John Denver

[fox69]

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"(You Dun Stomped) On My Heart"

"(You Dun Stomped) On My Heart"


I told you that I loved you, you said that is so good.
I called you my darling, I thought I always would.
But now you've gone and left me, I don't know what to do.
So my little darling, I write these words to you.

You dun stomped on my heart and you mashed that sucker flat.
You just sorta stomped on my aorta.
You started going out with guys. I felt us drift apart.
And every step you took was a stomp on my heart.

I only hope that someday, you get them low down blues.
In some smoky honky-tonk you'll look down at your shoes.
You'll think about that tender heart that you crushed beneath them soles.
With your cold busting stompers, you left my heart so full of holes.

You dun stomped on my heart and you mashed that sucker flat.
You just sorta stomped on my aorta.
You started going out with guys. I felt us drift apart.
And every step you took was a stomp on my heart.
And every step you took was a stomp on my heart.

 

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"60-Second Song For A Bank - "May We Help You Today?""

"60-Second Song For A Bank - "May We Help You Today?""


Oh, I love the changing seasons. Green and growing all around.
Smiling faces, laughing children, making such a joyful sound.
In my dreams, I see tomorrow, time and children of my own.
Someone who will stand beside me, helping me to make ourselves a home.
If your eyes can see tomorrow, though it might seem far away.
If you have some dreams to build on, may we help you today?

 

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"A Baby Just Like You"

"A Baby Just Like You"


The sea son is upon us now, a time for gifts and giving.
And as the year draws to its close, I think about my living.
Christmas time when I was young, the magic and the wonder.
But colors dull and candles dim and dark my standing under.

Oh, little angel, shining light, you've set my soul to dreaming.
You've given back my joy in life, you filled me with new meaning.

A savior King was born that day, a baby just like you.
And as the Magi came with gifts, I come with my gift too.
That peace on earth fills up your time and brotherhood surrounds you,
That you may know the warmth of love and wrap it all around you.

It's just a wish, a dream I'm told from days when I was young,
Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas everyone.
Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas everyone.

 

[fox69]

"A Country Girl In Paris"

"A Country Girl In Paris"


A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine. Memories of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain.
It's such a contradiction, a heart that's filled with pain,
A country girl in Paris dreaming Nashville in the rain.
She walks along the boulevard, Champs, Elysee.
Thinks about a country boy three thousand miles away,
Pride is such a hard thing, it's such a price to pay
to be all alone in Paris with true love so far away.

Up upon Montmartre when she stops to rest awhile,
all the artists look at her and they long to paint her smile.
For even in her sorrow there's something in her eyes
that makes the young men jealous, makes the old men sigh.

They say the loss of innocence is always linked to pain
for once the heart is opened nothing ever is the same.
And so the evening lends itself to lovers and romance,
the way to heal a broken heart is to give true love just one more chance.

A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine. Memories of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain.
It's such a contradiction, a heart that's filled with pain,
A country girl in Paris dreaming Nashville in the rain.
A country girl in Paris, longing for Nashville in the rain.

 

[fox69]

"A Little Further North"

"A Little Further North"


The sun sinks behind me in the west, this is the time of day I love best.
Salt breezes murmur through the coconut palm,
as the colors change, they set a scene of tropic calm.
Seagulls headed back to land, over the mangrove and the salt pan.
By a lazy creek with a six pack and a fishing line,
win back some memories and losing track of time.
I head a little further north each year. Leave the cities behind, out of sight out of mind.
Up where my troubles can all disappear I head a little further north each year.

Feeling the night wrap around me, eases my mind's serenity.
Ocean waves are humming on the outer reef,
these balmy days and sultry nights are a welcome relief.

I head a little further north each year, taking my mind to an easier time.
Up where there's silence and the night sky is clear, I head a little further north each year.
I head a little further north each year, taking my mind to an easier time.
Up where there's silence and the night sky is clear, I head a little further north each year.

 

[fox69]

"A Wild Heart Looking For Home"

"A Wild Heart Looking For Home"


Life in the city gets all closed in when you stand in a crowd all alone.
Wishing that someone would call out your number, hoping that someone might phone.
Nights in the city can drive you crazy, there so very much going on.
Try to get quiet, you'll miss out on something like someone who's looking for,
someone who's looking...

There, I almost got caught again, lost in the night all alone.
With nowhere to hide, crying inside, a wild heart looking for home.

Sleeping without you is always cold, the nights are so dark and so long.
Dreaming of touching your face in the moonlight, filling the silence with song.
Living without you, the days are endless, the clock winding steadily down.
Imagining footsteps, your hand at the gatepost, the wind shuts the open door,
the wind shuts the open...

There, I almost got caught again, lost in the night all alone.
With nowhere to hide, crying inside, a wild heart looking for home.

The songbird, she trembles all day long. She sings as if her poor heart must break.
Watching the freedom that flies past her window, dreaming won't fit in a cage.
Fly away songbird, the wind still loves you, your prison is forsaken at last.
Follow your dreaming, you're bound up to heaven, you're reaching for something more,
reaching for something...

There, I almost got caught again, lost in the night all alone.
With nowhere to hide, crying inside, a wild heart looking for
there, I thought of your face again, a vision to have and to hold.
My spirit still sings, I'm flying again, a wild heart looking for home.
A wild heart looking for home.

 

[fox69]

"African Sunrise"

"African Sunrise"


African sunrise, shine on a brand new day. African sunrise, show us a brand new way.
Give us a brand new morning, show us forever beginning to stand on our own.
African sunrise, smile on my African home.

In this hour of quiet contemplation, the stillness of the dawning calms my mind.
I face the day with heartfelt exaltation, the light is both a promise and a sign.
In the darkness, we have lost the son of our sister, though the beauty of his spirit lingers still.
This was a child of love, a child of laughter, who cannot understand the way I feel.

Is it not the sun that gives the seasons? Is it not the sun that brings the rain?
Our throats are choked with dust, but we're still singing.
Our song will not be silenced by the pain.

All around the village I could hear the roosters crowing.
There was a time it was like music to my ears.
Now all I can hear is the sound of hungry babies crying.
I pray for rain to wash away their tears.

African sunrise, light of a brand new day. African sunrise, light of a brand new way.
With one who will be our brother, and one who will be our partner and teach us to know.
African sunrise, smile on my African home.
African sunrise, smile on my African home. African sunrise.

 

[fox69]

"Alaska And Me"

"Alaska And Me"


When I was a child and I lived in the city, I dreamed of Alaska so far away.
And I dreamed I was flying over mountains and glaciers,
somehow I knew that I'd live there one day.
Well it took me some growing, and a fair bit of schooling,
and a little bit of trouble to get on the move.
And I felt like a loser but I turned out the winner, when I came to Alaska the land that I love.
Here's to Alaska, here's to the people, here's to the wild and here's to the free.
Here's to my life in a chosen country, here's to Alaska and me.

I was born in a cabin on little Mulchatna, raised in hard times but I had a good life.
From the first time I flew with my father a singing, I knew that I'd wind up a bush pilot's wife.
We sleep near the sound of a slow running river and wake up most mornings to a drizzling rain.
And we face every day like the first or the last one with nothing to lose and Heaven to gain.
Here's to Alaska, here's to the people, here's to the wild and here's to the free.
Here's to my life in a chosen country, here's to Alaska and me, oh, here's to Alaska and me.

 

[fox69]

"Alfie: The Christmas Tree"

"Alfie: The Christmas Tree"


Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas Tree
who just didn't want to change the show
He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels, he liked icicles and snow.

He liked wolves and eagles and grizzly bears
and critters and creatures that crawled.
Why bugs were some of his very best friends, spiders and ants and all.

Now that's not to say that he ever looked down on the vision of twinkling lights,
or on mirrored bubbles and peppermint canes and a thousand other delights.
And he often had dreams of tiny reindeer
and a jolly old man and a sleigh full of toys and presents and wonderful things,
and the story of Christmas Day.

Oh, Alfie believed in Christmas all right, he was full of Christmas cheer.
All of each and every day and all throughout the year.

To him it was more than a special time much more than a special day,
It was more than a beautiful story. it was a special kind of way.

You see, some folks have never heard a jingle bell ring,
And they've never heard of Santa Claus.
They've never heard the story of the Son of God. And that made Alfie pause.

Did that mean that they'd never know of peace on earth
or the brotherhood of man?
Or know how to love, or know how to give? If they can't, no one can.
You see, life is a very special kind of thing, not just for a chosen few.
But for each and every living breathing thing. Not just me and you.

So in your Christmas prayers this year, Alfie asked me if I'd ask you
to say a prayer for the wind, and the water, and the wood,
and those who live there, too.

 

[fox69]

"All Of My Memories"

"All Of My Memories"


All of my memories lay in the lights of the highway.
All of my nights in old motels and sleeping alone.
All of my days on the road with no one beside me.
All of my dreams of a place that I can call home.
Somewhere in the shade, near the sound of a sweet singing river.
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky.
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm and a family.
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere a reason to try.

'Cause I'm tired of big cities, and so tired of big city ways.
Scratching off sunsets, and walking around in the maze.
Some sweet taxi dancer trying to save me from being alone.
Ah, it's much worse than lonely, there is no place that I really belong, I want to be home.
I'm leaving this city life, and by night I'm flying away.
I'm leaving tomorrow and all of the old yesterdays.
I'm leaving the trash cans, the bright lights, and telephone lines.
I'm leaving my sorrows and all of my memories behind to see what I find.

Somewhere in the shade, near the sound of a sweet singing river.
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky.
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm and a family.
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere to lay down and die.