On the day I was born
The nurses all gathered 'round
They gazed in wide wonder
At the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up
She said, ‘Leave this one alone’
She could tell right away
That I was bad to the bone
Ooh, there ain’t no other way
Baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way (Born this way)
Ooh, there ain’t no other way
Baby, I was born this way
I’m on the right track, baby
I was born this way
On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold
And star-light in your eyes of blue
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we’re apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the star dust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
I woke last night to the sound of thunder
How far-off, I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from nineteen-sixty-two
Ain’t it funny how the night moves?
When you just don’t seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Through autumn’s golden gown we used to kick our way
You always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'Cause you’re not here
'Cause you’re not here
'Cause you’re not here
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away
They call me the breeze
I keep blowing down the road
They call me the breeze
I keep blowing down the road
I ain’t got me nobody
I ain’t carrying me no load
Tell me you’re crazy maybe then I’ll understand
You got your nine iron in the back seat just in case
Heard you’ve gone south well babe you love your new four wheel
I gotta find, find, find, why you always go
When the wind blows
Words don’t come so easy now
'Cause there’s a hole where my heart used to be
Now she’s gone, I have got to choose
But I don’t know now, what’s the use?
And I don’t know now, what’s the use?
'Cause I can’t see which way the wind blows.
Walk on your tip toes, don’t tie no bows,
Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose.
Keep a clean nose, watch the plainclothes,
You don’t need a weather man to know which way the wind blows.
Subterranean Homesick Blues – Bob Dylan
-“BB”-
Any way the wind blows is-a fine with me
Any way the wind blows, it don’t matter to me
‘Cause I’m thru with-a fussin’ and-a fightin’ with-a you
I went out and found a woman who is gonna be true
She makes me oh so happy now, I’m never ever blue
It might seem crazy what I am 'bout to say
Sunshine, she’s here, you can take a break
I’m a hot air balloon that could go to space
With the air, like I don’t care, baby by the way
(Because I’m happy)
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
(Because I’m happy)
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
(Because I’m happy)
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
(Because I’m happy)
Clap along if you feel like that’s what you wanna do
Imagine me and you, I do
I think about you day and night, it’s only right
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight
So happy together
I saw her sitting in the rain
Raindrops falling on her
She didn’t seem to care
She sat there and smiled at me
Then I knew (I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew)
She could make me happy (happy, happy, she could make me very happy)
Flowers in her hair
Flowers everywhere (everywehre)
Here we stand
Like an Adam and Eve
Waterfalls
Garden of Eden
Two fools in love
So beautiful and strong
Birds in the trees
Are smiling upon them
From the age of the dinosaurs, cars have run on gasoline
Where? Where have they gone?
Now, it’s nothing but flowers
In a gadda da vida, honey
Don’t you know that I’m lovin’ you
In a gadda da vida, baby
Don’t you know that I’ll always be true
Oh, won’t you come with me
And take my hand
Oh, won’t you come with me
And walk this land
Please take my hand
Oh, yeah, I’ll tell you somethin’
I think you’ll understand
When I say that somethin’
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
Precious Lord, take my hand,
Lead me on, let me stand,
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn;
Through the storm, through the night,
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand, precious Lord,
Lead me home
Take my hand, precious Lord. Mahalia Jackson
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark.
You’ll Never Walk Alone – from the musical Carousel
-“BB”-