MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
clifford t. ward - water
I don't mind eternity
Now I've seen you alright
I can face forever
I'm sick of the light
And the lyin' and the cheatin'
I'm a fool and I'm bleedin'
Let me bleed.
I don't mind uncertainty
I've been certain enough
But I don't need adversity
I've had more than enough
You will not laugh and watch me cryin'
You will not spit in my face again
I don't need you when I'm dyin'
You will not cut me down.
There's no answer to my prayer
And still I know you're there
How can I forget?
How can you forget?
I can face eternity
Maybe I'll get some peace
Send me all uncertainty
I'm ending this lease
There's a thinking you call wishful
There's a God you call mine
There's a suffering you don't wish for
And it's all water
clifford t. ward - antecipation
I don't think that I've ever had a warmer experience than
The time you came round for tea and stayed much later than
You anticipated; oh, but you were shy
So we drank a little and talked a lot, an' then we drank some more
And you laughed a little an' drank a lot and said you'd like some more.And much later when decent folk are safely tucked in bed
We were dancing round and round, a spinning top for my head
I anticipated what would happen next
But you drank a little and talked a lot, an' then you drank some more
And you laughed a little and drank a lot and went to sleep on the floor.
I anticipated what would happen next
But you drank a little and talked a lot, an' then you drank some more
And you laughed a little an' drank a lot and went to sleep on the floor
Went to sleep on the floor
Went to sleep on the floor
Went to sleep on the floor
Went to sleep on the floor
clifford t. ward - a day to myself
It's all so different now
From just a few weeks ago
When April was about to smile on England
And I had to go.
So here I am again
Far from where the blackbird sings
And lanes I love to walk along
Lost in my thoughts
And what of you my love
Though you're so far away
Yet so close to me in all I do and see.
And so on my day off
I could have chosen monuments
Historic chateau, palaces
Or finding ways of improving my French
Instead I wandered out alone
Here where woods and fields abound
And in a quiet corner found the resting place
Of English soldiers killed in war.
And what of them my love
Who died so far from home
No last farewell kiss
All that remains is this.
It makes me so ashamed to feel alone
Whatever would they think of me
For I shall see my love again.
It's all so different now
From those few years ago
When April smiled so sweetly still
And they had to go
clifford t. ward - a dream
Last night I had the strangest dream
In which I found myself alone
And stumbling through an endless night
I surely was afraid.
Then out the blackness came a light
And then a voice that spoke to me
I am the pilgrim sent to you
It's time for your journey.
Christian are you there still? I'm so tired
And I don't no where I am
It seems such a long way I want to make it
But I don't know if I can.
Christian won't you help me find my way?
It's kind of difficult and I'm falling by the wayside
Christian won't you help me find my way?
It's kind of difficult and I'm falling by the wayside.
Once more I'm alone now
Gone is the light, and the face I thought I saw
Out there is a kingdom far in the distance
It's the place I'm looking for.
Oh Christian won't you help me find my way?
It's kind of difficult and I'm falling by the wayside
Christian won't you help me find my way?
It's kind of difficult and I'm falling by the wayside.
Now I saw in my dream
That Christian and Hopeful went in at the gate
And low as they entered they were transfigured
And they had raiment put on that shone like gold
I looked in after them and behold the city shone like the sun
The streets also were paved with gold
And in them walked many men with crowns on their heads
Palms in their hands and golden harps to sing praises with all
And after that they shut up the gates
Which when I had seen I wished myself among them.
Christian won't you help me find my way?
It's kind of difficult and I'm falling by the wayside
Christian won't you help me find my way?
It's kind of difficult and I'm falling by the wayside
Christian won't you help me find my way?
It's kind of difficult and I'm falling by the wayside
(Repeat and fade).
clifford t. ward - a sad affair
She is well versed in this affair
And so encounters it with care
She knows him well - too well
And all he's thinking of
But she will keep it to herself.
The only man she's ever known
Is breaking up her heart and home
And such is love
That she would die for him
While he would treat her carelessly.
And so accustomed as she is
To other women such as this
When he goes out
And children softly sleep
She sits down by herself and cries
clifford t. ward - a sad cliché
She's causing a commotion it's a curious thing
Everyone thought she was a delicate thing
And now they're making her learn the hard way
Say, what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?
They're dragging her through courtrooms with tears on her face
She cries out for help from God in disgrace
But all she gets is the chairman of the bench
Mentioning background, and would it not benefit all if she went . .
She comes from a family who seem unaware
That we're a nation of Christians love and money to share
And we have the best education system today
Say, what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?
"We simply cannot tolerate this sort of behaviour in the community"
"Young people have more opportunities today than ever before, I really think ..."
"You have to be taught a lesson"
"You do not seem to understand, we're trying to help"
"In view of the circumstances we are going to send you to a detention centre
for six months, it is for your own good you understand".
clifford t. ward - a song for susan
Susan wants to be a secretary
She has all the necessary requirements
But since her mom left home, her dad's gone to pieces
And she has to stay and look after
Her brothers and sisters and all the housework.
Oh what a waste of education
Oh what a waste of education
Oh what a waste of education
Oh what a waste of education.
She was trying so hard in all her subjects
And her school report made it clear
That a little more concentration would make
All the difference to her work.
But the subject she needed a little more help in
Was one that was not in the curriculum
The subject she needed a little more help in
Was one that was not on the time-table -
About the art of combining washing and ironing
And shopping and cooking and such . . . .
With homework essays, exam revision, punctuality
Prefect duties, choir practice, and
Playing for the school netball team.
Oh what a waste of education
Oh what a waste of education
Oh what a waste of education
Oh what a waste of education.
It's such a big responsibility
When you're only sixteen years old
And your friends are going out, buying new clothes
Going to discos, talking boyfriends,
Sending for college prospectuses
clifford t. ward - all modern conveniences
Old fashioned she might be
Dated like last year's pop-song
Ageing like this year's calendar
It's a wonder she can still raise a smile.
But in spite of her pension
Governments and Ascension Day
She can.
Her local vicar serves her "pie in the sky"
While her M. P. talks about the policy for European entry
In jargon she does not understand
She's not interested
She makes do, she says she's happy
Talking of her late husband
Who looks down from the mantlepiece
She says she's happy
Says she's happy
Says she's happy
Oh she says she's happy.
She likes her television
'Crossroads', 'Coronation Street'
And Robin Day's bow tie
She likes the quiz shows
Where people win a lot of money
And that makes sense to her
She likes to listen to the radio
Music, Clifford T., She says he's nice
He's flattered.
Birth, marriage, death
She needs the local newspaper
Derek writes what she likes to read
But they're knocking down her house now
To build some more
Knocking down her house now
To build some more.
She can read about it on the front page
Or buy the same plot with new bricks
For ten thousand pounds
Central heating, separate dining room
Detached garage
All modern conveniences
clifford t. ward - always think about you
I can wonder at
Wonder why
It's always been the same
I've heard lies and
Children cryin'
Still I hear your name.
And I always think about you night and day
And I wonder where you are
And I think about you night and day
I still love you.
I don't wonder at
My despair
At everything I see
People dying and
Little care
It all comes back to me.
And I always think about you night and day
And I wonder where you are
Always think about you night and day
I still love you.
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And I always think about you night and day
And I wonder where you are
Always think about you night and day
I still love you.
And I always think about you night and day
And I wonder where you are
And I think about you night and day
I still love you.
clifford t. ward - are you really interested
On the table by the window stood the vase with nothing in it
And over by the door was where you cried and felt embarrassed
Then you said something about there being no flowers in it
And I was all confused and you were looking quite your saddest
So come on girl and let me know just what I've got to do
You know I'd rather lose my life than give up loving you
Does everything we talked about now seem irrelevant?
Oh won't you say either way am I the one you want?
Are you really interested? Are you really sure?
Tell me once again, and I won't ask you anymore.
Are you really interested? Are you really sure?
Tell me once again, and I won't ask you anymore.
Do you remember when we could not find our way?
It was unimportant then unlike it is today
'Cause all that mattered was the way you smiled at me
And I was sure of you 'cause you were sure of me
So come on girl and let me know just what I mean to you
Are you sincere? do you still hear me like you used to do?
Come on girl make up your mind I'd really like to know
Are we all spent or permanent? do you stay or do you go?
Are you really interested? Are you really sure?
Tell me once again, and I won't ask you anymore.
Are you really interested? Are you really sure?
Tell me once again, and I won't ask you anymore
clifford t. ward - avenue dreams
Every moment that I spent with you
I looked forward to
And if it should happen again
I'll know what to do.
But now my memories lean on Avenue Dreams
In which I get closer to you.
Whatever is in my way
Take all these cul-de-sac blues away.
If it should be my good fortune
To find you again
It could not come a minute too soon
I look now and then
Meanwhile I'm walkin' on down my Avenue Dreams
In which I get closer to you.
Whatever is in my way
Take all these cul-de-sac blues away
clifford t. ward - before the world was round
I remember when
You said the world must be flat
Because you'd fallen off the edge
There you were just floatin'
Holdin' on to my hand
So safe and self-assured
An' it's not easy
Watchin' you walk out on me
An' simple dreams from way back when
The view was so much better then
Before the world was round.
An' I remember when
You said there must be a God
Because he answered you
And so I found you floatin'
Reachin' out for my love
And how I sheltered you
An' it's not easy
Watchin' you just walk away
From hopes that seem more tangible
An' dreams were far more plentiful
Before the world was round.
You have learnt your independence
All too soon your science grew
An' you've turned your fine attendance
On to someone new.
An' it's not easy
Watchin' you walk out on me
An' simple dreams from way back when
The view was so much better then
Before the world was round
clifford t. ward - birmingham
Birmingham, don't mean the one over in Alabam
There is no-one who's been through more than you
And still come through with love to spare
You really care, you lovely lady you.
Birmingham, with your air so cosmopolitan
Well I don't mean that disrespectfully
For you have always shared you home
With all who've come to love you like I do.
It's time you city people turned to look
And take a leaf out of this lady's book.
Birmingham, you may not be a Venice or a Cannes
But you have shown us what life's all about
It's time to shout your praises round
They'll never knock you down
We love you Birmingham.
Birmingham
Good old Birm
Birmingham
clifford t. ward - both of us
Love has gone as surely as it came
Leavin' me mistaken
Leavin' you no shame
But that's not all
A child will be forsaken
Thinkin' she was safe
And who will be to blame?
We gotta put away the heartache
You gotta quell your desire
We gotta sacrifice, we must not break
You gotta put out the fire.
Thrown in my dreams, my hopes an' expectations
Believe me, I don't wanna make a fuss
But I can't allow you these new found aspirations
This little girl needs both of us.
You' gotta put away the yearnin'
We gotta hide all the pain
You gotta sacrifice the burnin'
Well let me help you smile again.
Remember sunny days when we would laugh
An' we would play
Throwin' stones in the sea, makin' castles in the sand
An' all those rainy days when we would walk
And stay out late
An' she'd go splashing in the puddles
Got her stockings saturated
Comin' home tired in the dark
Pickin' up sticks
An' kicking at the leaves
Laughin' at those crazy women
She was smilin' at the men.
But love has gone as surely as it came
Leavin' me mistaken
Leavin' you no shame
If that's not enough
A child will be forsaken
Thinkin' she was safe
Now sharin' all the pain.
We gotta put away the heartache
You gotta quell your desire
We gotta sacrifice, we must not break
You gotta put out the fire.
You' gotta put away the yearnin'
We gotta hide all the pain
You gotta sacrifice the burnin'
Well let me help you smile again
clifford t. ward - carrie
Carrie won't you write? don't let me worry
You know that it's right, and still I worry
We don't have the time to quarrel like we do
Life is so unkind, don't let's help it too.
Carrie won't you come or meet me half way?
You don't have to run or play it my way.
I concede to you, it's the simple thing to do
Pride ain't got no place, the future's in your face.
(Carrie won't you write)
(You know that it's right)
I concede to you, it's the simple thing to do
Pride ain't got no place, the future's in your face.
Carrie won't you write
Carrie won't you write
Carrie won't you write
Carrie won't you write
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