MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
malvina reynolds - andorra
I want to go to Andorra, Andorra, Andorra,
I want to go to Andorra, it's a place I adore,
They spent four dollars and ninety cents
On armaments and their defense,
Did you ever hear of such confidence?
Andorra, hip hurrah!
In the mountains of the Pyrenees
There's an independent state,
Its population five thousand souls,
And I think they're simply great.
One hundred and seventy square miles big
And it's awf'lly dear to me.
Spends less than five dollars on armaments,
And this I've got to see.
It's governed by a council,
All gentle souls and wise,
They've only five dollars for armaments
And the rest for cakes and pies;
They didn't invest in a tommy gun
Or a plane to sweep the sky,
But they bought some blanks for their cap pistols
To shoot on their Fourth of July.
They live by the arts of farm and field
And by making shoes and hats,
And they haven't got room in their tiny land
For a horde of diplomats;
They haven't got room in their tiny land
For armies to march about,
And if anyone comes with a war budget
They throw the rascals out.
malvina reynolds - are you walking there for me?
Are you walking there for me?
Are you walking there for me?
When you go up to the courthouse
In the town of Albany.
When you're walking up to register,
A gun held at your face,
Are you walking in my place
To make me free.
Here I live in Happy Town
With my freedoms all around,
When I go to cast my ballot
There is none to put me down.
But a man in Mississippi
He will register and die,
And my vote's an empty lie
While that can be.
You are far across the land
And I cannot touch your hand,
But the selfsame flag is flying
At the courthouse where you stand,
And the thug that kicks and beats you
Also drives me to my knee,
While you're standing there for me,
To keep me free.
All the nation's men of law,
They are only men of straw,
While you're being jailed and beaten
Cause you knock at Freedom's door,
And my guarantees of justice
Are a bitter mockery
When they do not reach a hand
To set you free.
Would I be as brave as you?
Would I live through what you do?
Would I face the whip and pistol
To make Freedom's dream come true?
There are heroes in our country
Great as all in history,
And they're walking there for me,
For you and me.
Here I live in Happy Town
With my freedoms all around,
When I go to cast my ballot
There is none to put me down.
But a man in Mississippi
He will register and die,
And my vote's an empty lie
While that can be.
malvina reynolds - backyard blues
Some day you're going to be sorry
For making me sleep in the yard.
I came to you right off of the road,
Hungry and cold and tired.
You fed me a bowl of your good soup,
And I didn't take that so hard,
But when it came night and the town got dark,
You made me sleep in the yard.
You was sleepin in your cozy bed
With sheets and a clean pillow case,
While I slept out there on that canvas cot
With an alley cat to take your place.
You didn't want me to sleep in the house,
You said I was dirty and smelled like a mouse.
I washed up last week when I fell in the creek,
But you made me sleep in the yard.
When I get to be a rock and roll star,
With diamond jeans and a golden guitar,
I won't even wonder where you are,
Cause you made me sleep in the yard.
malvina reynolds - bitter rain
The world's too much for me,
It's getting so
Too much needs doing here
That I can't do.
For me, it's not too bad,
I can't complain,
But somewhere a kid without a coat
Stands in the bitter rain.
The world's too much for me,
It's like the end,
Too many helpless ones
I can't defend.
I can protect myself
From cold and pain,
But somewhere a hungry kid
Walks in the bitter rain.
The world's too much for me
Although I've tried,
Too much goes on, too much
I can't abide.
The old give orders
And the young are slain,
And somewhere a bleeding kid
Dies in the bitter rain.
malvina reynolds - blues street
Once you get to Blues Street
You can't get away,
Even when it's sunny
It's a rainy day
On Blues Street,
Baby, that's no place to go,
I've been to Blues Street,
And I know it's so.
Once you been there, Baby,
You always go again,
You find yourself walking,
And you don't know how you came,
To Blues Street,
Baby, that's no place to go,
I've been to Blues Street,
And I know it's so.
There's a jailhouse there
That's got seventeen floors,
Need no bars on the windows
And no locks on the doors
In Blues Street,
Baby, that's no place to go,
I've been to Blues Street,
And I know it's so.
The people seem so happy,
And they laugh and smile,
But laughing sounds like crying
If you listen for a while,
In Blues Street,
Baby, that's no place to go,
I've been to Blues Street,
And I know it's so.
Life seems mighty easy
On this easy road,
But everybody's carrying
A heavy load,
In Blues Street,
Baby, that's no place to go,
I've been to Blues Street,
And I know it's so.
Stay where life is simple
And the folks are good and kind,
Cause once you get to straying
You can lose your mind,
In Blues Street,
Baby, that's no place to go,
I've been to Blues Street,
And I know it's so.
malvina reynolds - boraxo
Chorus:
It's all right, it's all right,
If you're righteous it's all right,
Tho you've had your hands in blood up to the elbow;
You can always wash them clean with Boraxo.
Boraxo, Boraxo, the greatest stuff of all,
Boraxo in the bathroom, detergents in the hall,
Your dainty feet don't touch the street
Like people poor and mean,
And your conscience is washed clean with Boraxo.
The cop shot Rector on the roof,
The cop is clear of blame,
His uniform was spotless,
His rifle was the same.
The coppers carry dark wood clubs
So blood can not be seen,
And they always wash them clean
With Boraxo.
(Chorus)
The student is protesting,
The copper clubs his hair.
His head is private property
But no one seems to care.
The happiness he's fighting for
Is earth and life and green,
And it can't be scoured clean
With Boraxo.
(Chorus)
malvina reynolds - born in the town
I was born in the town where even the weeds don't show, Yes,
Never planted a sprout to watch it take hold and grow, Yes,
But I lie in my bed and think of a spade,
With my hands on the handle and my foot at the blade,
And I fall asleep like a child of long ago,
Long ago.
I was born in the town where you never see the sky, Yes,
Where the glassed-in walls are shutters to your eye, Yes,
But I lie in my bed like a bird in flight,
Like an eagle riding the windy night,
And I fall asleep with the starlight singing by,
Singing by.
I was born in the town where trust is a banker's name, Yes,
In the town where love is a children's sidewalk game, Yes,
But we lie in our bed like two alone,
Before the world was hardly grown,
And my hand is cupping your shoulder bone,
And under our head is the natural stone,
And the forest leaves protect us from the rain,
From the rain.
malvina reynolds - bury me in my overalls
Bury me in my overalls,
Don't use my gabardines,
Bury me in my overalls
Or in my beat-up jeans.
Give my suit to Uncle Jake,
He can wear it at my wake,
And bury me in my overalls.
The undertaker will get my dough,
The grave will get my bones,
And what is left will have to go
For one of those granite stones,
But this suit cost me two weeks pay
So let it live another day,
And bury me in my overalls.
The grave it is a quiet place,
There is no labor there,
And I will rest more easy
In the clothes I always wear.
This suit was made for warmer climes,
Holidays and happy times,
So bury me in my overalls.
I gave a hand to clear the land
And make the cities rise,
I helped to bring the harvest in
And lay the railroad ties.
I boomed about from east to west,
It's time I had a little rest,
So bury me in my overalls.
And when I get to heaven
Where they tally work and sin,
They'll open up those pearly gates
And holler, "Come on in!
A workin stiff like you, we know,
Has had his share of Hell below,
So come to glory in your overalls!"
malvina reynolds - daddy's in the jail
Daddy's in the jail, Oh yes.
Daddy's in the jail, Oh yes.
Daddy's in the jail tho he did no wrong,
And how are we goin' to get along? Oh yes.
Mama is working, Oh yes.
Mama is working, Oh yes.
Fifty a week and seven plates,
Worry's at the door and that makes eight, Oh yes.
Daddy's in the jail, Oh yes.
Daddy's in the jail, Oh yes.
I ask my mama the reason why,
Doesn't know the answer, all she does is cry, Oh yes.
Wrote to my daddy, Oh yes.
Wrote to my daddy, Oh yes.
Asked my daddy, the answer came back,
They put me into jail cause my skin is black, Oh yes.
Daddy's in the jail, Oh yes.
Daddy's in the jail, Oh yes.
They call him a panther, but that can't be,
Panther's in the forest, running free, Oh yes.
malvina reynolds - dialectic
It's hard to believe that people live in such palaces,
With fine carved wood and carpets like clouds on the floor,
And ride around in gold-plated automobiles,
With a flunky to drive and a flunky to open the door.
It's hard to believe, but people do live that way,
And that's why thousands live on the river bank,
And have hardly enough to eat from day to day.
It's hard to believe that thousands live in such shanties
Or are jammed into slums where we do not usually go,
And they don't know how they'll make it to the next pay-day,
If they have a pay-day, that is, when things get slow.
It's hard to believe but people do live that way,
And that's why a few live in real palaces,
And cannot spend money as fast as they get it,
No matter how hard they try,
Or how many houses and automobiles they buy.
malvina reynolds - don't bother me
Don't bother me, I have some things to do,
Don't bother me, I have to tie my shoe,
Don't bother me, I'm standing like a tree,
Spin like a top, I can't stop,
Don't bother me.
Don't bother me, I have to hurry by,
Don't bother me, I'm learning how to fly,
Don't bother me, I'm buzzing like a bee,
Roll down the hill, can't keep still,
Don't bother me.
Don't bother me, I'm thinking something nice,
Don't bother me, I'm sliding on the ice,
Don't bother me, I'm singing "Toodle-dee,"
Boat on the bay, sailing away,
Don't bother me.
malvina reynolds - eight candles
Eight candles shine for the Maccabees.
Eight candles shine for the Maccabees.
Down from the mountains with Liberty's sword,
They came like the flame of the Lord.
Chorus:
Dance the horah,
Light the menorah,
This is the time of joy.
The road to freedom we take today
With the Maccabees leading the way.
Eight candles shine for the Maccabees.
Eight candles shine for the Maccabees.
The tyrant was routed with all of his men,
And the temple made holy again.
(Chorus)
Eight candles shine for the Maccabees.
Eight candles shine for the Maccabees.
Hanukah's children will never forget
The glory that shines for us yet.
(Chorus)
malvina reynolds - free enterprise
The air you breathe is poison, the food you eat is worse,
The dollars in your pay check are pennies in your purse.
In full page advertisements they praise it to the skies,
They tie it up with fancy bows and dress it up in fancy clothes,
It still offends the gentle nose, free enterprise.
Chorus:
Free enterprise, it's free enough no doubt.
Anything they give away you're better off without.
The bandits of the old days would hide their heads in shame,
Their old-time buccaneering was hardly worth the name.
They used to end on gibbets and dance against the skies,
And now they live on top the town and sport their minks and cars around
And buy up Congress by the pound, free enterprise.
(Chorus)
There's nothing free about it, you pay at every turn,
Except the guys in Wall Street who have the stuff to burn.
They had to make new brain machines to count their profits' rise,
But since there's always room for more they still can make the market soar--
A little war does wonders for free enterprise.
(Chorus)
They gag you if you holler, they kick you if you sneeze,
They throw you in the hoosegow for singing songs like these.
The only way to like it is to close your ears and eyes,
It's good for G. M. Company, Morgan and the A and P,
But it's just no darn good for me, free enterprise.
(Chorus)
malvina reynolds - from way up here
From way up here the earth looks very small,
It's just a little ball of rock and sea and sand,
No bigger than my hand.
From way up here the earth looks very small,
They shouldn't fight at all
Down there, upon that little sphere.
Their time is short, a life is just a day,
You'd think they'd find a way.
You'd think they'd get along
And fill their sunlit days with song.
From way up here the earth looks very small,
It's just a little ball,
So small, so beautiful and clear.
Their time is short, a life is just a day,
Must be a better way,
To use the time that runs
Among the distant suns.
From way up here the earth is very small,
It's just a little ball,
So small, so beautiful and dear.
malvina reynolds - god bless the grass
God bless the grass that grows thru the crack.
They roll the concrete over it to try and keep it back.
The concrete gets tired of what it has to do,
It breaks and it buckles and the grass grows thru,
And God bless the grass.
God bless the truth that fights toward the sun,
They roll the lies over it and think that it is done.
It moves through the ground and reaches for the air,
And after a while it is growing everywhere,
And God bless the grass.
God bless the grass that grows through cement.
It's green and it's tender and it's easily bent.
But after a while it lifts up its head,
For the grass is living and the stone is dead,
And God bless the grass.
God bless the grass that's gentle and low,
Its roots they are deep and its will is to grow.
And God bless the truth, the friend of the poor,
And the wild grass growing at the poor man's door,
And God bless the grass.
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