Harry Chapin (1942-1981)
Both that these song were an initial released on take care of Chapin’s 1972 LP record entitled Heads and Tales, i m sorry is obtainable now ~ above CD.
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It to be raining hard in ’Frisco,I needed one much more fare to make my night.A lady up front waved to flag me down,She gained in in ~ the light.
“Oh where’re girlfriend going to, my lady blue,It’s a dead you ruined your gown in the rain.”She simply looked out the window,She claimed “16 Parkside Lane.”
Something about her to be familiar,I can swear I’d viewed her challenge before,But she said, “I’m sure you’re mistaken”And she didn’t say anything more.
It take it a while, yet she looked in the mirror,Then she glanced at the license for my name.A smile seemed to pertained to her slowly,It was a sad smile, just the same.
And she said, “How space you Harry?”I said, “How space you Sue?Through the too many miles and the too little smilesI quiet remember you.”
It was somewhere in a fairy tale,I provided to take her residence in my car.We learned about love in the ago of a Dodge,The lesson hadn’t gone as well far.
You see, she to be gonna it is in an actress,And ns was gonna discover to fly.She took turn off to uncover the footlights,I took turn off to discover the sky.
Oh, I’ve got something inside me,To journey a princess blind.There’s a wild guy wizard,He’s hiding in me, illuminating mine mind.
Oh, I’ve obtained something within me,Not what mine life’s about,’Cause I’ve to be letting my exterior tide me over’Till mine time runs out.
Baby’s for this reason high that she’s skying,Yes she’s flying, fear to fall.I’ll tell you why baby’s crying,Cause she’s dying, aren’t us all.
There was no much much more for us to speak about,Whatever we had actually once to be gone.So ns turned mine cab into the driveway,Past the gate and also the good trimmed lawns.
And she stated “We must gain together,”But i knew it’d never be arranged,And she handed me twenty dollars because that a two-fifty fare,She said “Harry, keep the change.”
Well an additional man might’ve to be angry,And another man might’ve to be hurt,But one more man never ever would’ve let her go—I stashed the bill in my shirt.
And she walked far in silence,It’s strange exactly how you never know,But we’d both gotten what we’d inquiry forSuch a long, lengthy time ago.
You see, she was gonna it is in an actressAnd i was gonna discover to fly.She took turn off to discover the footlights,I took off for the sky.
And here, she’s acting happy,Inside she handsome home.And me, I’m flyin’ in mine taxi,Takin’ tips, and also gettin’ stoned.
I go flyin’ therefore high, once I’m stoned....
Any Old type of Day
Turning on mine pillow, thinking kind of strange.The color is the midnight in this room.The cars exterior are coughing and also it’s type of difficult to sleepAnd there’s neon out the window, not the moon.
And the was just an any old type of day,The type that comes and also slips away,The sort that filling up straightforward my life’s time.The night brought any kind of old type of dark,I heard the ticking of my heart.Then why am i thinkin’ something’s left behind?
I whistled ’round today and also I skipped up a footloose jigTo the hurdy gurdy music the the street.I looked up previous those rooftops and also I observed the cloudless sky,But I save on asking why my life is pass by,And I’m left up high and also dry,But it ain’t no an excellent to cry,So i shrug mine useless sigh,And ns trust to things that various other days will meet.
And it was simply an any kind of old kind of day,The sort that comes and also slips away,The type that fills up basic my life’s time.The night brought any old sort of dark,I heard the ticking of my heart.Then why am i thinkin’ something’s left behind?
The night has had actually it’s laughing,When the street lights blind the stars,So now it’s shedding rain to song it’s sorrow,It’s time for me to sleep and also to remainder these think away,There’s gonna be one more day, hey!When points will go my way,And there’s other things to say,And there’s other songs come play,And there’ll it is in time sufficient for thinkin’ come tomorrow.
And the was simply an any old type of day,The type that comes and slips away,The type that filling up basic my life’s time.The night brought any old kind of dark,I heard the ticking of mine heart.Then why am ns thinkin’ something’s left behind?Why am ns thinkin’ something’s left behind?