Альбом John Denver

It's a long way from L.A. to Denver
It's a long time to hang in the sky
It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen
My sweet Rocky Mountain paradise
Oh my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise

Springtime is rollin' round slowly
Gray skies are bringin' me down
I can't remember when I've ever been so lonely
I forgot what it's like to be home
Can't remember what it's like to be home

I think on my lady's sweet memories
I think on my children sweet smiles
I think on my home in Starwood in Aspen
All my friends and the snow covered hills
Oh my friends are the snow covered hills

Can I tell you I'm happy to be here
To share and consider this time
For I see here the shadows of changes
And a feeling of new friends to find
And I see here some new friends to find

It's a long way from this place to Denver
It's a long time to hang in the sky
It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen
A sweet Rocky Moutnain paradise
Oh my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Aerie album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album.


Everyday, it's a gettin' closer
Goin' faster than a roller coaster
Love like yours will surely come my way
Hey, hey, everyday, it's a gettin' faster

Everyone said go ahead and ask her
Love like yours will surely come my way
Hey, hey, hey, everyday, seems a little longer
And every way, love's a little stronger
Come what may, do you ever long for true love from me

Everyday, it's a gettin' closer
Goin' faster than a roller coaster
Love like yours will surely come my way
Hey, hey, hey

Everyday, seems a little longer
And every way, a love's a little stronger
Come what may, do you ever long for true love from me

Oh, everyday, it's a gettin' closer
Goin' faster than a roller coaster
Love like yours will surely come my way
Hey, hey, hey

Love like ours will sure be here to stay

Words and music by Charles Hardin and Norman Petty

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Aerie album, and has also been released on the The Country Roads Collection album.


Casey joins the hallow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through the neon darkened corridors
Of silent desperation never speaking to a soul

The poison air he's breathing has a dirty smell of dying
Cause it's never seen the sunshine and it's never felt the rain
But Casey minds the arrows and ignores the fatal echoes
Of the clicking of the turnstyle and the rattle of his chain

Oh she said, Casey it's been so long since I've seen you
Here she said, just a kiss to make a body smile
See she said, I put on new stockings just to please you
Lord she said, Casey can you only stay a while

Casey leaves the underground and stops inside the Golden Crown
For something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his bones
Seeing his reflection in the lives of all the lonely men
Who reach for anything thay can to keep from going home

Standing in the corner Casey drinks his pint of bitter
Never glancing in the mirror at the people passin' by
And he stumbles as he's leavin' and he wonders if the reason
Is the beer that's in his belly or the tear that's in his eye

Oh she said, I suppose you seldom think about me
Now she said, now that you've a family of your own
Still she said, it's so blessed good to feel your body
Lord she said, Casey it's a shame to be alone

Oh she said, Casey it's been so long since I've seen you
Here she said, just a kiss to make a body smile
See she said, I put on new stockings just to please you
Lord she said, Casey can you only stay a while
Lord she said, Casey it's a shame to be alone

Words and Music by Kris Kristofferson

City of New Orleans Lyrics

Ridin' on the City of New OrleansIllinois Central Monday mornin' railThere's 15 cars, and 15 restless riders3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail
All along a southbound oddeusyAnd the train pulls out of KankakeeAnd rolls along past the houses, farms and feildsPassin' trains that have no names And freightyards full of old black menThe grave yards of the rusted automobiles
Singin' good mornin' America, how are you?Sayin' don't you know me I'm your native son?I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.
Dealin' cards with the old men in the club car. Penny a point, aint no one keepin' scorePass the paper bag that holds the bottle.Feel the wheels a rumblin' through the floor.
And the son's of Pullman Porter's and the son's of engineersRide their father's magic carpet made of steelAnd mothers with their fantasies, a rockin' to the gentle breezeAnd the rythym of the rail is all they feel
Singin' good mornin' America, how are you? Sayin' don't you know me I'm your native son. Yes, I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansI'll be gone 500 miles when they day is done.
But its twilight on the City of New Orleans.Changing cars in Memphis, TenneseeHalf way home, and we'll be there by mornin' Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea
But all the towns and people seemTo fade into a bad dreamAnd the steel rails still ain't heard the newsThe conductor sings hius song againThe passengers will please refrainThis train has got the disapearing blues
Singin' good morning America, how are you?Sayin' don't you know me I'm your native son?I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.

What a friend we have in time
Gives us children, makes us wine
Tells us what to take or leave behind

And the gifts of growing old
Are the stories to be told
Of the feelings more precious than gold

Friends I will remember you, think of you
Pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be friends with you

Babies days are never long
Mother's laugh is baby's song
Gives us all the hope to carry on
Friends I will remember you, think of you
Pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be friends with you

Friends I will remember you,
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be Friends with You

Friends I will remember you,
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I'll still be Friends with You

Oh, I love the changing seasons
Green and growing all around
Smiling faces laughing children
Making such a joyful sound

In my dreams I see tomorrow
Time and children of my own
Someone who will stand beside me
Helping me to make ourselves a home

If your eyes can see tomorrow
Though it might seem far away
If you have some dreams to build on
May we help you today

She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
Well, she pressed her chest against me about the time the jukebox broke
She give me a peck on the back of the neck and these are the words she spoke

Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own

I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
Cause I knew that topless lady, she had something up her sleeve
She danced around the room awhile and she did the hoochy cooch
Yea sing a song all night long tellin' me what to do

Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own

But I was young and hungry and about to leave that place
Just as I was going she looked me in the face
I said "You must know the answer", she said "No, but I'll give it a try"
And to this day we've been livin' our way, here is the reason why

We blew up the TV, threw away the paper
Went to the country, built us a home
Had a lotta children, fed 'em on peaches
They all found Jesus on their own

All of my memories lay in the life of the highway
All of my nights in old motels and sleeping alone
All of my days on the road with no one beside me
All of my dreams of a place that I can call home

Somewhere in the shade near the sound of a sweet singin' river
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm and a family
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere a reason to try

'Cause I'm tired of big cities and so tired of big city ways
Scratchin' off sunsets, and walkin' around in the maze
Some sweet taxi dancer's tryin' to save me from bein' alone
Ah, it's much worse than lonely, there is no place that I really belong


I want to be home

I'm leavin' this city life In my mind I'm flyin' away
I'm leavin' tomorrow and all of the old yesterdays
I'm leavin' the trash cans, the bright lights, the telephone lines
I'm leavin' my sorrows and all of my memories behind
To see what I find

Somewhere in the shade near the sound of a sweet singin' river
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm, and a family
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere a reason to try
Somewhere to grow older, somewhere to laydown and die

Well, I wake up late in the afternoon,
I eat my eggs to the evening news,
and the sun's gone down 'fore I find my shoes,
Music fills the air, but it's all the blues.
And she won't let me fly away
she won't let me fly away
Well, we got no heat and the window's broke,
The storm rains came, ev'rything got soaked
And there's no bread left, nothing here to smoke,
Then the Lord looks down sayin',
"Can't you take a joke?
The palm tree's just a picture on a postcard,
The ocean's just a mem'ry in my dream,


Then a man comes a T.V. sellin' soapsuds
To dirty up my rivers and my streams.
Like a myst'ry movie without an end,
When you think it's over, it just begins,
It's not always true that the good guy wins,
I been down so long that I got the bends.
And she won't let me fly away

she won't let me fly away
she won't let me fly away
she won't let me fly away
she won't let me fly away

Just out of the infantry this morning,
I had to pay my dues across the sea,
But no one back in boot camp ever warned me,
What the readjustment blues would do to me.
"Welcome to Havana", said the pilot,
"We must have made a wrong turn on the way."
"Let's buy some cigars and keep it quiet,
If they don't know we're here we'll get away."
Just as I had realized he was joking,
I saw we were in Washington D.C.,
'Cause there was all the patriotic buildings.
Just like I had seen them on T.V.
It must have been a holiday,
'cause there was this parade.
People carried signs I couldn't read that they had made.
'Till I got closer and my heart fell to my socks;
There was a battle raging and
The air was filled with teargas and rocks.
There was the flag I'd fought against so often,
The one I fought for hanging upside down,
The wind was blowing hard, the dirt was flying,


It made the city sky look dark and brown.
I saw a girl, she could have been my sister,
Except her hair was long and in her face,
She explained this was a demonstration,
Against the war and for the human race.
Now I've seen a lot of strange things in my travels,
Cannibals, yes, and aliens galore,
But I never thought I'd see so many people
Saying we don't want your + + + war!
The troops all had on uniforms
Just like the one I'd worn,
But they were all domestic and my duty chose war.
They carried guns just like the ones across the sea,
Except this time I was the citizen
And they were pointing their guns at me,
Yes, I was just a citizen and
I was walking down the street,
And it was just then that the Readjustment Blues
Got through to me.

I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is still turning they soon will be dry
And all of those who see me, and all who believe in me
Share in the freedom I feel when I fly

Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops
Sail o'er the canyons and up to the stars
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
And all that we can be and not what we are

This song was first released on the Aerie Album. It is the only album it has been released on.


Tools was Baby Rabbit
He was a friend of mine
His Mamma and Pappa
Brothers and Sisters
Left him all behind
He came into our house
Brighten up a couple of days
Tools you made me smile a lot
And I wish you could have stayed

Tools was Baby Rabbit
He was a friend of mine
His Mamma and Pappa
Brothers and Sisters
Left him all behind
He came back our house
but only for a day or two
Tools you made me smile again]
then you made good rabbit stew