I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain 3

Well, I was born one morning, when the sun didn’t shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
Loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss hollered, ‘Well, bless my soul’

You load sixteen tons and what do get?
You get another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store

Stretching that fence all day long
Post-hole diggers and a come-along
Sweatin’ out a livin’ in the Texas heat
My money’s runnin’ thin and life ain’t cheap

And this hard work ain’t cuttin’ it lately
Repo man callin’ all the time
This honest wage ain’t savin’ us baby
So I’m setting up shop where the sun don’t shine

Worked construction for a while in St. Louis
I was helping build a great big new motel
It rained so much, I couldn’t make the payments
I sold my car, it didn’t run too well
Got a job at making stovepipes in Ohio
But it rained so much, I moved along again
It never seemed to rain when you were with me
Or I just didn’t notice rain back then

Out of work, I’m out of my head
Out of self respect, I’m out of bread
I’m underloved, I’m underfed
I wanna go home

It never rains in California
But girl, don’t they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours

God didn’t make those little green apples
It don’t rain in Indianapolis in the summer time
And there’s no such thing as Dr. Seuss,
or Disneyland or Mother Goose or nursery rhymes

Indiana wants me
Lord, I can’t go back there
Indiana wants me
Lord, I can’t go back there
I wish I had you to talk to

Back home again in Indiana
And it seems that I can see
That gleaming candlelight still shining bright
Through the sycamores for me

That new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
From the fields I used to roam
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indiana home

I can feel the morning sunlight
I can smell the new-mown hay
I can hear God’s voice is calling
On my golden skylight way

Una paloma blanca
I’m just a bird in the sky
Una paloma blanca
Over the mountains, I fly
No one can take my freedom away

There’s a bright golden haze on the meadow
There’s a bright golden haze on the meadow
The corn is as high as an elephant’s eye
And it looks like it’s climbing clear up to the sky

And I need time no more
(tomorrow)
When you can’t cry no more
(tomorrow)
And a love died before
(tomorrow)
Look behind no more
(tomorrow)

It’s just another fine day, recall
Don’t follow me down, no more
As we rise we form
A new gold dawn

'Omet!

To light

When your day is long
And the night, the night is yours alone
When you’re sure you’ve had enough
Of this life, well hang on

Don’t let yourself go
'Cause everybody cries
Everybody hurts sometimes

It’s been a hard day’s night
And I’ve been working like a dog
It’s been a hard day’s night
I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you
I find the things that you do
Will make me feel all right

I been drinkin’ muddy water, sleepin’ in a hollow log
I been drinkin’ muddy water, sleepin’ in a hollow log
Lord if I can’t be your kinman,
I ain’t gonna be your dog

Yeah, down by the river
Down by the banks of the river Charles
Oh, that’s what’s happenin’, baby
That’s where you’ll find me
Along with lovers, muggers, and thieves
Oh, but they’re cool people

Well, I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston, you’re my home

I’ve seen the bright lights of Memphis
And the Commodore Hotel
And underneath a street lamp, I met a southern belle
Oh, she took me to the river, where she cast her spell
And in that southern moonlight, she sang this song so well

Seen the lights go out on broadway
I saw the Empire State laid low
And life went on beyond the Palisades
They all bought Cadillacs
And left there long ago
They held a concert out in Brooklyn
To watch the island bridges blow
They turned our power down
And drove us underground
But we went right on with the show

And the lamb lies down on Broadway.
Early morning Manhattan,
Ocean winds blow on the land.
Movie-Palace is now undone,
The all-night watchmen have had their fun.
Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show,
It’s the same old ending - time to go.
Get out!

It was an early morning yesterday
I was up before the dawn
And I really have enjoyed my stay
But I must be moving on

Oh, I want to see you soon
But I wonder how.
It was a new day yesterday,
But it’s an old day now.

New day rising
New day rising
New day rising
New day rising
New day rising
New day rising