Greg Brown - Young Robin
Tekst :
I m a young robin way up hig,
too old for the nest, too young to die,
watching the jays and the grackles sail by,
calling me bad names.
I know I could fly if I wanted to,
I know I could fly if I wanted to,
I know I could fly if I wanted to,
I don t want to , right now.
One of my brothers tried too fast
and his first flight was his last-
I saw him flopping around in the grass
and that fat cat saw him too.
Dad sit singing at the top of the tree.
Mom floats by and says to me
take your time, just wait til you re ready
just watch me for awhile.
Oh, I know you could fly if you wanted to,
I know you could fly if you wanted to,
I know you could fly if you wanted to,
Do you want to, right now?
I ll just ease out where the tree meets the sky,
and wait for a good breeze blowing by
and spread my wings and close my eyes-
Here goes nothing.
I knew I could fly if I wanted to,
I knew I could fly if I wanted to,
I knew I could fly if I wanted to ,
And I want to, I want to, I want to,
Right now.
Inne utwory
No place away Pound it on down Nice when it rains All the little places Lately Back home again Summer evening Famous friends Lullaby Speed trap boogie Milk of the moon Payday Marriage chant Out in the country Downtown Just live Our little town Losowe utwory
When the people lead
the leaders they will have to follow
and all their lies and their alibies
they will have to swallow
and it s you that has the authority
for the one who is right
is the majority
when the people lead
people take the lead
children you ve got to take your lead
or you shall be...
Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around.
Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around.
And the dust blow up til the cool rain tumble down.
I m a redwing blackbird sit singin on the fence.
I m a redwing blackbird sing sittin on the fence.
Say it s...
The boys wanna fight
The boys wanna fight
The boys wanna fight
The boys wanna fight
But the girls are happy to dance all night
They know best how they can mess with us
Nursing an opinion s getting dangerous
And in a world where good s not good...
Magdalena sits in her chair
Speaking on the mass
She talks in splice and splinters
She laughs not breaking glass
She said that she would have me
Spirit her away
Stealing all my images
Till theres nothin left to say
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Your love is like a razor
My heart is just a scar
Oh, magdalena
Nothing...
Somewhere the Wind Is Whispering Into Somebody s Ear
Somewhere Someone Is Hearing Just What They Want to Hear
Somewhere Somebody s Savior Has Finally Appeared
The Kind That Makes Great Poetry and Abbreviates Careers
Love All, Trust a Few
Jehoshaphat the Genius Said to Bosco the Kid
Come and Get It, Youth Is Served, You...