Тексты песен «Byrds»

(Hillman / McGuinn) Change is now, change is now Things that seemed to be solid are not All is now, all is now The time that we have to live Gather all that we can Keep in harmony with love's sweet plan Truth is...

(Gene Clark) You can tell a changin' heart Two faces smile and yet there is no joy They look for wealth no matter what the cost To someone else that they might just destroy So many people gather round A thousand voices...

Written by Roger McGuinn and Jacques Levy Always alone never with a herd Prettiest mare I've ever seen You'll have to take my word I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can And when I do I'll give her my brand Well...

Written by Dave Gruisin and Roger McGuinn Love for anyone who needs her Innocence is all that feeds her Rolling through the mist Floating in a sea of madness Reaching for the heights of gladness Or did she exist?...

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts, struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing...

Written by Skip Battin and Kim Fowley Fat ugly fat man swam In a red tire made of stone, A painted lady paddled next to him With two poodles on her lap. Garbo quietly picked a flower While the chauffeur won his...

Hello cowgirl in the sand Is this place at your command Can I stay here for a while? Can I see your sweet, sweet smile? Old enough now to change your name When so many love you, is it the same? It's the woman in you...

In your blue room, sit with a candle lit On a charcoal bed of dreams you carry on Though the streets are hot you can still a lot But you can walk out and forget there isn't time to take a loan But you're now into...

Oh, you know it makes me sad to see you feel so bad For it happened to you many times before But if you will come with me Then girl you will see That you won't have to cry any more There's no reason to feel blue,...

Words by Woody Guthrie Music by Martin Hoffman The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting The oranges piled up in their creosote dumps You're flying 'em back to the Mexican border To spend all their money to...

Words by woody guthrie Music by martin hoffman The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting The oranges piled up in their creosote dumps You're flying 'em back to the mexican border To spend all their money to...

Out at sea for a year Floating free from all fear Every day blowin' spray In a dolphin's smile Wind-taut line split the sky Curlin' crest rollin' by Floating free aimlessly In a dolphin's smile Rainbow's end...

Every time I see you smile, come to me, don't be long Let me tell you how my heart goes wild. Please let me love you and it won't be wrong Every time you're in my arms, come to me, don't be long You know that I'll...

Don't doubt yourself, babe Let your feet stand up for your......... I know what's running through your mind It take you.........to capture your time Make love...........straight and narrow, oh oh Don't doubt...

If you're looking to get a good thing going for yourself House and pool, a new Rolls Royce and some degree of wealth Don't make waves, don't make waves, don't make waves Take a ride out West to find that freedom that...

Written by Roger McGuinn and Gram Parsons He's a drug store truck drivin man He's a head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer rolls around He'll be lucky if he's not in town Well he's got him a house on the hill He...

Eight miles high And when you touch down You'll find that it's Stranger than known Signs in the street That say where you're goin' Are somewhere Just being their own Nowhere is There warmth to be found Among those...

Eight miles high and when you touch down You'll find that it's stranger than known Signs in the street that say where you're going Are somewhere just being their own Nowhere is there warmth to be found Among those...

Eight miles high and when you touch down You'll find that it's stranger than known Signs in the street that say where you're going Are somewhere just being their own Nowhere is there warmth to be found Among those...

The eastern world; It is explodin'. Violence flarin'; Bullets loadin'. You're old enough to kill, But not for votin'. You don't believe in war, But what's that gun you're totin'? And even the Jordan River Has...