John Denver

[fox69]

"Singing Skies And Dancing Waters"

"Singing Skies And Dancing Waters"


So many years ago, I can't remember now, someone was waiting for me.
I had the answers to all of my questions, love was so easy to see. I didn't know.
When I was younger, I should have known better, I thought that nothing was new.
Through all the spaces, in all of the changes, the one I lost sight of was you.
I didn't know, I didn't know.
I could see you in singing skies and dancing waters, laughing children, growing old,
and in the heart and in the spirit, and in the truth when it is told.

My life became shaded and I grew afraid and I needed to find my way home.
I just couldn't see you, I thought that I'd lost you.
I never felt so much alone. Are you still with me?
Somehow in reason, I lost sight of season, tides rolling out and rolling in.
Sometimes in evening when daylight was leaving, I though I'd never see you again.
Are you still with me? Are you still with me?
I'm with you in singing skies and dancing waters, laughing children, growing old,
and in the heart and in the spirit, and in the truth when it is told.

If my faith should falter and I should forsake you and find myself turning away,
will you still be there? Will you still be there?
I'll be there in singing skies and dancing waters laughing children, growing old,
and in the heart and in the spirit, and in the truth when it is told.

 

[fox69]

"Sleepin' Alone"

"Sleepin' Alone"


For someone who's got everything, life can still be rough.
If things aren't what you're looking for, there's never quite enough.
And all the tea in China won't make a house a home,
you can be a millionaire and still be sleepin' alone.
Oh, there might be some one night stands to ease the pain inside,
or someone you can call around If you've lost all your pride.
Please don't be mistaken, I don't mean to put that down,
I know there's times when anything is better than sleepin' alone.
Sleepin' alone can make a bottle just about your dearest friend.
Sleepin' alone can make you swear to God this night will never end.

You know that it's not company you are looking for,
You know it's not just pleasure, know it's something more.
You know it's not the answer if it's not like coming home,
It's the one who's there who doesn't really care that's worse than sleepin' alone.
Sleepin' alone can make a bottle just about your dearest friend.
Sleepin' alone can make you swear to God this night will never end.
For someone who's got everything, life can still be rough.
If things aren't what you're looking for, there's never quite enough.
And all the tea in China won't make a house a home,
you can be a millionaire and still be sleepin' alone.
You might be a millionaire and still be sleepin' alone.

 

[fox69]

"Some Days Are Diamonds"

"Some Days Are Diamonds"


When you ask how I've been here without you, I like to say I've been fine, and I do.
But we both know the truth is hard to come by. And if I told the truth, that's not quite true.
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone. Some times the hard times won't leave me alone.
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones.
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone.

Now the face that I see in my mirror, more and more is a stranger to me.
More and more I can see there's a danger in becoming what I never thought I'd be.
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone. Some times the hard times won't leave me alone.
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones.
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone.

Some days are diamonds, some days are stone. Some times the hard times won't leave me alone.
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones.
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone.

 

[fox69]

"Somethin' About"

"Somethin' About"


There's somethin' about the ocean rising up to meet the shoreline.
Somethin' about a river the way it runs to meet the sea.
There's somethin' about a rainfall and it's like the gift of living.
There's somethin' about the water that makes me sing.
Oh, somethin' about the mountains rising right straight up to heaven.
And somethin' about a canyon in the shade of a cottonwood tree.
Somethin' about the desert in the afterglow of evening.
There's somethin' about the west that makes me sing.

There's somethin' about the way you love me baby.
There's somethin' about the way your lips meet mine.
There's somethin' about the way you like to touch me.
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine.
There's somethin' about the way you love me baby.
There's somethin' about the way your lips meet mine.
There's somethin' about the way you like to touch me,
it really turns me on and makes this little light shine.

There's somethin' about the forest in the latter days of August.
There's somethin' about the country on the very first day of springtime.
There's somethin' about a wheatfield, oh you know I love the prairie.
There's somethin' about the land that makes me sing.

 

[fox69]

"Song For The Life"

"Song For The Life"


I don't drink as much as I used to, lately it just ain't my style.
And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to,
They pass quickly like when I was a child.
Somehow I've learned how to listen for a sound like the sun going down.
In the magic the morning is bringing, there's a song for the life I have found.
It keeps my feet on the ground.

Don't the midsummer days sit so heavy.
But don't they flow like a breeze through your mind.
And nothing occurs in a hurry to make up for someone's lost time.
Somehow I've learned how to listen for a sound like the sun going down.
In the magic the morning is bringing, there's a song for the friend I have found.
She keeps my feet on the ground.

Somehow I've learned how to listen for a sound like the breeze dying down.
In the magic the morning is bringing, there's a song for the life I have found.
It keeps my feet on the ground. Ooh, yes, it keeps my feet on the ground.

 

[fox69]

"Song Of Wyoming"

"Song Of Wyoming"


I'm weary and tired, I've done my day's riding, nighttime is rolling my way.
The sky's all on fire and light's slowly fading, peaceful and still ends the day.
Out on the trail, night birds are calling, singing their wild melody.
Down in the canyon, cottonwood whispers a song of Wyoming for me.

Well I've wandered around the town and the city, tried to figure the how and the why.
I stopped all my scheming, I'm just drifting and dreaming, watching the river roll by.
Here comes that big old prairie moon rising, shining down bright as can be.
Up on the hill there's a coyote singing a song of Wyoming for me.

Now it's whiskey and tobacco and bitter black coffee, a lonesome old dogie am I.
But waking up on the range, Lord, I feel like an angel, Feel like I almost could fly.
Drift like a cloud out over the badlands, sing like a bird in the tree.
The wind in the sage sounds like heaven singing a song of Wyoming for me.
A song of Wyoming for me.

 

[fox69]

"Songs Of..."

"Songs Of..."


Songs of the future, songs of the past, songs of the first day, songs of the last,
songs of tomorrow, songs of the play, songs of the struggle, songs of the way.

Songs of the future, songs of the past, songs of the first day, songs of the last,
songs of tomorrow, songs of the play, songs of the struggle, songs of the way.

 

[fox69]

"Southwind"

"Southwind"


The wheels go down, I'm back in town, three months full of summer and nothing to do.
It's been a strain at the reins but the picture remains,
southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love.

For sixty-one days I got caught in the maze, twenty thousand watching the songs go by.
The lights come down in an East Texas town,
southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love.

I couldn't wait until, till I got back home to you.
Or to get my fill of these California summer nights.

It's good to be home, my, how the children have grown.
Screen door's barking out that old familiar tune.
Games at the park, but honey, wait until dark,
southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love.

I couldn't wait until, till I got back home to you.
Or to get my fill of these California summer nights.

The wheels go down, I'm back in town, three months full of summer and nothing to do.
It's been a strain at the reins but the picture remains,
southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love.
southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love.
All my love, yeah, all of my love to you. All my love to you, yeah.

 

[fox69]

"Spirit"

"Spirit"


His spirit joined as so was formed ten thousand years ago.
Between the swan and Hercules where even dark clouds glow.
To live with grace, to ride the swell, to yet be strong of will.
To love the wind, to learn its song, an empty space to fill.
Apollo taught me to rhyme, Orpheus taught me to play.
Andromeda cast down her sign and Vega lights my way.

Smoke rings in a galaxy, an endless flight through time.
Lyra gave her harp to him and left him free to climb.
A winter's journey from the moon to reach the summer sun.
To rise again, to sing for you a song that's yet unsung.
Apollo taught me to rhyme, Orpheus taught me to play.
Andromeda cast down her sign and Vega lights my way.

His spirit joined as so was formed ten thousand years ago.
Between the swan and Hercules where even dark clouds glow.
To live with grace, to ride the swell, to yet be strong of will.
To love the wind, to learn its song, an empty space to fill.

 

[fox69]

"Starwood In Aspen"

"Starwood In Aspen"


It's a long way from L.A. to Denver, it's a long time to hang in the sky.
It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise,
oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise.

Springtime is rolling 'round slowly, gray skies are bringing me down.
Can't remember when I've ever been so lonely,
I've forgot what it's like to be home, can't remember what it's like to be home.

I think of my lady's sweet memory, I think on my children's sweet smiles.
I think of my home at Starwood in Aspen, all my friends and the snow-covered hills,
oh, my friends are the snow-covered hills.

Can I tell you I'm happy to be here to share and consider this time?
For I see here the shadows of changes, and a feeling of new friends to find,
and I see here some new friends to find.

It's a long way from this place to Denver, it's a long time to hang in the sky.
It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise,
oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise.