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam

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See the sun rise
Open up your eyes
Today is the very first day
Watch the morning come
Now the night is gone
Yesterday is so very far away

Trouble, you get out of my sight
You know I can't look at you when the sun is so bright
You know everything's coming together now
Can't you see

And I live my life in celebration
That I've got a life to live
And I sing my song in revelation
That I've got a song that I can give to you
And you know I do

La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la

I was blind, but now I can see
You know, I'm just learning how it feels to be free
You know I never really knew just what it could be before

And I live my life in celebration
That I've got a life to live
And I sing my song in revelation
That I've got a song that I can give to you
And you know I do and you know it's true

La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Take Me To Tomorrow Album, and has also been released on The Country Roads Collection Album.

Sticky summer weather always pains me
It's like living beneath a blanket I can't breathe
The days are like an oven the nights forever
Nothing to do not much else to see

Then again, I can't stand the thought of winter
Ain't got a fire there's nobody to keep me warm
The night is grey and my coffee tastes so bitter
My memoreis go raging back to storm

Seems like twenty years ago in the springtime
The rain was sweet the wind was cool and clean
I had a girl she was a lady I could talk to
Now it's almost like she's never been

I've been a long time looking for rainbows
Trying to find a way to believe tomorrow

There was a time I think when I remember dreaming
There was a reason I can't find it now
As I recall it almost made my life worth living
It must be hiding like the sun behind a cloud

I've been a long time looking for rainbows
Trying to find a way to believe tomorrow

Sticky summer weather always pains me
It's like living beneath a blanket I can't breathe
The days are like an oven the nights forever
Nothing to do not much else to see
Like spending a long time looking for rainbows

Words and music by John Denver

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In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Karen she's a silver sun
You best walk her way and watch it shinin'
Watch her watch the mornin' come
A silver tear appearing now I'm cryin'
Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind

There ain't no doubt it no ones mind
That loves the finest thing around
Whisper something soft and kind
And hey babe the sky's on fire, I'm dyin'
Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Dark and silent late last night
I think I might have heard the highway calling
Geese in flight and dogs that bite
Signs that might be omens say I going, going
I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

With a holy host of others standing 'round me
Still I'm on the dark side of the moon
And it seems like it goes on like this forever
You must forgive me
If I'm up and gone to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

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Get up Jimmy Newman,the morning is come.
The engines are rumbling the coffee's all brewed.
Get up Jimmy Newman, there's work to be done.
And why do you lie there still sleeping.
There's a waiting line forming to use the latrine.
And the sun is just opening the skies.
The breakfast they're serving just has to be seen.
And you've only to open your eyes.

Get up Jimmy Newman my radio's on.
The news is all bad, but it's good for a laugh.
The tent flap is loose and the peg must be gone.
And why do you lie there still sleeping.
The night nurse is gone and the sexy one's here.
And she tells us such beautiful lies.
Her uniform's tight oh her marvelous rear.
And you've only to open your eyes.

Get up Jimmy Newman you're missing the fun.
They're talking us next, Jim. It's time to go home.
It's over for us there's no more to be done.
And why do you lie there still sleeping.
It's state side for us, Jim. The folks may not know.
And we'll let it be such a surprise.
They're loading us next, Jim we're ready to go.
And you've only to open your eyes.
And you've only to open your eyes.
Get up Jimmy open your eyes.

Oh, my God! Jimmy! Open your eyes!

. . .


This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Take Me To
Tomorrow album, and has also been released on the Reflections and The Country
Roads Collection albums.

When I was a young man
I ran away trom home
I went to join the circus
Went to see the cotton candy whirl
And make me lots ot money on my own
For Molly, oh my pretty Molly
But she's waiting all alone
Someday soon I will return to her

Then I made the big time
Bright 11ghts show biz
I'm really in the circus
There's only one thing wrong

I haven抰 saved a peony on my own
For Molly, oh my pretty Molly
But she's writing everyday
Molly understands so it's okay

Ride a windy box car
See a thousand children young and old
Oh that grease paint smile
Can hide your soul
Here comes a carrousel
Guess which town it is
Feel the thrill
Grease paint covers everything
But winters chill

I抦 reading Molly抯 letter
The ink is fading
And the page is fuming yellow
Long ago I promised Molly
Don抰 you know I
I will close my eyes and go to her

Words and Music by Rose

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