1964/1993
Paul Simon lyrics
Paul Simon lyrics
"America Lyrics"
Cloudburst At Shingle Street Lyrics
We climb the cliffs and hang from trees wrap the rocks and the beach state of shock at flick of switch (mindless) into the
We climb the cliffs and hang from trees wrap the rocks and the beach state of shock at flick of switch (mindless) into the
"Let us be lovers,
We'll marry our fortunes together.
I've got some real estate
Here in my bag."
So we bought a pack of cigarettes,
And Mrs. Wagner's pies,
And walked off
To look for America.
"Kathy," I said,
As we boarded a
I Was Made To Love Her Lyrics
(Hey hey yes I was made to love her) I was born in Little Rock Had a childhood sweetheart We were always hand in han-an-an-an-and
Greyhound in Pittsburgh,(Hey hey yes I was made to love her) I was born in Little Rock Had a childhood sweetheart We were always hand in han-an-an-an-and
"Michigan seems like a dream to me now.
It took me four days
To hitchhike from Saginaw.
I've come to look for America."
Laughing on the bus,
Playing games with the faces,
She said the man in the gabardine suit
Was a spy.
I s
Ready For The Rain Lyrics
(J. Edwards / J. Northrup / M. Jones / T. Thomas) Early in the mornin' Before the daylight I hear the sound of thunderaid, "Be careful,
His bow tie is really a camera."
"Toss me a cigarette,
I think there's one in my raincoat."
"We smoked the last one
An hour ago."
So I looked at the scenery,
She read her magazine;
And the moon rose over an open field.
"Kath
(J. Edwards / J. Northrup / M. Jones / T. Thomas) Early in the mornin' Before the daylight I hear the sound of thunder
His bow tie is really a camera."
"Toss me a cigarette,
I think there's one in my raincoat."
"We smoked the last one
An hour ago."
So I looked at the scenery,
She read her magazine;
And the moon rose over an open field.
"Kath
Running Down The Road Lyrics
words and music by Arlo Guthrie Running down the road Make my get away Everything I told you was just yesterdayy, I'm lost," I said,
Though I knew she was sleeping.
"I'm empty and aching and
I don't know why."
Counting the cars
On the New Jersey Turnpike.
They've all come
To look for America,
All come to look for America,
All come to look for America.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie Running down the road Make my get away Everything I told you was just yesterday
Though I knew she was sleeping.
"I'm empty and aching and
I don't know why."
Counting the cars
On the New Jersey Turnpike.
They've all come
To look for America,
All come to look for America,
All come to look for America.