Em \\\ D \ \ Who will love a little Sparrow \ \ C \\ \ D \\\ Who's traveled far and cries for rest? Em A \\\ "Not I", said the oak tree, D Hm "I won't share my branches with A \\ no sparrow's nest, \ D Hm And my blanket of leaves won't A Em \\\\\ warm her cold breast." Who will love a little Sparrow And who will speak a kindly word? "Not I", said the swan, "The entire idea is utterly absurd, I'd be laughed at and scorned if the other swans heard." Who will take pity in his heart, And who will feed a starving sparrow? "Not I", said the golden wheat, "I would if I could but I cannot I know, I need all my grain to prosper and grow." Who will love a little Sparrow? Will no one write her eulogy? "I will", said the earth, "For all I've created returns unto me, From dust were ye made and dust we shall be."
Am G Hello darkness, my old friend, G Am I've come to talk with you again, Am - C F - C Because a vision softly creeping, C F - C - C Left its seeds while I was sleeping, F F C And the vision that was planted in my brain C - Am Still remains C - G - G Am Within The Sound Of Silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched The Sound Of Silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb The Sound Of Silence. "Fools" said I, "you do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, (--) And echoed in the wells of silence. And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming. And the signs said: "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in The Sound Of Silence.
C F-C F-C G C - Em F - G C-F G \ As we marched down to Faneri-o C - Em F - G C-F G \ As we marched down to Faneri-o F - G C - G Em - G Am \ Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove Am - G F - G Am-Em C F-C F-C G And they called her name, pretty Peggy-o Come a runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o Come a runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o Come a runnin' down the stairs, pullin' back your yellow hair You're the prettiest little girl I've ever seen-o In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o In a carriage you will ride, with your true love by your side As fair as many maiden in the ar-e-o What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o What will your mother say, when she finds you've gone away To places far and strange, to Faneri-o? If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o If ever I return, all your cities I will burn Am - G F - G Am-Em C \ Destroying all the ladies in the ar-e-o Am - G F - G Am-Em C F-C F-C G-C Destroying all the ladies in the ar-e-o
D Em A7 D \ I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song. \ \ G - C D \ I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for long G \ A7 \ Times hurries on. D C G A7 D \ \ \ And the Leaves That Are Green turn to brown, Hm \ \ \ And they wither with the wind, Em7 A7 \ And they crumble in your hand. Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl. I held her close, but she faded in the night Like a poem I meant to write. And the Leaves That Are Green turn to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. I threw a pebble in a brook And watch the ripples run away And they never made a sound. And the Leaves That Are Green turn to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye, That's all there is. And the Leaves That Are Green turn to brown.
G C \ G \ I hear the drizzle of the rain Am Em C Hm7 \ Like a memory it falls G Hm7 G C \ Soft and warm continuing Am Em D G - C G-C G-C G-C Tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind Through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets To England where my heart lies. My mind's distracted and diffused My thoughts are many miles away They lie with you when you're asleep And kiss you when you start your day. And a song I was writing is left undone I don't know why I spend my time Writing songs I can't believe With words that tear and strain to rhyme. And so you see I have come to doubt All that I once held as true I stand alone without beliefs The only truth I know is you. And as I watch the drops of rain Weave their weary paths and die I know that I am like the rain There but for the grace of you go I.
Dm \ C They say that Richard Cory owns one half \ of this all town, Dm \ A With political connections to spread \ his wealth around. G \ \ \ Born into society, a banker's only child, Dm - C F He had everything a man could want: A \ F power, grace and stile. F \ Dm \ But I work in his factory G \ And I curse the life I'm living \ \ And I curse my poverty \ \ And I wish that I could be, F Dm Oh I wish that I could be, G \ Oh I wish that I could be Dm \ \ \ Richard Cory. The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes: Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show. And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht! Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got. But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be, Oh I wish that I could be, Oh I wish that I could be Richard Cory. He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch, And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much, So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read: "Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head." But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be, Oh I wish that I could be, Oh I wish that I could be Richard Cory.
D \ \ \ \ He was A Most Peculiar Man. Em \ That's what Mrs. Riordan said \ A7 and she should know; D \ She lived upstairs from him G A7 D \ \ She said he was A Most Peculiar Man. D \ \ \ \ He was A Most Peculiar Man. Em \ \ He lived all alone within a house, \ A7 D G Within a room, within himself, A7 D \ \ A Most Peculiar Man. D \ \ \ \ He had no friends, he seldom spoke Em \ And no one in turn ever spoke to him, \ \ 'Cause he wasn't friendly and he didn't care A7 D And he wasn't like them. G A7 D \ \ Oh, no! he was A Most Peculiar Man. D \ \ \ \ He died last Saturday. Em \ He turned on the gas and he went to sleep \ \ With the windows closed so he'd never wake up \ \ To his silent world and his tiny room; \ And Mrs. Riordan says he has \ a brother somewhere A7 \ D \ Who should be notified soon. G - A7 And all the people said, D - Hm | "What a shame that he's dead, G A7 D \ But wasn't he A Most Peculiar Man?"
G C-G G C-G G C-G G C-G G C-G Ap___ril Come She Will Am Em Fmaj Em \ When streams are ripe and swelled with rain; C D G Em May, she will stay, Am Em Am Em \ G C-G G C-G Resting in my arms again. June, she'll change her tune, In restless walks she'll prowl the night; July, she will fly And give no warning to her flight. August, die she must, The autumn winds blow chilly and cold; September I'll remember. A love once new has now grown old.
G \ A winter's day C G \ In a deep and dark December; Am-D7 - C G I am alone, Am - Hm7 Am - Hm7 Gazing from my window to the streets below Am - C D - On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. C G - I Am A Rock, C D G \ Em G I am an island. I've built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It's laughter and it's loving I disdain. I Am A Rock, I am an island. Don't talk of love, But I've heard the word before; It's sleeping in my memory. I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved, I never would have cried. I Am A Rock, I am an island. I have my books And my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I Am A Rock, I am an island. Am7 = D7 G And the rock feels no pain; Am7 = D7 G \ And an island never cries.
Am \ G Am \ Are you going to Scarborough Fair: C Am C=-D Am \ \ \ Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; \ C C = Hm = Am G \ Remember me to one who lives there. Am G-=Am G = Am = G Am \ \ \ She once was a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt: (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; (Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground.) Without no seams nor needle work, (Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountains) Then she'll be a true love of mine. (Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.) Tell her to find me an acre of land: (On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves.) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; (Washes the grave with silvery tears.) Between the salt water and the sea strand, (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.) Then she'll be a true love of mine. Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather: (War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions.) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; (Generals order their soldiers to kill.) And gather it all in a bunch of heather, (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.) Then she'll be a true love of mine. Are you going to Scarborough Fair: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine.
G \ I'm sitting in the railway station. D/F# \ Dm6/F \ E \ Got a ticket for my destination. Am \ On a tour of one night stands F \ My suitcase and guitar in hand. G \ And every stop is neatly planned \ G - D7 G For a poet and a one-man band. G C Homeward Bound, \ G I wish I was, \ C \ Homeward Bound, G Am = G= F= C Home where my thought's escaping, G Am=G = F= C Home where my music's playing, G Am = G = F= C Home, where my love lies waiting D7 G \ Silently for me. Every day's an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines. And each town looks the same to me The movies and the factories And every stranger's face I see Reminds me that I long to be, Homeward Bound, I wish I was, Homeward Bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home, where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Tonight I'll sing my songs again, I'll play the game and pretend. But all my words come back to me In shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me. Homeward Bound, I wish I was, Homeward Bound, Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing, Home, where my love lies waiting Silently for me. Silently for me.
C Em7 Am7 G Slow down, you move too fast. C Em7 Am7 G You got to make the morning last. C Em7 Am7 G Just kickin' down the cobble stones, C Em7 Am7 G C Em7 Am7 G Looking for fun and Feelin' Groovy. C Em7 Am7 G C Em7 Am7 G Ba da da da da da da, Feelin' Groovy. Hello, lamppost, what cha knowing? I come to watch your flowers growing. Ain't cha got no rhymes for me? Doot-in' doo doo, Feelin' Groovy. Ba da da da da da da, Feelin' Groovy. Got no deeds to do, no promises to keep. I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep. Let the morning time drop all its petals on me. Life, I love you, all is groovy! Ba da da da da da da ba bap a dee...
C - G D \ It's a still life water color, C - G D \ Of a now late afternoon, C - G D \ As the sun shines through the curtained lace G G6 Gmaj G6 And shadows wash the room. Em \ \ And we sit and drink our coffee F \ Couched in our indifference, E \ Like shells upon the shore D \ \ You can hear the ocean roar Am G C \ In The Dangling Conversation G D C \ And the superficial sighs, \ G G6 Gmaj G6 The borders of our lives. And you read your Emily Dickinson, And I my Robert Frost, And we note our place with book markers That measure what we've lost. Like a poem poorly written We are verses out of rhythm, Couplets out of rhyme, In syncopated time And The Dangling Conversation And the superficial sighs, Are the borders of our lives. Yes, we speak of things that matter, With words that must be said, "Can analysis be worthwhile?" "Is the theater really dead?" And how the room is softly faded And I only kiss your shadow, I cannot feel your hand, You're a stranger now unto me Lost in The Dangling Conversation And the superficial sighs, In the borders of our lives.
G Hm7 Through the corridors of sleep C/H G Past the shadows dark and deep Hm C/H G G4 - My mind dances and leaps in confusion. G G Hm7 I don't know what is real, C/H G I can't touch what I feel Hm C/H G \ And I hide behind the shield of illusion. D \ C G \ Em \ So I'll continue to continue to pretend Am7 \ Em \ My life will never end, A \ C And Flowers Never Bend \ G \ \ With The Rainfall. The mirror on my wall Casts an image dark and small But I'm not sure at all it's my reflection. I am blinded by the light Of God and truth and right And I wander in the night without direction. So I'll continue to continue to pretend My life will never end, And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall. It's no matter if you born To play the King or pawn For the line is thinly drawn 'tweeen joy and sorrow, So my fantasy Becomes reality, And I must be that I must be and face tomorrow. So I'll continue to continue to pretend My life will never end, And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.
C C/H "Let us be lovers, Am C/G F \ \ \ We'll marry our fortunes together C C/H I've got some real estate Am \ \ \ Here in my bag." Em7 \ A7 \ So we bought a pack of cigarettes, Em7 \ A7 \ And Mrs. Wagner's pies, D C And we walked off G C C/H Am Am/G F \ \ \ To look for Ame___rica. C C/H "Kathy", I said, Am C/G F \ \ \ As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh, C C/H Am \ Am7 \ "Michigan seems like a dream to me now. G \ It took me four days \ \ To hitchhike from Saginaw. D G D Cmaj \ C \ \ I've come to look for Ame____rica." Bbmaj Bb \ Laughing on the bus, C \ \ \ \ Playing games with the faces, Bbmaj \ \ \ She said the man in the gabardine suit C \ \ \ Was a spy. F \ I said, "Be careful, Fmaj \ C C/H C/A \ Am6 \ Fmaj \ His bow tie is really a camera." C C/H "Toss me a cigarette, Am C/G F \ \ \ I think there's one in my raincoat." C C/H "We smoked the last one Am \ \ \ Em7 An hour ago." \ A7 \ \ So I looked at the scenery, \ \ \ She read her magazine; D C G C C/H Am C/G F \ \ \ And the moon rose over an o___pen field. C C/H Am "Kathy, I'm lost", I said, C/G F Fmaj Dm7 F Though I knew she was sleeping. C C/H "I'm empty and aching and Am \ \ \ I don't know why." F \ Counting the cars \ \ On the New Jersey Turnpike. D G They've all come D Cmaj \ C \ To look for Ame____rica, D G D Cmaj \ C \ All come to look for Ame____rica, D G D Cmaj \ C \ All come to look for Ame____rica.
E \ D7 \ G Em And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, G Em C-C/H C/A- Jesus loves you more than you will know C/G D7-D7/C Hm7- Wo wo wo. D7/A G Em God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson, G Em C-C/H C/A- Heaven holds a place for those who pray C/G Am \ E \ \ \ Hey hey hey, hey hey hey. E7 We'd like to know \ \ A little bit about you \ \ For our files. A7 \ We'd like to help you learn \ \ To help yourself. D7 G Look around you. All you see C - C/H Am \ Are sympathetic eyes. E \ Stroll around the grounds D7 \ Until you feel at home. And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know Wo wo wo. God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson, Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey hey hey, hey hey hey. Hide it in a hiding place Where no one ever goes. Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes. It's a little secret, Just the Robinsons' affair. Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids. Coo coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know Wo wo wo. God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson, Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey hey hey, hey hey hey. Sitting on a sofa On a Sunday afternoon, Going to the candidates' debate, Laugh about it, Shout about it, When you've got to choose, Every way you look at it you lose. Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you Ooo ooo ooo. What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson? Joltin' Joe has left and gone away Hey hey hey, hey hey hey.
A-C#m=E D-D0=D#0 F#m7-A-F#4/7-F#7 D-Dm6 A-A7 D A-A7 D A D A When you're weary, feeling small, D - G = D A D A - D A-D When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; A - E= F#m E E - E7 A - Amaj I'm on your side. Oh, when times get rough A7 - A7 = A9 D - H7 E - And friends just can't be found, A7= A9 D - D=D#0 A - F#7 Like a bridge over troubled water D - C#7 F#m - I will lay me down. A7= A9 D - D=D#0 A - F#7 Like a bridge over troubled water D - E4=E6 A D A D A D I will lay me down. When you're down and out, When you're on the street, When evening falls so hard I will comfort you. I'll take your part. When darkness comes And pain is all around, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. A7= A9 D - D=D#0 A - F#m Like a bridge over troubled water D - F#m=C# F#m H7 I will lay me down. Sail on Silver Girl, Sail on by. Your time has come to shine. All your dreams are on their way. See how they shine. If you need a friend, I'm sailing right behind. A7= A9 D - D=D#0 A - F#m Like a bridge over troubled water D - F#m = C# F#m - I will ease your mind. A7= A9 D - D=H7 A - F#m Like a bridge over troubled water D - C#7 F#m H7 A D-F#m D-Dm A I will ease your mind.
Am \ | C I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail. \ Yes I would. C - If I could, C= C/H Am \ I surely would. \ C I'd rather be a hammer than a nail. C Yes I would. C - If I only could, C= C/H Am \ I surely would. F \ Away, I'd rather sail away C \ Like a swan that's here and gone. F \ A man gets tied up to the ground, C He gives the world C - Its saddest sound. C = C/H Am \ \ Its saddest sound. I'd rather be a forest than a street. Yes I would. If I could, I surely would. I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet. Yes I would. If I only could, I surely would.
D \ G D ¦: Celia, you're breaking my heart, G D A \ You're shaking my confidence daily. G D G D Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees, G D A \ I'm begging you please to come home.:¦ D \ Ho-ho-home. D \ G \ D Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia G - D A - D \ Up in my bedroom (making love), \ G \ I got up to wash my face D \ When I come back to bed, A D Someone's taken my place. Celia, you're breaking my heart, You're shaking my confidence daily. Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees, I'm begging you please to come home. Come on home. Poh poh poh... ¦: Jubilation, She loves me again, I fall on the floor and I'm laughing.:¦ Oh oh oh ...
C C C \ I am just a poor boy. \ Am Though my story's seldom told, G \ I have squandered my resistance G7 \ For a pocket full of mumbles, C \ Such are promises \ Am All lies and jest G F Still, a man hears what he wants to hear \ C G F-Em=Dm C \ \ \ And disregards the rest. When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of the railway station, Running scared, Laying low, Seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go, Looking for the places F - Em = Dm C \ Only they would know. Am \ G \ Am \ Lie-la-lie, lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie, lie-la-lie G F C \ \ \ Lie-la-lie la la la la lie-la la la la lie. Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job, But I get no offers, Just a come-on from the whores On Seventh Avenue I do declare, There were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there. Lie la lie ... Then I'm laying out my winter clothes And wishing I was gone, Going home Where the New York City winters Aren't bleeding me, C Em Am \ G \ C \ Leading me, going home. In the clearing stands a boxer, And a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of ev'ry glove that laid him down Or cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame, "I am leaving, I am leaving." But the fighter still remains. Lie la lie ...
F C Bye bye love F C Bye bye happiness F C Hello loneliness C - G C I think I'm gonna cry F C Bye bye love F C Bye bye sweet caress F C Hello emptiness C - G C I feel like I could die C - G C C| Bye bye my love, goodbye G There goes my baby G - Dm C With someone new \ G She sure looks happy G - Dm C I sure am blue C F She was my baby \ G Till he stepped in G - F G Goodbye the romance G Dm C \ That might have been Bye bye love... I'm through with romance I'm through with love I'm through with counting The stars above And here's the reason That I'm so free My loving baby Is through with me Bye bye love...