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I sailed an ocean, unsettled ocean
Through restful waters and deep commotion
Often frightened, unenlightened
Sail on, sail on sailor
I wrest the waters, fight Neptune's waters
Sail through the sorrows of life's marauders
Unrepenting, often empty
Sail on, sail on sailor
Caught like a sewer rat alone but I sail
Bought like a crust of bread, but oh do I wail
Seldom stumble, never crumble
Try to tumble, life's a rumble
Feel the stinging I've been given
Never ending, unrelenting
Heartbreak searing, always fearing
Never caring, persevering
Sail on, sail on, sailor
I work the seaways, the gale-swept seaways
Past shipwrecked daughters of wicked waters
Uninspired, drenched and tired
Wail on, wail on, sailor
Always needing, even bleeding
Never feeding all my feelings
Damn the thunder, must I blunder
There's no wonder all I'm under
Stop the crying and the lying
And the sighing and my dying
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
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The river's a bed of sweet berries and flowers
Banks of thirsty lies
(Please be careful)
The stream is an eyeglass of heroes
Bridged with bright replies
The creek is a funnel of forgiveness
Winning every prize
Steamboat of living ever faithfully ride.
The river's a dream in a waltz time
Banks of jasper glaze
(Have a ball and sing)
The stream is a timepiece of children
Bridged with crystal haze
The creek is a trumpet of hard times
Blowing tasty days
Steamboat of living ever faithfully glide.
Don't worry mister Fulton
We'll get your steamboat rollin'.
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Do do do do do do do do do
Cashmere hills filled with evergreens
Flowin' from the clouds down to meet the sea
With the granite cliff
(Big Sur mount)
As a referee
Crimson sunsets and golden dawns
A mother deer with their newborn fawns
All under Big Sur skies
(Big Sur mount)
That's where I belong.
Big Sur I've got plans for you
Me and mine are going to
Add ourselves to your lengthy list of lovers
(Big Sur mount)
And live in canyons covered in springtime green
Wild birds and flowers to be heard and seen
And with my old guitar
I'll make up songs to sing.
Where bubbling springs from the mountainside
Join the Big Sur river to the oceanside
Where the kids can look for sea shells at low tide
Big Sur my astrology it says that I am made to be
Where the rugged mountain meets the water
And so while stars shine brightly from up above
The fog rolls in through a redwood grove
And to my dying fire I think I'll add a log.
From time to time I must go away
The thoughts of Big Sur won't let me stay
Away from Big Sur
Oh Big Sur
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An eagle's nest on the head of an old redwood on one of the
precipice-footed ridges
Above Ventana Creek, that jagged country which nothing but a fallen
meteor will ever plow: no horseman
Will ever ride there, no hunter cross this ridge but the winged ones, no
one will steal the eggs from this fortress.
The she-eagle is old, her mate was shot long ago, she is now mated
With a son of hers.
When lightning blasted her nest she built it again on the same tree, in
the splinters of the thunder bolt.
In a broken shack an old man takes his time about dyin'
And just at the back a wild flowerbed that he'll lie in
In dawn's new light a man might venture
A horse drawn stage from Monterey.
The she-eagle is older than I: she was here when the fires of eighty-five
raged on these ridges,
She was lately fledged and dared not hunt ahead of them, but ate scorched
meat.
The world has changed in her time; humanity has multiplied,
But not here; men's hopes and thoughts and customs have changed, their
powers are enlarged, their powers and their follies have become fantastic.
Spilled down the hill a wagon load of bodies lay scattered, shipwrecked
at sea.
Limestone ore is all that mattered.
They took it from the hills right through the cargo doors
How many ships have come and gone at Thurso's landing shore?
The unstable animal never has been changed so rapidly.
The motor and the plane and the great war have gone over him,
And Lenin has lived and Jehovah died: while the mother-eagle
Hunts her same hills, crying the same beautiful and lonely cry
And is never tired: dreams the same dreams,
And hears at night the rock-slides rattle and thunder in the
Throats of these living mountains.
It is good for man
To try all changes, progress and corruption, powers, peace and anguish,
not to go down the dinosaur's way
Until all his capacities have been explored: and it is good for him
To know that his needs and nature are no more changed, in fact, in ten
thousand years than the beaks of eagles.
Of the eagle's plight, we know that nature's balance is undone.
And it's the birthright of man to unify and live his life as one.
A whisper of the word will let you soar with your soul.
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On my way to sunny California
On my way to spend another sunny day
Water, water get yourself in the cool, clear, water
The sun shines brightly down on Penny's place
The sun shines brightly down on the bay
The air's so clean it'll just take your mind away
Take your mind away
Take your mind away
Have you ever been south of Monterey
Barrancas carve the coast line and the chaparral flows to the sea
'Neath waves of golden sunshine
And have you ever been north of Morro Bay
The south coast plows the sea
And the people there are of the breed
They don't need electricity
Water, water, cool cascades of clear, clear water
The sun dance final scene sets the hills ablaze.
Horizon edges quick up the mountain's way.
Have you ever been down Salinas way?
Where Steinbeck found the valley
And he wrote about it the way it was in his travelin's with Charley
And have you ever walked down through the sycamores
Where the farmhouse used to be
There the monarch's autumn journey ends
On a windswept cyprus tree
Water get water get yourself in that
Get yourself in that get yourself in that cool, clear, water
The sun shines brightly down on Penny's place
Get yourself in that water
The air's so clean that it just takes your mind away
Take your mind away
Take your mind away
Have you ever been to a festival, the Big Sur congregation?
Where Country Joe will do his show
And he'd sing about liberty
And the people there in the open air, one big family.
Yeah the people there love to sing and share
Their new found liberty
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(Jonah:) Hi
Trader
Trader sailed a jeweled crown
Humanity rowed the way
Exploring to command more land
Scheming how to rule the waves.
Trader spied a virgin plain
And named it for velvet robes
Wrote home declaring there's a place
Where totally folks are free
(Happily completely)
Nourishment fills the prairies and the hillsides
And animals stalk the mountains and the seaside
And fish abound the lakes and birds the skies
Signed sincerely
Trader found the jeweled land
Was occupied before he came
By humans of a second look
Who couldn't even write their names, shame
Trader said they're not as good
As folks who wear velvet robes
Wrote home again and asked, Please help
Their breasts I see; they're not like me
Banish them from our prairies and our hillsides
Clear them from our mountains and our seaside
I want them off our lakes so please reply
Signed sincerely
Trader he got the crown okay
Cleared humanity from his way
He civilized all he saw
Making changes every single day say
Shops sprang over the prairies and the hillsides
Then roads cut through the mountains to the seaside
The other kind fled to hide, by and by,
And so sincerely cried
Making it softly
Like the evening sea, trying to be
Making it go
Creating it gently
Like a morning breeze, a life of ease
Eyes that see
Beyond tomorrow, through to the time without hours
Passing the Eden of Flowers
Reason to live
Embracing together
Like the merging streams, crying dreams
Making it full
Begging intently
For a slight reprieve, a night of ease
Hands to touch
Beyond the sorrow, on to the force without power
Piercing the crust of the tower
Reason to live
Hoping
Like a budding rose, humbling shows
Making it
Struggling lonely
Like a desert field, break the seal, make it real
Ears to hear
Beyond the showers, on to the suns of tomorrows
Burning the flesh of all sorrows
Reason to live
Reason to continue
Reason to go on
Reason to live
Reason to live
Reason to live
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I love to see you oh my love
I want to feel you near
My need is deep inside
Well I've been rolling on, I've been holding on, I'd like you to know
That it's been a long, long time
Sometimes it's hard to make it through the day
Sometimes it's hard to find my way
Sometimes it's hard to notice the changing days
When your friends have all gone
Leaving this town for another one
The night is coming round
I can feel the weight of coming down,
So afraid to lose this dream
I want you to understand that I'm trying to do the best I can
It's so easy to lose my way
Lay your head where you may find some peace
I've been searching for my happiness
Don't you want to wake up and take my love,
I'd be happy if you'd let me know
Should I stay or go
Let me know
Woke from a dream to see reflections all around me, of new realities,
heavenly angels won't you guide me please help me to decide the path most
meant for me.
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Love is so many things that I feel
I have only felt with you
Only With You
And then there are the things that we do
That I've only done with you
Only With You
Before love had always had its up and downs
Until the love I finally found
I know one thing for sure I want to do
I want to spend this life with you
Only With You
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A Pisces lady loves romance (She loves romance)
Her movements tell you at a glance (She loves to dance)
Why they say Pisces rules the dance (She's got the glance)
She values flowers more than gold (She flows like gold)
Thinks of her men as knights of old (She's never bold)
She's very spiritual I'm told (She has never told)
Whoa
But where's my spark in the dark?
Glow glow glow c'mon glow
The funky pretty flame in my heart
Me and my Pisces lady are apart
Her calender is not like ours (She rules the hours)
The hieroglyphs mark changing hours (She rules the stars)
Her guiding light is from the stars (She's got the powers)
Whoa
A book of verse a jug of wine (She's soft like wine)
She'll always tell what's on your mind (She's much like time)
By just your birthday place and time (She's very fine)
'Cause it's a silent night in the sea
And if you're cosmic'ly conscious you'll see
Why she's a princess incarnate to me
Daughter of Neptune the ruler of the sea
The queen in Copenhagee (Funky pretty)
The dream of Amsterdamee (Pretty funky)
The cream of gay Parisee (Funky pretty)
The theme of U Say Asee (Pretty funky)
The scene in Great Britainyee (Funky pretty)
The meaning in Los Angees (Pretty funky)
The heat in Tokyosee (Funky pretty)
The treat in Manhattohsee (Pretty funky)
Yeah yeah funky pretty
She said "DonÕt worry itÕs alright
IÕm coming back when the aspects are right"
And now I look in the paper each day
WonderinÕ what my horoscope will say
Funky (oooo funky)
I still remember funky pretty (ooooo)
Why shouldnÕt my Pisces lady tell me why
(Why canÕt you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnÕt my Pisces lady tell me why
(Why canÕt you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnÕt my Pisces lady tell me why
(Why canÕt you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnÕt my Pisces lady tell me why
(Why canÕt you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnÕt my Pisces lady tell me why
(Why canÕt you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnÕt my Pisces lady tell me why
(Why canÕt you tell me why
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There was a mansion on a hill
But deep in a secret kingdom
Where a young prince lived
He had four sisters and four brothers
The prince had a special bedroom on the ground floor
With a window that looked down into a deep deep forest
He could see distant lights from other castles in the kingdom
From his window
During the day
He went to school
When it became night
He stayed by himself
Usually in his secret hidden bedroom
One night
While nearly everyone was asleep
He took out of the attic a radio
And he decided to listen to it
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[Hello I'm the Pied Piper from the far away land of Night]
[Nobody knows anything about my existence]
[I only want to know kids]
[Late at night when people are sleeping]
[I go into their old radios and turn them into magic transistors]
[And fly outside with them]
[I come from such a far away land of Night]
[That I'm fascinated with the funny music I hear on your radios]
[You are the first to know of me]
[You can't see me I'm hidden]
[But you can see the green glow I make]
[I heard you laugh last night]
[I figured that you would be amused by me]
[Listen to this]
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
Then the prince heard something he never knew could be
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
The hidden Pied Piper was laughing
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
As the prince moved his head back and forth with the music going on
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
When the music died down the Piper said that "every night
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
After midnight if you leave your on your transistor radio
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
I'll promise to bring more magic music to you
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
No one" he said " will ever believe you so why tell of me to anyone?
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
You are my only friend of night" said the Pied Piper "and I'll talk to
you again some night"
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
Then the radio was glowing no more
As it fell into the hands of the fascinated prince
He ran back amazed and he hopped right back into bed
That night he dreamt all night
Mostly about his radio and his friend the Pied Piper
The prince did try what the Piper said to do
But for weeks at night
He heard nothing like the music of that magic night
"That Pied Piper must have been joking" he said
"There's nothing but Bach on this radio
I'm gonna throw it back up in the attic for good"
This he sat disbelieving the young prince so loud
That two of his brothers overheard him
The next day those two brothers took the radio from the attic and turned
it on
(Dom dom kingdom)
There it was the music had to be from the Pied Piper himself
(My radio is radiatinÕ through the)
(Dom dom kingdom)
(Through the misty night)
(Through the misty night)
(Dom dom kingdom)
(My radio is radiatinÕ through the)
(Dom dom kingdom)
(Through the misty night)
(Through the misty night)
(Dom dom kingdom)
The prince's sisters ran in their brother's room
(My radio is radiatinÕ through the)
(Dom dom kingdom)
And they were all dancing and screaming with joy
(Through the misty night)
(Through the misty night)
But the transistor was playing too loud
And their mother heard it
(Dom dom kingdom)
"What are you doing there? What is that you're listening too?
Give me that radio at once" she said
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(Pied Piper)
(I'd better get back in bed)
(Hope I'll see you again)
(Pied Piper)
(I'd better get back in bed)
(Hope I'll see you again)
(Pied Piper)
(I'd better get back in bed)
(Hope I'll see you again)
(Pied Piper)
(I'll be running along)
Thirty seconds after he was in bed
He fell back to sleep
The next morning
He had forgotten all about
What had happened the night before
But when night time came once again
His thoughts somehow found their way back
To remembering the fascinating episode of the night before
He he turned out his bedroom light
And sat in his favorite chair
Thoughts danced in his head for a while
"Suppose I went to check and see if my transistor is still down there" he
said "I wonder what would happen"
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He sat up in his open window
Looking quietly down at the path
A firefly flew in his room and flew right out again
Down jumped the prince
And he went again to find his radio
(Magic transistor radio)
(Glowing magic transistor radio)
(Glowing magic transistor radio)
As he made his way he could hear something once again
(Glowing magic transistor radio)
There was that transistor up on the same tree
Then from inside of it came a strange voice
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[Hello I'm the Pied Piper from the far away land of Night]
[Nobody knows anything about my existence]
[I only want to know kids]
[Late at night when people are sleeping]
[I go into their old radios and turn them into magic transistors]
[And fly outside with them]
[I come from such a far away land of Night]
[That I'm fascinated with the funny music I hear on your radios]
[You are the first to know of me]
[You can't see me I'm hidden]
[But you can see the green glow I make]
[I heard you laugh last night]
[I figured that you would be amused by me]
[Listen to this]
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
Then the prince heard something he never knew could be
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
The hidden Pied Piper was laughing
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
As the prince moved his head back and forth with the music going on
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
When the music died down the Piper said that "every night
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
After midnight if you leave your on your transistor radio
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
I'll promise to bring more magic music to you
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
No one" he said " will ever believe you so why tell of me to anyone?
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
You are my only friend of night" said the Pied Piper "and I'll talk to
you again some night"
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
Then the radio was glowing no more
As it fell into the hands of the fascinated prince
He ran back amazed and he hopped right back into bed
That night he dreamt all night
Mostly about his radio and his friend the Pied Piper
The prince did try what the Piper said to do
But for weeks at night
He heard nothing like the music of that magic night
"That Pied Piper must have been joking" he said
"There's nothing but Bach on this radio
I'm gonna throw it back up in the attic for good"
This he sat disbelieving the young prince so loud
That two of his brothers overheard him
The next day those two brothers took the radio from the attic and turned
it on
(Dom dom kingdom)
There it was the music had to be from the Pied Piper himself
(My radio is radiatinÕ through the)
(Dom dom kingdom)
(Through the misty night)
(Through the misty night)
(Dom dom kingdom)
(My radio is radiatinÕ through the)
(Dom dom kingdom)
(Through the misty night)
(Through the misty night)
(Dom dom kingdom)
The prince's sisters ran in their brother's room
(My radio is radiatinÕ through the)
(Dom dom kingdom)
And they were all dancing and screaming with joy
(Through the misty night)
(Through the misty night)
But the transistor was playing too loud
And their mother heard it
(Dom dom kingdom)
"What are you doing there? What is that you're listening too?
Give me that radio at once" she said
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A few days later the king and queen of the castle were invited to a ball
As they were leaving that evening the queen said to the young prince
Who was the eldest of the children
"Take care of the other ones tonight
And don't try to find that radio
We have it hidden away
We'll be home by midnight"
And then she said "goodbye"
The children's mother left
And the party had begun
And the children looked everywhere
High and low
Checking to see if they could find that transistor radio
They couldn't find it they couldn't find it
They looked upstairs and downstairs
All through the castle and finally
All of a sudden they heard a sound
What is that sound is it possible
Could it be the Pied Piper himself
Coming out of the magic transistor radio
Or was it just the wind whistling by the castle window
No one knows if the mysterious Pied Piper of Night
Was the one who came back to visit the princes and princesses again
But if you have a transistor radio and the lights are all out some night
Don't be very surprised if it turns to light green
And the whirling magic sound of the Pied Piper comes to visit you
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)
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