Bob Dylan Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics)

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:16

A Fool Such As I

Now and then there's a fool such as I
Pardon me if I'm sentimental, came to say goodbye
Don't be angry, don't be angry with me, should I cry
When you are gone, I will dream a little dream as years go by
Now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I.

Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love and now you happened to be untrue
I am a fool but I love you, dear, yes I will until the day I die.
Now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I.

Pardon me if I'm sentimental, came to say goodbye
Don't be angry, don't be angry with me, should I cry
When you are gone, when you are gone, I will dream a little
I will dream as years go by
Now and then, now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I.

Now and then there's a fool, a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love and now you say that we are through
I am a fool, yes, but I love you dear, I will love you dear
Till the day, till the day I die
Now and then, now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I.
Now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I.
Now and then there is a fool, a fool such as I.

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:17

All Along The Watchtower

'There must be some way out of here' said the joker to the thief
'There's too much confusion', I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth.

'No reason to get excited', the thief he kindly spoke
'There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late'.

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:18

Arthur McBride

Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside
Mark know what followed and what did betide
For it bein' on Christmas morninNow, for recreation, we went on a tramp
And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp
And a little wee drummer intending to camp
For the day bein' pleasant and charming.

'Good morning, good morning,' the sergeant he cried
'And the same to you gentleman,' we did reply
Intending no harm but means to pass by
For it bein' on Christmas morning
'But,' says he, 'My fine fellows, if you will enlist
Ten guineas in gold I'll stick in your fist
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust
And drink the king's health in the morning.

'For a soldier, he leads a very fine life
And he always is blessed with a charming young wife
And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strike
And he always lives pleasant and charminAnd a soldier he always is decent and clean
In the finest of clothing he's constantly seen
While other poor fellows go dirty and mean
And sup on thin gruel in the morning'.

'But,' says Arthur, 'I wouldn't be proud of your clothes
For you've only the lend of them, as I suppose
But you're dare not change them one night, for you know
If you do, you'll be flogged in the morning
And although that we're single and free
We take great delight in our own company
We have no desire strange places to see
Althoug that your offers are charming.

'And we have no desire to take your advance
All hazards and dangers we barter on chance
For you'd have no scruples for to send us to France
Where we could get shot without warning'Oh no,' says the Sergeant, 'I'll have no such chat
And neither will I take it from snappy young brats
For if you insult me with one other word
I'll cut off your heads in the morning'.
And Arthur and I, we soon drew our hogs
And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades
When a trusty shillelagh came over their head
And bid them take that as fair warning
And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
'Now take them up, devils !' cried Arthur McBride
'And temper their edge in the morning!'.

And the little wee drummer, we flattered his bow
And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow
Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll
And bade it a tedious returning
And we havin' no money, paid them off in cracks
We paid no respect to their two bloody backs
And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks
And left them for dead in the morning.

And so, to conclude and to finish disputes
We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits
For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts
And bid them look sharp in the morning.

Oh, me and my cousin, one Artur McBride
As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside
Mark now what followed and what did betide
For it bein' on Christmas morning.

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:19

As I Went Out One Morning

As I went out one morning
To breathe the air around Tom Paine's
I spied the fairest damsel
That ever did walk in chains
I offer'd her my hand
She took me by the arm
I knew that very instant
She meant to do me harm.

'Depart from me this momentI told her with my voice
Said she, 'But I don't wish toSaid I, 'But you have no choice'I beg you, sir', she pleaded
From the corners of her mouth
'I will secretly accept you
And together we'll fly south'.

Just then Tom Paine, himself
Came running from across the field
Shouting at this lovely girl
And commanding her to yield
And as she was letting go her grip
Up Tom Paine did run
'I'm sorry, sir', he said to me
'I'm sorry for what she'd done'.

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:19

Baby, Let Me Follow You Down

- I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge.
Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on
The green pastures of the Harvard University. -

Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

Can I come home with you, baby can I come home with you ?
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me come home with you.

Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down
Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me follow you down.

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:24

Ballad In Plain D

I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze
With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn
I courted her proudly, but now she is gone
Gone as the season she's taken.

Through young summer's breeze, I stole her away
From her mother and sister, though close did they stay
Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day
With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us.

Of the two sister, I loved the young
With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one
The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone
By the jealousy of others around her.

For her parasite sister, I had no respect
Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect
Countless visions of the other she'd reflect
As a crutch for her scenes and her society.

Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused
The changes I was going through can't even be used
For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose
The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime.

With unseen consciousness, I possessed in my grip
A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped
Noticing not that I'd already slipped
To a sin of love's false security.

From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace
Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies
Till the tombstones of damage read me no question but, 'Please
What's wrong and what's exactly the matter ?
And so it did happen, like it could have been foreseen
The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream
At the peak of the night, the king and the queen
Tumbled all down into pieces.

'The tragic figure' her sister did shout
'Leave her alone, God damn you, get outAnd I in my armor, turning about
And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness.

Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound
Her sister and I in a screaming battleground
And she in between, the victim of sound
Soon shattered as a child to the shadows.

All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight
I gagged in contradiction, tears blinding my sight
My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night
Leaving all of love's ashes behind me.

The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet
The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet
I think of her often and hope whoever she's met
Will be fully aware of how precious she is.

Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me
'How good, how good does it feel to be free '?
And I answer them most mysteriously
'Are birds free from the chains of the skyway'?

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:24

Ballad Of A Thin Man

You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, 'Who is that man ?You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home.

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?

You raise up your head
And you ask, 'Is this where it is ?
And somebody points to you and says
'It's hisAnd you says,
'What's mine ?And somebody else says,
'Where what is ?And you say, 'Oh my God
Am I here all alone ?
But something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?

You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, 'How does it feel
To be such a freak ?And you say,
'ImpossibleAs he hands you a bone.

And something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?

You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To all give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations.
You've been with the professors
And they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known.

But something is happening here
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, 'Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan'.

And you know something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?

Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word 'NOWAnd you say, 'For what reason ?And he says, 'How ?And you say, 'What does this mean ?And he screams back, 'You're a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home'.

Because something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?

Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin' around
You should be made
To wear earphones.

Does something is happening
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:25

Big Yellow Taxi

They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot
A pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot
Don't it always go to show
You never know what you got till it's gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.

They took all the trees, they put them in a tree museum
They charged the people a dollar and a half just to see them
Don't it always go to show
You never know what you got till it's gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.

Hey farmer, farmer, put away that D.D.T
Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please,
Don't it always go to show
You never know what you got till it's gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.

Late last night I heard my screen door slam
A big yellow buldozer took away the house and land
Don't it always go to show
You never know what you got till it's gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:26

Black Diamond Bay

Up on the white veranda
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat
Her passport shows another face
From another time and place
She looks nothing like that
And all the remnants of her recent past
Are scattered in the wild wind
She walks across the marble floor
Where a voice from the gambling room is calling her to come on in
She smiles, walks the other way
As the last ship sails and the moon fades away
From Black Diamond Bay.

As the morning light breaks open the Greek comes down
And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write
'Pardon monsieur' the desk clerk says
Carefully removes his fez
'Am I hearing you right ?And as the yellow fog is lifting
The Greek is quickly heading for the second floor
She passes him on the spiral staircase
Thinking he's the Sovjet Ambassador
She starts to speak, but he walks away
As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches away
On Black Diamond Bay.

A soldier sits beneath the fan
Doing business with a tiny man who sells him a ring
Lightning strikes, the light blow out
The desk clerk wakes and begins to shout
'Can you see anything ?Then the Greek appears on the second floor
In his bare feet with a rope around his neck
While a loser in the gambling room lights up a candle
Says 'Open up another deckBut the dealer say 'Attendez-vous, s'il vous pl itAs the rain beats down and the cranes fly away
From Black Diamond Bay.

The desk clerk heard the woman laugh
As he looked around the aftermath and the soldier got tough
He tried to grab the woman's hand
Said, 'Here's a ring it cost a grandShe said, 'That ain't enoughThen she ran upstairs to pack her bags
While a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb
She passed the door that the Greek had locked
Where a handwritten sign read, 'Do not disturbShe knocked on it anyway
As the sun went down and the music did play
On Black Diamond Bay.

'I've got to talk to someone quick !But the Greek said, 'Go away' and he kicked the chair to the floor
He hung there from the chandelier
She cried, 'Help there's danger near
Please open op the doorThen the volcano erupted
And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above
The soldier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner
Thinking of forbidden love
But the desk clerk said 'It happens every dayAs the stars fell down and the fields burned away
On Black Diamond Bay.

As the island slowly sank
The loser finally broke the bank in the gambling room
The dealer said 'It's too late now
You can take you money, but I don't know how
You'll spend it in the tombThe tiny man bit the soldier's ear
As the floor caved in and the boiler in the basemen blew
While she's out on the balcony where a stranger tell her
'My darling je vous aime beacoupShe sheds a tear and then begins to pray
As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away
From Black Diamond Bay.

I was siting home alone one night in LA
Watching old Cronkite on the seven o'clock news
It seems there was an earthquake that
Left nothing but a Panama hat
And a pair of old Greek shoes
Didn't seem like much was happening
So I turned it off and went to grab another beer
Seems like every time you turn around
There's another hard-luck story that you're gonna hear
And there's really nothing anyone can say
And I never did plan to go anyway
To Black Diamond Bay.

**Başak** · 14.08.08, 19:27

Blackjack Davey

Black Jack Davey come a-ridin' on back
A whistlin' loud and merry
Made the woods around him ring
And he charmed the heart of a lady
Charmed the heart of a lady.

'How old are you, my pretty little miss
How old are you, my honey ?She answered to him with a lovin' smile
'I'll be sixteen come Sunday
Be sixteen come Sunday'.

'Come and go with me, my pretty little miss
Come and go with me, my honey
Take you where the grass grows green
You never will want for money
You never will want for money.

'Pull off, pull off them high-heeled shoes
All made of Spanish leather
Get behind me on my horse
And we'll ride off together
We'll both go off together'.

Well she pulled off them high-heeled shoes
Made of Spanish Leather
Got behind him on his horse
And they rode off together
They both rode off together.

At night the boss came home
Inquirring about his lady
The servant spoke before she thought
'She's been with Black Jack Davey
Rode off with Black Jack Davey'.

'Well, saddle for me my coal-black stud
He's speedier than the gray
I rode all day and I'll ride all night
And I'll overtake my lady
I'll bring back my lady'.
Well, he rode all night till the broad daylight
Till he came to a river raginAnd there he spied his darlin' bride
In the arms of Black Jack Davey
Wrapped up with Black Jack Davey.

'Pull off, pull off them long blue gloves
All made of the finest leather
Give to me your lily-white hand
And we'll go home together
We'll both go home together'.

Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves
All made of the finest leather
Gave to him her lily-white hand
And said goodbye forever
Bid farewell forever.

'Would you forsake your house and home
Would you forsake your baby ?
Would you forsake your husband too
To go with Black Jack Davey
Ride off with Black Jack Davey ?'.

'Well, I'll forsake my house and home
And I'll forsake my baby
I'll forsake my husband too
For the love of Black Jack Davey
Love my Black Jack Davey.

Last night I slept in a feather bed
Between my husband and baby
Tonight I lay on the river banks
In the arms of Black Jack Davey
Love my Black Jack Davey'.

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14.08.08, 19:17	#2 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	All Along The Watchtower All Along The Watchtower 'There must be some way out of here' said the joker to the thief 'There's too much confusion', I can't get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. 'No reason to get excited', the thief he kindly spoke 'There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late'. All along the watchtower, princes kept the view While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

14.08.08, 19:18	#3 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Arthur McBride Arthur McBride Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside Mark know what followed and what did betide For it bein' on Christmas morninNow, for recreation, we went on a tramp And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp And a little wee drummer intending to camp For the day bein' pleasant and charming. 'Good morning, good morning,' the sergeant he cried 'And the same to you gentleman,' we did reply Intending no harm but means to pass by For it bein' on Christmas morning 'But,' says he, 'My fine fellows, if you will enlist Ten guineas in gold I'll stick in your fist And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust And drink the king's health in the morning. 'For a soldier, he leads a very fine life And he always is blessed with a charming young wife And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strike And he always lives pleasant and charminAnd a soldier he always is decent and clean In the finest of clothing he's constantly seen While other poor fellows go dirty and mean And sup on thin gruel in the morning'. 'But,' says Arthur, 'I wouldn't be proud of your clothes For you've only the lend of them, as I suppose But you're dare not change them one night, for you know If you do, you'll be flogged in the morning And although that we're single and free We take great delight in our own company We have no desire strange places to see Althoug that your offers are charming. 'And we have no desire to take your advance All hazards and dangers we barter on chance For you'd have no scruples for to send us to France Where we could get shot without warning'Oh no,' says the Sergeant, 'I'll have no such chat And neither will I take it from snappy young brats For if you insult me with one other word I'll cut off your heads in the morning'. And Arthur and I, we soon drew our hogs And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades When a trusty shillelagh came over their head And bid them take that as fair warning And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides We flung them as far as we could in the tide 'Now take them up, devils !' cried Arthur McBride 'And temper their edge in the morning!'. And the little wee drummer, we flattered his bow And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll And bade it a tedious returning And we havin' no money, paid them off in cracks We paid no respect to their two bloody backs And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks And left them for dead in the morning. And so, to conclude and to finish disputes We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts And bid them look sharp in the morning. Oh, me and my cousin, one Artur McBride As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside Mark now what followed and what did betide For it bein' on Christmas morning.

14.08.08, 19:19	#4 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	As I Went Out One Morning As I Went Out One Morning As I went out one morning To breathe the air around Tom Paine's I spied the fairest damsel That ever did walk in chains I offer'd her my hand She took me by the arm I knew that very instant She meant to do me harm. 'Depart from me this momentI told her with my voice Said she, 'But I don't wish toSaid I, 'But you have no choice'I beg you, sir', she pleaded From the corners of her mouth 'I will secretly accept you And together we'll fly south'. Just then Tom Paine, himself Came running from across the field Shouting at this lovely girl And commanding her to yield And as she was letting go her grip Up Tom Paine did run 'I'm sorry, sir', he said to me 'I'm sorry for what she'd done'.

14.08.08, 19:19	#5 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Baby, Let Me Follow You Down Baby, Let Me Follow You Down - I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge. Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on The green pastures of the Harvard University. - Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world If you just let me follow you down. Can I come home with you, baby can I come home with you ? Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world If you just let me come home with you. Baby let me follow you down, baby let me follow you down Well I'll do anything in this godalmighty world If you just let me follow you down. Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world If you just let me follow you down.

14.08.08, 19:24	#6 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Ballad In Plain D Ballad In Plain D I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn I courted her proudly, but now she is gone Gone as the season she's taken. Through young summer's breeze, I stole her away From her mother and sister, though close did they stay Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. Of the two sister, I loved the young With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone By the jealousy of others around her. For her parasite sister, I had no respect Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect Countless visions of the other she'd reflect As a crutch for her scenes and her society. Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused The changes I was going through can't even be used For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime. With unseen consciousness, I possessed in my grip A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped Noticing not that I'd already slipped To a sin of love's false security. From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies Till the tombstones of damage read me no question but, 'Please What's wrong and what's exactly the matter ? And so it did happen, like it could have been foreseen The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream At the peak of the night, the king and the queen Tumbled all down into pieces. 'The tragic figure' her sister did shout 'Leave her alone, God damn you, get outAnd I in my armor, turning about And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness. Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound Her sister and I in a screaming battleground And she in between, the victim of sound Soon shattered as a child to the shadows. All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight I gagged in contradiction, tears blinding my sight My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night Leaving all of love's ashes behind me. The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet I think of her often and hope whoever she's met Will be fully aware of how precious she is. Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me 'How good, how good does it feel to be free '? And I answer them most mysteriously 'Are birds free from the chains of the skyway'?

14.08.08, 19:24	#7 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Ballad Of A Thin Man Ballad Of A Thin Man You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, 'Who is that man ?You try so hard But you don't understand Just what you'll say When you get home. Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? You raise up your head And you ask, 'Is this where it is ? And somebody points to you and says 'It's hisAnd you says, 'What's mine ?And somebody else says, 'Where what is ?And you say, 'Oh my God Am I here all alone ? But something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak And says, 'How does it feel To be such a freak ?And you say, 'ImpossibleAs he hands you a bone. And something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks To get you facts When someone attacks your imagination But nobody has any respect Anyway they already expect you To all give a check To tax-deductible charity organizations. You've been with the professors And they've all liked your looks With great lawyers you have Discussed lepers and crooks You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books You're very well read It's well known. But something is happening here And you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you And then he kneels He crosses himself And then he clicks his high heels And without further notice He asks you how it feels And he says, 'Here is your throat back Thanks for the loan'. And you know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? Now you see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word 'NOWAnd you say, 'For what reason ?And he says, 'How ?And you say, 'What does this mean ?And he screams back, 'You're a cow Give me some milk Or else go home'. Because something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? Well, you walk into the room Like a camel and then you frown You put your eyes in your pocket And your nose on the ground There ought to be a law Against you comin' around You should be made To wear earphones. Does something is happening And you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ?

14.08.08, 19:25	#8 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Big Yellow Taxi Big Yellow Taxi They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot A pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot Don't it always go to show You never know what you got till it's gone ? They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot. They took all the trees, they put them in a tree museum They charged the people a dollar and a half just to see them Don't it always go to show You never know what you got till it's gone ? They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot. Hey farmer, farmer, put away that D.D.T Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please, Don't it always go to show You never know what you got till it's gone ? They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot. Late last night I heard my screen door slam A big yellow buldozer took away the house and land Don't it always go to show You never know what you got till it's gone ? They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot

14.08.08, 19:26	#9 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Black Diamond Bay Black Diamond Bay Up on the white veranda She wears a necktie and a Panama hat Her passport shows another face From another time and place She looks nothing like that And all the remnants of her recent past Are scattered in the wild wind She walks across the marble floor Where a voice from the gambling room is calling her to come on in She smiles, walks the other way As the last ship sails and the moon fades away From Black Diamond Bay. As the morning light breaks open the Greek comes down And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write 'Pardon monsieur' the desk clerk says Carefully removes his fez 'Am I hearing you right ?And as the yellow fog is lifting The Greek is quickly heading for the second floor She passes him on the spiral staircase Thinking he's the Sovjet Ambassador She starts to speak, but he walks away As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches away On Black Diamond Bay. A soldier sits beneath the fan Doing business with a tiny man who sells him a ring Lightning strikes, the light blow out The desk clerk wakes and begins to shout 'Can you see anything ?Then the Greek appears on the second floor In his bare feet with a rope around his neck While a loser in the gambling room lights up a candle Says 'Open up another deckBut the dealer say 'Attendez-vous, s'il vous pl itAs the rain beats down and the cranes fly away From Black Diamond Bay. The desk clerk heard the woman laugh As he looked around the aftermath and the soldier got tough He tried to grab the woman's hand Said, 'Here's a ring it cost a grandShe said, 'That ain't enoughThen she ran upstairs to pack her bags While a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb She passed the door that the Greek had locked Where a handwritten sign read, 'Do not disturbShe knocked on it anyway As the sun went down and the music did play On Black Diamond Bay. 'I've got to talk to someone quick !But the Greek said, 'Go away' and he kicked the chair to the floor He hung there from the chandelier She cried, 'Help there's danger near Please open op the doorThen the volcano erupted And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above The soldier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner Thinking of forbidden love But the desk clerk said 'It happens every dayAs the stars fell down and the fields burned away On Black Diamond Bay. As the island slowly sank The loser finally broke the bank in the gambling room The dealer said 'It's too late now You can take you money, but I don't know how You'll spend it in the tombThe tiny man bit the soldier's ear As the floor caved in and the boiler in the basemen blew While she's out on the balcony where a stranger tell her 'My darling je vous aime beacoupShe sheds a tear and then begins to pray As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away From Black Diamond Bay. I was siting home alone one night in LA Watching old Cronkite on the seven o'clock news It seems there was an earthquake that Left nothing but a Panama hat And a pair of old Greek shoes Didn't seem like much was happening So I turned it off and went to grab another beer Seems like every time you turn around There's another hard-luck story that you're gonna hear And there's really nothing anyone can say And I never did plan to go anyway To Black Diamond Bay.

14.08.08, 19:27	#10 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Başak Moderator Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Jan 2008 Mesajlar: 7.449 Konular: 6324 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:14360 Rep Gücü:167 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 53 719 Mesajına 1.316 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Blackjack Davey Blackjack Davey Black Jack Davey come a-ridin' on back A whistlin' loud and merry Made the woods around him ring And he charmed the heart of a lady Charmed the heart of a lady. 'How old are you, my pretty little miss How old are you, my honey ?She answered to him with a lovin' smile 'I'll be sixteen come Sunday Be sixteen come Sunday'. 'Come and go with me, my pretty little miss Come and go with me, my honey Take you where the grass grows green You never will want for money You never will want for money. 'Pull off, pull off them high-heeled shoes All made of Spanish leather Get behind me on my horse And we'll ride off together We'll both go off together'. Well she pulled off them high-heeled shoes Made of Spanish Leather Got behind him on his horse And they rode off together They both rode off together. At night the boss came home Inquirring about his lady The servant spoke before she thought 'She's been with Black Jack Davey Rode off with Black Jack Davey'. 'Well, saddle for me my coal-black stud He's speedier than the gray I rode all day and I'll ride all night And I'll overtake my lady I'll bring back my lady'. Well, he rode all night till the broad daylight Till he came to a river raginAnd there he spied his darlin' bride In the arms of Black Jack Davey Wrapped up with Black Jack Davey. 'Pull off, pull off them long blue gloves All made of the finest leather Give to me your lily-white hand And we'll go home together We'll both go home together'. Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves All made of the finest leather Gave to him her lily-white hand And said goodbye forever Bid farewell forever. 'Would you forsake your house and home Would you forsake your baby ? Would you forsake your husband too To go with Black Jack Davey Ride off with Black Jack Davey ?'. 'Well, I'll forsake my house and home And I'll forsake my baby I'll forsake my husband too For the love of Black Jack Davey Love my Black Jack Davey. Last night I slept in a feather bed Between my husband and baby Tonight I lay on the river banks In the arms of Black Jack Davey Love my Black Jack Davey'.

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