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Get rythm (Joaquin Phoenix / Johnny Cash)
Hey get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues
A little shoeshine boy he never gets lowdown
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the people's feet
On a windy corner of a dirty street
Well I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
He popped his shoeshine rag and then he said
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all your troubles from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Well I sat and listened to the sunshine boy
I thought I was gonna jump with joy
He slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took his shoeshine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you mighty little boy to be a workin' that way
He said I like it with a big wide grin
Kept on a poppin' and he'd say it again
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
It only cost a dime just a nickel a shoe
It does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues
For the good times (Kris Kristofferson)
Don't look so sad. I know it's over
But life goes on and this world keeps on turning
Let's just be glad we had this time to spend together
There is no need to watch the bridges that we're burning
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blow softly against my window
Make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
I'll get along; you'll find another,
And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me.
Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever,
There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me.
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blow softly against my window
Make believe you love me
One more time
For the good times
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THE GREAT AMERICAN SONG TRADITION
PAUL SIMON
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Paul Frederic Simon (born October 13, 1941) is an American musician, singer, songwriter and actor.
Simon's musical career has spanned seven decades. He reached fame and commercial success as half of the duo Simon & Garfunkel, formed in 1956 with Art Garfunkel. Simon was responsible for writing nearly all of their songs, including US number-one singles "The Sound of Silence", "Mrs. Robinson", and "Bridge over Troubled Water".
After Simon & Garfunkel split up in 1970 at the height of their popularity, Simon began a successful solo career. He recorded three acclaimed albums over the next five years.
In 1986, following a career slump, he released Graceland, an album inspired by South African township music, which sold 14 million copies worldwide and remains his most popular solo work.
Simon also wrote and starred in the film One-Trick Pony (1980) and co-wrote the Broadway musical The Capeman (1998) with the poet Derek Walcott. On June 3, 2016, Simon released his 13th solo album, Stranger to Stranger, which debuted at number one on the Billboard Album Chart and the UK Albums Chart.
Simon has earned sixteen Grammy awards for his solo and collaborative work, including three for Album of the Year (Bridge Over Troubled Water, Still Crazy After All These Years, and Graceland), and a Lifetime Achievement Award.
In 2001, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and in 2006 was selected as one of the "100 People Who Shaped the World" by Time.
In 2011, Rolling Stone named Simon one of the 100 greatest guitarists, and in 2015 named him one of the 100 Greatest Songwriters of All Time.
Simon was the first recipient of the Library of Congress's Gershwin Prize for Popular Song in 2007.
Kathy's song (Paul Simon)
I hear the drizzle of the rain Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing 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
The Sound of silence (Paul Simon)
Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains
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 sign said, "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls And tenement halls"
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence
SELECTED DISCOGRAPHY
April come she will (Paul Simon)
April, come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
May, she will stay
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
The Boxer (Paul Simon, Annie Gawenda)
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles
Such are promises
All lies and jest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
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 a railway station
Running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie-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
Leading me
Going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
OR cut him 'til he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains
Lie-la-lie...
Late in the evening (Paul Simon)
The first thing I remember I was lying In my bed
I couldn't of been no more Than one or two
I remember there's a radio Comin' from the room next door
And my mother laughed The way some ladies do
When it's late in the evening And the music s seeping through
The next thing I remember I am walking down the street
I'm feeling all right I'm with my boys
I'm with my troops, yeah And down along the avenue
Some guys were shootin pool And I heard the sound
Of a cappella groups, yeah
Singing late in the evening And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah
Then I learned to play some lead guitar I was underage In this funky bar
And I stepped outside to smoke myself a "J"
And when I came back to the room Everybody just seemed to move
And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play
And it was late in the evening
And I blew that room away
The first thing I remember When you came into my life
I said I'm gonna get that girl No matter what I do
Well I guess I'd been in love before And once or twice I been on the floor
But I never loved no one The way that I loved you
And it was late in the evening And all the music seeping through
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