Тексты песен «Joan Baez»

(Words and Music by Joan Baez) Seems we've been to heaven darling Ah the sad wind blows But I have lost my way my darling Tell me how it goes While the mist is rising darling Ah the sad wind blows Tell me how we met my...

(Words and Music by Joan Baez) Outside the Nashville city limits a friend and I did drive, on a day in early winter I was glad to be alive. We went to see some friends of his who lived upon a farm. Strange and gentle...

There's no use crying, talking to a stranger Naming the sorrow you've seen Too many sad times, too many bad times Nobody knows what you mean Ah, but if somehow you could pack up your sorrows And give them all to me You...

Pal Of Mine In the night, while you lay sleeping Dreaming of your amber skies Was a poor boy broken hearted Listening to the winds that sigh My little darling, oh how, I love you How I love you, none can tell In your...

Paso rio Paso fuentes siempre te encuentro lavando los colores de tu cara el agua los va llevando si vas a la fuente no bebas el agua que la envenenaron tus ojos de...

Que sont mes amis devenus Que j'avais de si pra?as tenus Et tant aima?as Ils ont a?ata?a trop clairsema?as Je crois le vent les a a?'ta?as L'amour est morte Ce sont amis que vent emporte Et il ventait devant ma porte...

The joys of love are but a moment long The pain of love endures the whole life long Your eyes kissed mine, I saw the love in them shine You brought me heaven right there when your eyes kissed mine My love loves me, a...

DEPORTEES (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos) words by Woody Guthrie, music by Martin Hoffman The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting The oranges are packed in the creosote dumps They're flying you back to the Mexico...

You don't have to play me backwards To get the meaning of my verse You don't have to die and go to Hell To feel the Devil's curse Well, I thought my life was a photograph On the family Christmas card Kids all dressed...

Please Come To Boston Written by - Kenny Loggins Please come to Boston in the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lotsa room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafa where I hope...

I am a poor wayfaring stranger, wandering through this world of woe, and there's no sickness, no toil or danger in that bright land to which I go. I'm going there to meet my mother, she said she'd meet me when I come...

I was born in Portland town I was born in Portland town Yes I was, yes I was, Yes I was. I was born in Portland town, Got married in Portland town, Yes I did, yes I did, Yes, I did. Got married in Portland town, Had...

If you'll gather 'round me, children A story I will tell 'Bout pretty boy Floyd, an outlaw Oklahoma knew him well It was in the town of Shawnee A Saturday afternoon His wife beside him in his wagon As into town they...

(Words and Music by Joan Baez) Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighter Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name Busted on a drunken charge Driving someone else's car The local midnight...

Billy Rose was a low rider; Billy Rose was a night figher Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name Busted on a drunken charge Drivin' someone else's car The local midnight sheriff's claim to fame In an...

Put your hand in the hand of the man Who stilled the water Put your hand in the hand of the man Who calmed the sea Take a look at yourself And you can look at others differently By puttin' your hand in the hand of the...

To the queen of hearts is the ace of sorrow He's here today, he's gone tomorrow Young men are plenty but sweethearts few If my love leaves me what shall I do? Had I the store in yonder mountain Where gold and silver is...

Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill Live way up on the Railroad Hill, Ride, ride, ride. Raiload Bill, Railroad Bill, He never work' and I he never will, Ride, ride, ride. Kill me a chicken, send me the wing, You think I'm...

Lyrics as performed by Bob Dylan and Joan Baez, Hughes Stadium, Colorado University, Fort Collins, CO, 23 May 1976, transcribed by Manfred Helfert. She went upstairs to make her bed And not one word to her mother said...

I was born a poor, poor man All my life I had hardworkin' hands But I sang a song as I carried my load 'Cuz I had a dream about Rainbow Rainbow Road Then one day, my chance came along A man heard me singin' and...