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Van Morrison
Van Morrison


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Настоящее имя George Ivan Morrison
Дата рождения 31 августа 1945 г.
Откуда Belfast, Northern Ireland
Жанры Blues
R&B
Folk
Blue-eyed soul
Celtic
Rock'n'Roll
Jazz
Country
Годы 1958—н.в.
Лейблы Mercury Records
London Records
Lost Highway Records
Bang Records
См. также Them
Сайт Website



Альбом Van Morrison


Still On Top: The Greatest Hits (22.10.2007)
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Da, da, da, da, da,
Jackie Wilson said
It was "Reet-Petite"
Kinda love you got
Knock me off my feet
Let it all hang out
Oh, let it all hang out.
And you know
I'm so wired-up
Don't need no coffee in my cup
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out.

Watch this:
Ding-a-ling-a-ling
Ding-a-ling-a-ling-ding
Ding-a-ling-a-ling
Ding-a-ling-a-ling-ding
Do-da-do-da
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
I'm in heaven, when you smile
When you smile, when you smile
When you smile.
And when you walk
Across the room
You make my heart go
Boom-boom-boom
Let it all hang out
Baby, let it all hang out
And ev'ry time
You look that way
Honey chile, you make my day
Let it all hang out
Like the man said: let it all hang out.

Watch this:

. . .


I'm a dweller on the threshold
And I'm waiting at the door
And I'm standing in the darkness
I don't want to wait no more

I have seen without perceiving
I have been another man
Let me pierce the realm of glamour
So I know just what I am

I'm a dweller on the threshold
And I'm waiting at the door
And I'm standing in the darkness
I don't want to wait no more

Feel the angel of the present
In the mighty crystal fire
Lift me up consume my darkness
Let me travel even higher

I'm a dweller on the threshold
As I cross the burning ground
Let me go down to the water
Watch the great illusion drown

I'm a dweller on the threshold
And I'm waiting at the door
And I'm standing in the darkness
I don't want to wait no more

I'm gonna turn and face the music
The music of the spheres
Lift me up consume my darkness
When the midnight disappears

I will walk out of the darkness
And I'll walk into the light
And I'll sing the song of ages
And the dawn will end the night

I'm a dweller on the threshold
And I'm waiting at the door
And I'm standing in the darkness
I don't want to wait no more

I'm a dweller on the threshold
And I cross some burning ground
And I'll go down to the water
Let the great illusion drown

I'm a dweller on the threshold
And I'm waiting at the door
And I'm standing in the darkness
I don't want to wait no more

I'm a dweller on the threshold
Dweller on the threshold
I'm a dweller on the threshold
I'm a dweller on the threshold

. . .


Whenever god shines his light on me
Open up my eyes,so I can see
When I look up in the darkest night
Then I know everything is gonna be alright
In deep confusion,in great despair
When I reach out for him,he is there
When I am lonely as I can be
Then i know that god shines his light on me
Reach out for him,he'll be there
With him your troubles,you can share
If you live the life you love
You get the blessing from above
Heals the sick and heals the lame
Says you can too in jesus' name
And he lifts you up,and he turns you around
And he puts your feet back on higher grounds...etc...


. . .


Well, it's a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
You know I'm trying to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
You know the night's magic seems to whisper and hush
You know the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush

Chorus:
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love

Well I wanna make love to you tonight
I can't wait till the morning has come
Y'know I know now the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own
And everytime I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me that you can't hide

Chorus

instr. solo

Repeat 1st verse, then Chorus

One more moondance with you
In the moonlight
On a magic night
La, la, la, la, la in the moonlight
On a magic night
Can't I just have one more dance with you my love

. . .


From the dark end of the street
To the bright side of the road
We'll be lovers once again
On the bright side of the road

Little darlin' come with me
Won't you help me share my load
From the dark end of the street
To the bright side of the road

Into this life we're born
Baby sometimes, sometimes we don't know why
And time seems to go by so fast
In the twinkling of an eye

Let's enjoy it while we can
Won't you help me share my love
From the dark end of the street
To the bright side of the road

From the dark end of the street
To the bright side of the road
We'll be lovers once again
On the bright side of the road
We'll be lovers once again
On the bright side of the road

. . .


Hey where did we go? the days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow, playing a new game
Laughing and a running hey, hey! Skipping and a jumping,
In the misty morning fog with our hearts a thumpin' and you...
My brown eyed girl,
You, my brown eyed girl,

Whatever happened to Tuesday and so slow?
Going down the old mine with a transistor radio,
Standing in the sunlight laughing, hiding behind a rainbow's wall,
Slipping and sliding, all along the water fall, with you...
My brown eyed girl,
You, my brown eyed girl.

Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
... la te da

So hard to find my way, now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day, my, you have grown!
Cast my memory back there, Lord, sometimes I'm overcome thinking about
Making Love in the green grass, behind the stadium with you ...
My brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha la la la la la la la la la la de da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la de da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la de da

. . .


(Van Morrison)

This is a song about your wavelength
And my wavelength, baby
You turn me on
When you get me on your wavelength
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
With your wavelength
Oh, with your wavelength
With your wavelength
With your wavelength
Oh mama, oh mama, oh mama, oh mama oh mama, oh mama

Wavelength
Wavelength
You never let me down...no
You never let me down...no

When I'm down you always comfort me
When I'm lonely you see about me
You are ev'ry where you're 'sposed to be
And I can get your station
When I need rejuvenation

Wavelength
Wavelength
You never let me down...no
You never let me down...no

I heard the voice of America
Callin' on my wavelength
Tellin' me to tune in on my radio
I heard the voice of America
Callin' on my wavelength
Singin' "Come back, baby
Come back
Come back, baby
Come back"

Do do do dou-dit do do dou dit do do do do do
Do do do dou dit do do dou dit do do do do do

Won't you play that song again for me
About my lover, my lover in the grass, yeah, alright
You have told me 'bout my destiny
Singin' "Come back, baby
Come back
Come back, baby
Come back"

On my wavelength
Wavelength
You never let me down...no
You never let me down...no
When you get me on
When you get me on your wavelength
When you get me
Oh, yeah, Lord
You get me on your wavelength

You got yourself a boy
When you get me on
Get me on your wavelength
Ya radio, ya radio, ya radio
Ya radio, ya radio, ya radio


. . .


I can hear her heart beat from a thousand miles
And the heaven opens everytime she smiles
And when I come to her that's where I belong
Yet I run into her like a river's song

Chorus:
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

fine sense of humour when I'm feeling low down
And when I come to her when the sun goes down
take away my trouble, take away my grief
Take away my heartache in the night like a theif

Chorus

and I need her in the daytime
and I need her in the night
and I want to throw my arms around her
Kiss and hug her kiss and hug her tight

And when I'm returning from so far away
gives me some sweet lovin' brightens up my day
Yet it makes me righteous, yes it makes me whole
Yet it makes me mellow down into my soul

Chorus

. . .


I've been searchin' a long time
for someone exactly like you
I've been travelling all around the world
waiting for you to come through

someone like you
will make it all worthwhile
someone like you
keep me satisfied
someone exactly like you

I've been travellin' a hard road
baby, lookin' for someone exactly like you
i've been carrying my heavy load
waitin' for the light to come shining through

someone like you
will make it all worthwhile
someone like you
make me satisfied
someone exactly like you

I've been doing some soul searching
find out where you're at
i've been up and down the highway
and all kinds of foreign lands

someone like you
will make it all worthwhile
someone like you
keep me satisfied
someone exactly like you

I've been all around the world
marching to the beat of a different drum
but just lately ive realized
baby the best is yet to come...

someone like you
will make it all worthwhile
someone like you
keep me satisfied
someone exactly like you

the best is yet to come...

. . .



The sun was setting over Avalon
The last time we stood in the west
Suffering long time angels enraptured by Blake
Burn out the dross innocence captured again

Standing on the beach at sunset all the boats
All the boats keep moving slow
In the glory of the flashing light in the evenings glow

When will I ever learn to live in God?
When will I ever learn?
He gives me everything I need and more
When will I ever learn?

You brought it to my attention everything that was made in God
Down through centuries of great writings and paintings
Everything lives in God
Seen through architecture of great cathedrals
Down through the history of time
Is and was in the beginning and evermore shall be

When will I ever learn to live in God?
When will I ever learn?
He gives me everything I need and more
When will I ever learn?

Whatever it takes to fulfill his mission
That is the way we must go
But you've got to do it your own way
Tear down the old, bring up the new

And up on the hillside its quiet
Where the shepherd is tending his sheep
And over the mountains and the valleys
The countryside is so green
Standing on the highest hill with a sense of wonder
You can see everything is made in God
Head back down the roadside and give thanks for it all

When will I ever learn to live in God?
When will I ever learn?
He gives me everything I need and more

. . .



Showed me pictures in the gallery
Showed me novels on the shelf
Put my hands across the table
Gave me knowledge of myself.
Showed me visions, showed me nightmares
Gave me dreams that never end
Showed me light out of the tunnel
When there was darkness all around instead.

Tore down a la Rimbaud
And I wish my message would come
Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time
you know it's hard some time.

Showed me ways and means and motions
Showed me what it's like to be
Gave me days of deep devotions
Showed me things I cannot see.

Tore down a la Rimbaud
And I wish my purpose would come
Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time.
You know it's hard some time.

Showed me different shapes and colours
Showed me many different roads
Gave me very clear instructions
When I was in the dark night of the soul.

Tore down a la Rimbaud
And I wish my writing would come
Tore down a la Rimbaud, you know it's hard some time.

. . .


As you brush your shoes, stand before the mirror
And you comb your hair, grab your coat and hat
And you walk wet streets tryin' to remember
All the wild night breezes in your mem'ry ever

{Refrain}
And everything looks so complete
When you're walkin' out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
Sends you flyin', cryin'
Ooo-woo-wee, wild night is calling
Ooo-ooh-wee, wild night is calling

And all the girls walk by dressed up for each other
And the boys do the boogie-woogie on the corner of the street
And the people, passin' by stare in wild wonder
And the inside juke-box roars out just like thunder

{Refrain}

The wild night is calling
The wild night is calling

Come on out and dance
Whoa, come on out and make romance
Come on out and dance
Come on out, make romance

. . .


Like to tell you 'bout my baby.
You know she comes around.
She's about five feet four,
from her head to the ground.
You know she comes around here
Just about midnight.
She makes me feel so good, Lord.
She makes me feel alright.
And her name is G-L-O-R-I,I,I,I..
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
I'm gonna shout it all night (Gloria)
I'm gonna shout it every day (Gloria)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

(Guitar Solo)

She comes around here,
Just about midnight.
She makes me feels so good, Lord.
She makes me feel alright.
She comes walking down my street,
And then she comes to my house
She knocks upon my door.
And then she comes to my room.
And then she makes me feel alright.
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
I'm gonna shout it all night (Gloria)
I'm gonna shout it every day (Gloria)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

. . .


I'm real real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow
You got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone

On the radio
Music coming and I hear
Sam Cooke's voice
Well I know I don't have any choice
That's the way it is
And I'm real, real real gone, man

I can't stand up by myself
Don't you know, baby, I need your help
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone, alright

Well, I'm dancing
Dancing till my, till my body's soaking wet
Till I'm completely wet with sweat
Once I've started I'm just real real gone, man
I got hit by a bow and arrow
Got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine, and I'm
Real gone, man

Well the music's playing
On the radio
And the night is filled with space
When my fingertips touch your face
You're a friend of mine
And I'm, I'm real real gone

Help me stand up
Help me stand up
All by myself
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real, I'm real real gone
Real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow

(fade to end)

. . .


We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was one as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic

When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow into the mystic
Come on girl...

Too late to stop now...

. . .



The streets are always wet with rain
After a summer shower when I saw you standin'
In the garden in the garden wet with rain

You wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrow
As we watched the petals fall down to the ground
And as I sat beside you I felt the
Great sadness that day in the garden

And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture
You had the key to your soul
And you did open that day you came back to the garden

The olden summer breeze was blowin' on your face
The light of God was shinin' on your countenance divine
And you were a violet colour as you
Sat beside your father and your mother in the garden

The summer breeze was blowin' on your face
Within your violet you treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden

And you went into a trance
Your childlike vision became so fine
And we heard the bells inside the church
We loved so much
And felt the presence of the youth of
Eternal summers in the garden

And as it touched your cheeks so lightly
Born again you were and blushed and we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ

And I turned to you and I said
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the father in the garden

No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the
Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden wet with rain
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the holy ghost
In the garden, in the garden, wet with rain
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature

. . .


Chamois cleanin' all the windows
Singin' songs about Edith Piaf's soul
And I hear blue strings of no regrets
Cross the street from Cathedral Notre Dame

Meanwhile back in San Fancisco
I tried hard to make this whole thing blend
And we sit up on this jagged
Think it's about story block, with you my friend

And it's a long way, long way to Buffalo
It's a long way to Belfast, too
And I'm hoping that Joyce won't blow the hoist
'Cause this time that bit of more than they can chew

As we gaze out on it, as we gaze out on it
As we gaze out on it, Saint Dominic's Preview
Saint Dominic's Preview
Saint Dominic's Preview

All the orange crates is scattered
I guess the Safeway Supermarket in the rain
Everybody feels so determined
Not to feel anyone else's pain

No one making no commitments
To anybody but themselves
Talkin' behind closed doorways
Tryin' to get outside at the empty shelves

And for ev'ry cross country corner
Ev'ry Hank Williams railroad train that cried
All the chains n' badges and flags and emblems
Ev'ry strain on ev'ry brain and ev'ry eye

As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on
As we gaze out on, Saint Dominic's Preview, hu!
Saint Dominic's Preview, hey-hey
Saint Dominic's Preview

Oh, the restaurants tables are completely covered
Covered, covered, covered
And the comp'ny's paid out for the wine
You got ev'rything in the world you wanted, don't ya?
Right about now your face should wear a smile
You know it

That's the way it all should happen
In the fairytale state you're in
Have you got your pen and notebook ready?
Sign right here, sign right here
Now when you get in

You're way over on to the 52nd street apartment
Socializing with the winos, too
Just to be and get wet with the jet set
But they was flyin' too high
To see my point of view

. . .


(Van Morrison)

I'm stranded at the edge of the world
It's a world I don't know
Got no where to go
Feels like I'm stranded

And I'm stranded between that ol' devil and the deep blue sea
And nobody's gonna tell me, tell me what, what time it is

Everyday, everyday, it's hustle, hustle time, hustle time
Everyday and every way, one more, one more mountain to climb

It's leaving me stranded
In my own little island
With my eyes open wide
But I'm feeling stranded

Every, every, everyday, it's hustle time
Every way, one more mountain to climb

I'm stranded between the devil and the deep blue sea
There ain't no where else to be

. . .


Precious time is slipping away
But you're only king for a day
It doesn't matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away

It doesn't matter what route you take
Sooner or later the hearts going to break
No rhyme or reason, no master plan
No Nirvana, no promised land

Because, precious time is slipping away
You know you're only king for a day
It doesn't matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away

Say que sera, whatever will be
But then I keep on searching for immortality
She's so beautiful but she's going to die some day
Everything in life just passes away

But, precious time is slipping away
You know she's only queen for a day
It doesn't matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away

Well this world is cruel with its twists and its turns
But the fire's still in me and the passion it burns
I love her madly 'til the day I die
'Til hell freezes over and the rivers run dry

Precious time is slipping away
You know she's only queen for a day
It doesn't matter to which God you pray because
Precious time is slipping away

Precious time is slipping away
You know you're only king for a day
It doesn't matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away

Precious time is slipping away
You know you're only king for a day
It doesn't matter to which God you pray because
Precious time is slipping away

. . .


Don't want to discuss it
I think it's time for a change
You may get disgusted
And start thinkin' that I'm actin' strange
In that case I'll go underground
Get some heavy rest
Never have to worry
About what is worst and what is best . . . hit it

Chorus:
Oh, oh, Domino
Roll me over, Romeo, there you go
Lord have mercy, I said
Oh, oh, Domino
Roll me over, Romeo, there you go
Say it again
I said oh, oh, Domino
I said oh, oh, Domino

There's no need for argument
There's no argument at all
And if you never hear from him
That just means he didn't call
Or vice-a-versa
That depends on where ever you're at
And if you never hear from me
That just means I would rather not . . . hit it
(Chorus)

Hey mister DJ
I just wanna hear some rhythm & blues right now
On the radio, on the radio, on, on the radio
On, on the radio, On, on the radio
On, on the radio . . . here's the band

. . .


Oooh, here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh-yeah

I can see right out my window
Walkin' down the street my girl with another guy
Arms around her like it used to be with me
Oh, it makes me wanna die

Hey, well here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Whoa-oh-oh-yeah

I can see him turning down the lights
Now he's holdin' her the way I used to do
Used to do, used to do

I can see her talkin' 'round an' tellin' them lies
Exactly like she told me, too
Whoa, here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Whoa-oh-oh-yeah
Well

(Instrumental)

Oh, there they go
It's funny how they look so good together
Wonder what is wrong with me?
Why can't I except the fact
She's chosen him and simply let them be?
Let them be

Well, here it comes
Good God, here comes the night
Here comes the night
Lonely, lonely, lonely, night

Give it to me lonely
Give it to me lonely

Give it to me lonely
Give it to me lonely

Tellin' me I'm lonely
Tellin' me the lone
The lonely, lonely night

Give it to me lonely
Give it to me lone
Give it to me lone
Give it to me lonely

I will be alone
Give it to me lone
Tell in me the lonely nights

Here comes the night
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh, yeah-yeah

Thank you very much

. . .


(Van Morrison)

Little village baby, ain't large enough to be a town
From a little village baby, ain't large enough to be a town
Gotta get away from the city
It's gonna bring you down

Heard the voice of the silence, in the evening
In the long cool summer nights
Heard the voice of the silence, in the evening
In the long cool summer nights
Telling me not to worry
Everything's gonna be all right

There's only two kinds of truth
Baby let's get it straight from the start
There's only two kinds of truth
Let's get it straight from the start
It's all what you believe
Baby in your head and your heart

Heard the bells ringing
Voices singing soft and low
Heard the bells ringing
Voices are singing soft and low
Way up in the mountain, little village in the snow

Raining in the forest
Just enough to magnetise the leaves
Raining in the forest
Just enough to magnetise the leaves
We'll go walking baby with the moonlight shining down through the trees

Little village, way up on the mountainside
Little village baby, way up on the mountainside

. . .


Half a mile from the county fair
And the rain came pouring down
Me and Billy standing there
With a silver half a crown
Hands are full of the fishing rod and the tackle on our backs
We just stood there getting wet
With our backs against the fence

Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Hope it don't rain all day

And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like going home
And it stoned me

And the rain let up, and the sun came up
While we were getting dry
Almost let a pickup truck nearly pass us by
So we jumped right in, and the driver grinned
And he dropped us up the road
And we looked at the swim, and we jumped right in
Not to mention fishing poles

Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Let it run all over me

And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like going home
And it stoned me

On the way back home we sang a song
But our throats were getting dry
Then we saw the man from across the road
With the sunshine in his eye
Well he lived all alone, in his own little home
With a great big gallon jar
There were bottles, too, one for me and you
And he said, "Hey, there you are"

Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Get it myself from the mountain stream

And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like going home
And it stoned me

And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like going home
And it stoned me

. . .


When it's not always raining there'll be days like this
When there's no one complaining there'll be days like this
When everything falls into place like the flick of a switch
Well my mama told me there'll be days like this

When you don't need to worry there'll be days like this
When no one's in a hurry there'll be days like this
When you don't get betrayed by that old Judas kiss
Oh my mama told me there'll be days like this

When you don't need an answer there'll be days like this
When you don't meet a chancer there'll be days like this
When all the parts of the puzzle start to look like they fit
Then I must remember there'll be days like this

When everyone is up front and they're not playing tricks
When you don't have no freeloaders out to get their kicks
When it's nobody's business the way that you wanna live
I just have to remember there'll be days like this

When no one steps on my dreams there'll be days like this
When people understand what I mean there'll be days like this
When you ring out the changes of how everything is
Well my mama told me there'll be days like this

Oh my mama told me
There'll be days like this
Oh my mama told me
There'll be days like this
Oh my mama told me
There'll be days like this
Oh my mama told me
There'll be days like this

. . .


Have I told you lately that I love you?
Have I told you there's no one above you?
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

Oh the morning sun in all its glory
Greets the day with hope and comfort too
And you fill my life with laughter
You can make it better
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

There's a love that's divine
And it's yours and it's mine, like the sun
At the end of the day
We should give thanks and pray to the One

Say,

Have I told you lately that I love you?
Have I told you there's no one above you?
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

(Piano solo)

There's a love that's divine
And it's yours and it's mine
And it's just like the sun
At the end of the day
We will give thanks and pray to the One

Have I told you lately that I love you?
Have I told you there's no one above you?
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

Take away my sadness
Fill my life with gladness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

Fill my life with gladness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

. . .


Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street
Got in my nose
As we carried our ladders down the street
With the wrought-iron gate rows
I went home and listened to Jimmie Rodgers in my lunch-break
Bought five Woodbines at the shop on the corner
And went straight back to work.

Oh, Sam was up on top
And I was on the bottom with the v
We went for lemonade and Paris buns
At the shop and broke for tea
I collected from the lady
And I cleaned the fanlight inside-out
I was blowing saxophone on the weekend
In that down joint.

What's my line?
I'm happy cleaning windows
Take my time
I'll see you when my love grows
Baby don't let it slide
I'm a working man in my prime
Cleaning windows (number a hundred and thirty-six)

I heard Leadbelly and Blind Lemon
On the street where I was born
Sonny Terry, Brownie McGhee,
Muddy Waters singin' "I'm A Rolling Stone"
I went home and read my Christmas Humphreys' book on Zen
Curiosity killed the cat
Kerouac's "Dharma Bums" and "On The Road"

What's my line?
I'm happy cleaning windows
Take my time
I'll see you when my love grows
Baby don't let it slide
I'm a working man in my prime
Cleaning windows

. . .


Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby please don't go

Baby, your mind done gone
Well, your mind done gone
Well, your mind done gone
Left the county farm
You had the shackles on
Baby, please don't go

Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
To git you way down here
I make you walk alone
Baby, please don't go
Hey

Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby, please don't go

Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
Git you way down here
Make you walk alone
Baby, please don't go

Know how I feel right now
My baby leavin', on that midnight train
And I'm cryin'

Baby, please don't go
Oh, baby please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby, please don't go
Let's go

Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
To git you way down here
I make you walk alone
Baby, please don't go, yeah

Alright

. . .


You came to see me when the moon was new
Saw you standin' in the pouring rain
Left my message on the window pain
Back on the street again
Back on the beat again
I'm back on the top again

Saw me climbing to the top of the hill
You saw me meeting with the fools on the hill
Learned my lesson and I had my fill
Learnt it all in vain
Went through it all again
Now I'm back on the top again

Always strivin', always climbing way beyond my will
Same old sensation, isolation at the top of the bill
Always seeming, like I'm moving but I'm really going slow
What do you do when you get to the top and there's nowhere to go

Just how I get there will be anybody's guess
With all the so called trappings of success
Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill
Too busy raisin' Cain
I'm back on the street again
I'm back on the top again

Always strivin', always climbing way beyond my will
It's the same old sensation, isolation at the top of the hill
Always seeming, like I'm moving but I'm really going slow
You'll find out when you get to the top that there's nowhere to go

How you get there will be anybody's guess
With all the so called trappings of success
Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill
Too busy raisin' Cain
I'm back on the street again
I'm back on the top again

Back on my feet again
I'm back on the street again
I'm back on the top again

. . .



Send me your picture
Send me your pillow
Send it through Krishna
On the Vanlose Stairway

Send me your bible
Send me your Gita
I want to reach you
On the Vanlose Stairway

And your stairway
Reaches up to the moon
And it comes right back
It comes right back to you

Send me some loving
Send me some kissing
You know what I'm missing
On the Vanlose Stairway

On the Vanlose Stairway
Right there, hold it

And your stairway
Reaches up to the moon
And it comes right back
And it comes right back to you

Send me your bible child

. . .


(Van Morrison)

If I don't see you through the week
See you through the window
See you next time that we're talking on the telephone
And if I don't see you in that Indian summer
Then I want to see you further on up the road

I said, oh won't you come back?
I have to see you my dear
Want you come back in the Celtic New Year?
In the Celtic New Year

If I don't see you when I'm going down Louisiana
If I don't see you when I'm down on Bourbon Street
If you don't see me when I'm singing Jack of Diamonds
If you don't see me when I'm on my lucky streak

Woa, I want you, want you to come on back
I've made it very clear
I want you to come back home in the Celtic New Year
Celtic New Year

If I don't see you when the bonfires are burning, burning
If I don't see you when we're singing the Gloriana tune
If I've got to see you when it's raining deep inside the forest
I got to see you at the waning of the moon

Said oh, won't you come on back?
Want you to be of good cheer
Come back home on the Celtic New Year

Celtic New Year, Celtic New Year
Celtic New Year
In the Celtic New Year
In the Celtic New Year

Come on home, come on home, come on home, come on home

. . .



Words and Music by Van Morrison

Oh won't you stay, stay awhile
With your own ones.
Don't ever stray,
Stray so far from your own ones.
This old world is so cold.
Don't care nothin' for your soul
You share with your own ones.

Don't rush away, rush away
From your own ones.
Just one more day, one more day
With your own ones.
For the world is so cold.
Don't care nothin' for your soul
You share with your own ones.

Bridge:
There's a stranger
And he's standing at your door.
May be your best friend
Might be your brother,
You may never know.

I'm going back, going back
To my own ones.
Back to talk, talk awhile
With my own ones.
For the world is so cold.
Don't care nothing for your soul

. . .


Here I am again
Back on the corner again
Back where I belong
Where I've always been
Everything the same
It don't ever change
I'm back on the corner again
In the healing game

Down those ancient streets
Down those ancient roads
Where nobody knows
Where nobody goes
I'm back on the corner again
Where I've always been
Never been away
From the healing game

Where the choirboys sing
Where I've always been
Sing the song with soul
Baby don't you know
We can let it roll
On the saxophone
Back street Jelly Roll
In the healing game

Where the homeboys sing
Sing their songs of praise
'Bout their golden days
In the healing game

Sing it out loud
Sing it in your name
Sing it like you're proud
Sing the healing game
Sing it out loud
Sing it in your name
Sing it like you're proud
Sing the healing game

Sing the healing game
Sing the healing game
Sing it in your name
Sing the healing game....

. . .


Like a full force gale
I was lifted up again
I was lifted up again by the Lord

And no matter where I roam
I will find my way back home
I will always return to the Lord

In the gentle evening breeze
By the whispering shady trees
I will find my sanctuary in the Lord

I was headed for a fall
The I looked up and saw the writing on the wall

Like a full force gale
I was lifted up again
I was lifted up again by the Lord

I was headed for a fall
The I looked up and saw the writing on the wall

In the gentle evening breeze
By the whispering shady trees
I will find my sanctuary in the Lord

And no matter where I roam
I will find my way back home
I will always return to the Lord

Like a full force gale
I was lifted up again
I was lifted up again by the Lord

. . .


Look at the ivy on the old clinging wall
Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall
It's not a matter of when push comes to shove
It's just the hour on the wings of a dove
That's just warm love
It's just warm love
I dig it when you're fancy, dressed up in lace
I dig it when you have a smile on your face
This inspiration's got to be on the flow
These invitation's got to see it and know
It's just warm love
It's just warm love
And it's ever-present everywhere
And it's ever-present everywhere
That warm love
To the country I'm going
Lay and laugh in the sun
You can bring your guitar along
We'll sing some songs
And have some fun.

The sky is cryin' and it's time to go home
And we shall hurry to the car from the foam
Sit by the fire and dry out our wet clothes
It's raining outside from the skies up above
Inside it's warm love
Inside it's warm love
And it's ever-present everywhere
And it's ever-present everywhere
That warm love...

. . .


I wanna know did you get the feelin'?
Did you get it down in your soul?
I wanna know did you get the feelin'?
And did the feelin' grow?

Sometimes, when the spirit moves me
I can do many wondrous things
I wanna know when the spirit moves you
Did ye get healed?

I begin to realise
It manifest in my life
In oh, so many ways
Every day I wanna talk about it
And walk about it
Everyday I wanna be closer

I wanna know did you get the feelin'?
Did you get it down in your soul?
I wanna know did you get the feelin'?
Did ye get healed?

I begin to realise
Magic in my life
See it manifest in oh, so many ways
Every day is gettin' better and better
I wanna be daily walking close

It gets stronger when you get the feelin'
When you get it down in your soul
And it makes you feel good
And it makes you feel whole

When the spirit moves you
And it fills you through and through
Every morning and at the break of day
Did ye get healed?

. . .


You can take all the tea in china,
put it in a big brown bag for me.
Sail right round all the seven oceans,
drop it straight into the deep blue sea.

*chorus*

She's as sweet as tupelo honey.
Shes an angel of the first degree.
She's as sweet, shes as sweet as
tupelo honey. Just like honey baby,
from the bee.

You cant stop us on the road to freedom.
You cant keep us, cause our eyes can see.
Men with insight , men in grid irons,knights
in armor bent on chivalry.

Shes as sweet as tupelo honey
Shes an angel of the first degree
Shes as sweet as tupelo honey
Just like honey baby, from the bee!

*MUSIC*

You cant stop us on the road to freedom.
You cant keep us, cause our eyes can see.
Men with insight , men in grid irons,knights
in armor bent on chivalry.

Shes as sweet as tupelo honey
Shes an angel of the first degree
Shes as sweet as tupelo honey
Just like honey baby, from the bee!

shes alright u know shes alright with me !
Shes as sweet as tupelo honey!!
Just like honey baby from the bee

Shes alright shes alright shes alright with me
REPEAT a couple times.

You can take all the tea in china,
put it in a big brown barrel for me.
Sail right round all the seven oceans,
drop it straight into the deep blue sea.

. . .


How can you stand the silence
That pervades when we all cry?
How can you watch the violence
That erupts before your eyes?
How can you tell us something
Just to keep us hanging on?
Something that just don't mean nothing
When we see it you are gone
Clinging to some other rainbow
While we're standing waiting in the cold
Telling us the same old story
Knowing time is growing old

That was a wonderful remark
I had my eyes closed in the dark
I sighed a million sighs
I told a million lies...to myself....to myself

How can we listen to you
When we know your talk is cheap?
How can we ever question
Why we give more and you keep?
How can your empty laughter
Fill a room like ours with joy
When you're only playing with us
Like a child does with a toy?
How can we ever feel the freedom
Or the flame lit by the spark?
How can we come out even
When reality is stark?

That was a wonderful remark
I had my eyes closed in the dark
I sighed a million sighs
I told a million lies....to myself....to myself

. . .


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