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Neil Young
Neil Young


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Настоящее имя Neil Percival Young
Дата рождения 12 ноября 1945 г.
Место рождения Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Откуда Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
Жанры Rock
Folk-Rock
Hard Rock
Country Rock
Годы 1960—н.в.
Лейблы Reprise Records
Geffen Records
Motown Records
См. также Pearl Jam
The Squires
The Mynah Birds
Buffalo Springfield
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Crazy Horse
The Stray Gators
The Stills-Young Band
The Ducks
Northern Lights
Booker T. Jones
Phish
Сайт Website



Альбом Neil Young


Chrome Dreams II (23.10.2007)
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One morning when I was ridin' in my old pickup truck
A beautiful bluebird came flyin' down
My eyes caught the color as it led me down the road
Dippin' and bobbin' in the sun

Beautiful bluebird, see how she flies
Looks like she's always goin' home
If heaven had a window where the sun came shinin' through
Like a beautiful bluebird, I'd come flyin' back to you

Beautiful bluebird, see how she flies
Looks like she's always goin' home

I've never seen that blue before except in one place
And she's not here with me right now
And just like a lover I watched her fly away
And that's what I remember now

Beautiful bluebird, see how she flies
Looks like she's always goin' home
If heaven had a window where the sun came shinin' through
Like a beautiful bluebird, I'd come flyin' back to you

Beautiful bluebird, see how she flies
Looks like she's always goin' home

Beautiful bluebird, see how she flies
Looks like she's always goin' home

If heaven had a window where the sun came shinin' through
Like a beautiful bluebird, I'd come flyin' back to you

If heaven had a window where the sun came shinin' through
Like a beautiful bluebird, I'd come flyin' back to you

. . .


I'm like an eagle
I like to fly high
I'm like a snake
I like to lay low
I'm like a black man
I'm like a white man
Maybe a red man, I don't know

I'm just a passenger on this old freight train
I ride a boxcar through the night
It doesn't matter where I might get off
It doesn't matter where I light

When the coastline is under water
And the desert line is under dust
And the mountain line is closed forever
In the great spirit I place my trust

I'm just a passenger on this old freight train
I ride a boxcar through the night
It doesn't matter where I might get off
It doesn't matter where I light

. . .


Two out of work models and a fashion slave try to dance away the Piccolo night.
The bartender poured herself another drink, while two drunks were watchin' the fight.
The champ went down, then he got up again, then he went out like a light,
Fightin' for the people.
But his timing wasn't right, the high rollin' people.
Takin' limos in the neon light, Las Vegas people.
Who came to see a Las Vegas fight, fightin' for the people.

There's a man in the window with a big cigar, says everything's for sale.
He had a house and a boat and a railroad car, the owner's gotta go to jail.
He acquired these things from a life of crime, now he's selling them to make bail.
He was rippin' off the people.
Sellin' guns to the underground, livin' off the people.
Skimmin' the top when there was no one around, tryin' to help the people.
Lose their ass for a piece of ground, a patch o' ground people.

He was dealing antiques in a hardware store but he sure had a lot to hide.
He had a back room full of the guns of war and a ton of ammunition besides.
Well, he walked with a cane, kept a bolt on the door with five pit bulls inside,
Just a warning to the people.
In case they might try to break in at night, protection from the people.
Selling safety in the darkest night, tryin' to help the people.
Get the drugs to the street all right, tryin' to help the people.

Well, it's hard to say where a man goes wrong, might be here and it might be there.
What starts out weak might get too strong, if you can't tell foul from fair.
But it's hard to judge from an angry throng of hands stretched up in the air,
The vigilante people.
Takin' the law into their own hands, the conscientious people. Hey.
Crackin' down on the drug lord and his bands, government people. Hey.
Confiscatin' all the dealer's land, the patch-of-ground people. Yay, yeah.

And then a new Rolls Royce and a company car they were racin' down the street.
Each one tryin' to make it to the gate before employees manned the fleet.
The trucks full of products for the modern home, were set to roll out into the street
Of ordinary people.
Tryin' to make their way to work, the downtown people.
Some are saints, and some are jerks, (that's me) everyday people.
Stoppin' for a drink on their way to work, alcoholic people.
Yay, Yeah, takin' it one day at a time!

Down on the assembly line, they keep puttin' the same things out.
The people today, they just ain't buyin', nobody can figure it out.
They try like hell to build a quality in, they're workin' hard without a doubt,
Ordinary people.
But the dollar's what it's all about, Lee Iacocca people.
But the customers are walkin' out, the nose-to-the-stone people.
Yeah, they look but they just don't buy, the patch o' ground people. Hey, hey, hey.

In a dusty town the clock struck high noon, two men stood face to face.
One wore black and one wore white, but of fear there wasn't a trace.
A hundred and eighty years later two hot rods drag through the very same place,
A half a million people
They moved in to pick up the pace, a factory full of people.
Makin' parts to go to outer space, a train load of people.
They were leavin' for another place, out of town people. Yeah, yeah.

Down at the factory, they're puttin' new windows in.
The vandals made a mess of things and the homeless just walked right in.
Well, they worked here once and they live here now, but they might work here again,
The ordinary people.
Because they're livin' in a dream, hard workin' people.
Just-don't-know-what-it-means-to-give-up people.
They're just like they used to be, patch o' ground people. Hey, hey.

Out on the railroad track, they're cleanin' ol' number nine.
They're scrubbin' the boiler down, she really is lookin' fine. (a beauty, that number nine)
Times'll be different soon, they're gonna bring her back on line,
Ordinary people.
They're gonna bring the good things back, hard workin' people.
They put the business back on track, the everyday people.
I got faith in the regular kind, patch o' ground people. Yeah, yeah.

. . .


Shining light, you always showed me
You always guide me. I don't know where I'm goin'
Show me now. I'm waiting to see you
I'm waiting to feel you around me again

Show me your love. Show me your kind love
Share your compassion. Let me feel mine
Shed your light all around me
Now that you've found me and I've found you

Shining light, what will you show me now?
What can I bring to you to stand in your glow?
Shining light, when will you show your love?
When can I see you and stand in your glow?

Shed your light
Show your love

Shed your light
Show your love

Shed your light
Show your love

Shining light, what will you show me now?
What can I bring to you to stand in your glow?
Shining light, when will you show your love?
When can I see you and stand in your glow?

Shed your light
Show your love

Shed your light
Show your love

Shed your light
Show your love

Shed your light
Show your love

Shed your light

Shed your light

. . .


I'm just a believer baby
In those dreams of mine
You see they just keep on comin'
In a long, long line

Oh yeah, I'm the believer
Oh yeah, I'm the believer

And like that songbird singin'
Whether it's red or blue
Just like those church bells ringin'
I'm keepin' my faith in you

Oh yeah, I'm the believer
Oh yeah, I believe in you

And though the seas may rise
Until they do
I keep doin' the things I'm doin'
And believe in you
I'm makin' the change
I'm keepin' my faith in you

Oh yeah, I'm the believer
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Sure is a windy road
That I walk with you
Look how the trees are bendin'
Their leaves are fallin' too

Oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm the believer, babe
Oh yeah

I remember my mama saying
I want to be
On this windy road
For eternity
I'm makin' the change
I'm keepin' my faith in you

Oh yeah, I'm the believer, babe
I believe in you
Oh yeah, I'm the believer, babe
I'm the believer
I'm the believer
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

. . .


There's a long highway in your mind
The spirit road that you must find
To get you home to peace again
Where you belong my love lost friend

When you're alone
You cheat yourself
You paint yourself in a dark, dark place

You get your shoes
And get your hat
Get out here while you still can
There's nothin' right that you can say
You keep on talkin' anyway and everyone seems to turn on you
There's nothing right that you can ever do

Spirit road
Spirit road
Spirit road
Spirit road

Now you're on that long highway in your mind
The spirit road that you had to find
You're headed home to peace again
Where you belong my love lost friend

You stop to eat
You start to drink
But you don't stop and you don't think
You lost your keys
You're on your knees
You're on your back and lookin' up in the trees

And the night swirls for a little girl
A speck of dust in the giant world
There's a spirit road that you must find
A long highway in your mind

Spirit road
Spirit road
Spirit road
Spirit road

There's a long highway in your mind
The spirit road that you must find
To get you home to peace again
Where you belong my love lost friend

Don't feed that snake
That turns on you
You starve it out, that's what you do

And it makes you lie
It makes you cheat
It steals your shoes and cuts your feet

The snake keeps feeding through the night
You lose your soul without a fight
There's nothin' right that you can say
You keep on talkin' anyway

There's a long highway in your mind
The spirit road that you must find
Peace again
Peace again

There's a long highway in your mind
The spirit road that you must find
To get you home to peace again
Where you belong my love lost friend

When you're alone
You cheat yourself
You paint yourself in a dark, dark place

Get your hat
Get your shoes
Get out here while you still can still choose

Spirit road
Spirit road
Spirit road
Spirit road

Spirit road
Spirit road
Spirit road
Spirit road

. . .


I'm a dirty old man
I do what I can
Tryin' to make a livin'
I'm a dirty old man

I like to get hammered
On Friday night
Sometimes I can't wait
So Monday's alright

It's a battle with the bottle
I'll win it alright
But I lost another round
In the bar last night

I'm a dirty old man
I do what I can
Tryin' to make a livin'
I'm a dirty old man

Yeah, I'm gonna get fired
For drinkin' on the job
Got caught with the boss's wife
In the parking lot

I'm gonna get killed
For doin' this again
But I just can't help it
It's under my skin

I'm a dirty old man
I do what I can
I'm gonna get hammered
And do it again

I'm a dirty old man
I do what I can
Tryin' to make a livin'
I'm a dirty old man

Got a bag of frozen peas
I use on my knees
I injured from beggin'
And tryin' to please

If you believe that
I'm losing my fat
Got a workout program
And a new rubber mat

I'm a dirty old man
I do what I can
Tryin' to make a livin'
I'm a dirty old man

I'm a dirty old man

. . .


When you hear that rooster crowing
In the dawn, in the dawn
There's really no way of knowing
What goes on, what goes on

The world is full of questions
Some are answered, some are not
The only faith you're keepin'
Is the faith that you still got

I love the sound of laughter
And music in the air
And in the Ever After
I know it's always there

A man had many boxes
And he liked them quite a lot
But they would not be opened
'Cause the value would be shot

Sometimes when I go walkin'
In the trees, in the trees
That's where I do my prayin'
In the trees, in the trees

The world is full of answers
Some are right, some are wrong
The one that I believe in is a wish in a song

I love to see you smilin'
And hear your voice so fair
And in the Ever After
I know you're always there

. . .


Sometimes when I go walkin'
Among the tall trees
I feel the light comin' down on me
Under moon, under sun
I feel the chosen one
Through the mist, come walkin' here with me

And the leaves on the ground
Make a rustling sound
In the wind now blowing in my face
It's that cool wind again
And I feel my missing friend
Whose counsel I can never replace

Show me the way and I'll follow you today
Show me the way and I'll follow you today

Show me the way
No more darkness. No more wasted time
Show me the way
Let me stay here with this heart of mine
And with you I feel no hidden path
No hidden path
No hidden path
No hidden path
No hidden path
No hidden path

How you change, how you change
And how you rearrange
Everything that touches me

Now you're her, now you're her
And she's sleeping here with me
Everything that touches me

Ocean sky, sea of blue
Let the sand wash over you
Giving all that you can give

Will the northern lights still play
As we walk our distant days
Giving all that we can give

Show me the way and I'll follow you today
Show me the way and I'll follow you today

Show me the way
There's a cold wind, blowin' through my mind
Show me the way
But I'm holdin' on to the threads of time
And with you I feel no hidden path
No hidden path
No hidden path
No hidden path

Will the northern lights still play as we walk our distant days
Ocean sky, sea of blue, let the sun wash over you

Will the northern lights still play as we walk our distant days
Ocean sky, sea of blue, let the sun wash over you

Will the northern lights still play as we walk our distant days
Ocean sky, sea of blue, let the sun wash over you

. . .


The way, we know the way. We've seen the way
We'll show the way
To getcha back home
To the peace where you belong

If you're lost and think you can't be found
We know the way, we've got the way
We'll lead the way
To getcha back home
To the peace where you belong

The way, we know the way. We've got the way
We'll share the way
To bring you back home
To the peace where you belong

So many lost highways
That used to lead home
But now they seem used up and gone
They sure had the magic
When they were first found

But not this road
This road has never been closed
It's still brand new

The way, we know the way. We've seen the way
We'll show the way
To bring you back home
To the peace where you belong

If you're lost and think you can't be found
We know the way. We've got the way
We'll lead the way
To getcha back home
To the peace where you belong

Where you belong, where you belong, where you belong
We know the way
To getcha back home
To the peace where you belong

When faceless and anonymous
Come to beat down your door
And say you're all washed up and done
You can just say they have nothing in store

To touch this soul
Because they just don't know
They just don't know
The way

The way, we know the way. We've seen the way
We'll show the way
To getcha back home
To the peace where you belong

The way, we got the way, we know the way
We'll lead the way
To getcha back home
To the peace where you belong

If you're lost and think you can't be found
We know the way. We've found the way
We'll share the way
To getcha back home
To the peace where you belong

The way, we know the way. We've seen the way
We'll show the way
To get you back home
To the peace where you belong

. . .


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