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AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL

Music by Samuel Ward
Traditional lyrics by Katharine Lee Bates
© 2011 new lyrics & arrangement by Noel Paul Stookey
NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING

o beautiful for spacious skies,
for amber waves of grain,
for purple mountain majesties
above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
and crown thy good with brotherhood
from sea to shining sea!

oh nation of the immigrant
and of the native son
whose loyal families labor still
that we may live as one
America, America
renew thy founder's call
let liberty and justice be
the right of one and all

oh bountiful of forest green,
of lake and fertile lands
where seeds of hope are tended by
thy sons and daughters hands
America, America
the earth still calls to thee
where human life and nature strive
to live in harmony

o beautiful for spacious skies,
for amber waves of grain,
for purple mountain majesties
above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
and crown thy good with brotherhood
from sea to shining sea!

 

AND IF IT'S NOT TRUE

© 2009 PAX MUSIC PUBLISHING
Tom Paxton

most of my evenings i spend on my own playing flamenco guitar
next year i say Barcelona for me; late nights in dark spanish bars...
sipping my whisky then having one more and smoking my black cigarettes
asking dolores to come home with me; knowing i'll have no regrets

AND IF IT'S NOT TRUE, WHAT HARM CAN IT DO?
I KNOW WHAT I KNOW, I GO WHERE I GO
AND IF IT'S NOT REAL, WELL I KNOW WHAT I FEEL
(SO) IF IT'S NOT TRUE, WHAT HARM CAN IT DO?

sometimes on sundays i stroll through the park down by the carousel
hearing the children ride round in delight to tune by my old friend ravel
one that he sang for me one rainy night as i walked with him down by the seine
oh how i love paris, the music, the fun - i go there again and again

AND IF IT'S NOT TRUE, WHAT HARM CAN IT DO?
I KNOW WHAT I KNOW, I GO WHERE I GO
AND IF IT'S NOT REAL, WELL I KNOW WHAT I FEEL
(SO) IF IT'S NOT TRUE, WHAT HARM CAN IT DO?

(instrumental)

ah the impressionists up at the met i visit whenever i can
it's bonjour to vincent, bravo to henri but the one that i love is cezanne
and over his shoulder i silently watch as the small canvas bursts into flame
we stop at the inn on the way back to town where the old men drink wine with their games

AND IF IT'S NOT TRUE, WHAT HARM CAN IT DO?
I KNOW WHAT I KNOW, I GO WHERE I GO
AND IF IT'S NOT REAL, WELL I KNOW WHAT I FEEL
(SO) IF IT'S NOT TRUE, WHAT HARM CAN IT DO?

AND IF IT'S NOT REAL, WELL I KNOW WHAT I FEEL
(SO) IF IT'S NOT TRUE, WHAT HARM CAN IT DO?

 

CAPRICIOUS BIRD

NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING
© 2010 Noel Paul Stookey

the heart is a capricious bird
she wanders where she will
and if the soul were not her home
she would be wandering still

the soul provides a shelter for
the mending of our wings,
and inspiration for the songs
our hearts have learned to sing

(ahhhhh)

through many storms and sorrows
our restless hearts have learned
to draw the joy from sadness
each time that they return

rejoice my heart; be thankful
for your freedom in the wild
and for the soul's attention
when you are reconciled.

(ahhhhh)

the heart is a capricious bird
she wanders where she will
and if the soul were not her home
she would be wandering still

amen

 

CUE THE MOON

© 2010 NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING
Noel Paul Stookey, Marvin Messex, Sally Farr

a twilight sky, the stars are bright
leave the curtain open for tonight
and ask the band for one more tune
take my hand and cue the moon

let the breeze play with your hair
is it possible that love is everywhere?
and we have found this perfect night somehow
cue the moon and kiss me now

and dance...while the night is young
and sing. our song is waiting to be sung

the world's a stage or so they say
a sweet illusion that so quickly fades away
why must the evening end so soon?
turn out the light and cue the moon

(instrumental bridge)

and dance...while the night is young
and sing. our song is waiting to be sung

so cue the moon, turn out the light
leave the curtain open for tonight
and ask the band for one more tune
hold me close and cue the moon

 

EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE

Gordon Sumner © 1983 EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC, BMI

every breath you take and every move you make
every bond you break, every step you take, i'll be watching you

every single day and every word you say
every game you play, every night you pray, i'll be watching you

oh can't you see you belong to me?
how my poor heart aches with every step you take

every move you make and every vow you break
every hand you shake, every smile you fake, i'll be watching you

(interlude)

every single day and every word you say
every game you play, every night you pray, i'll be watching you

oh can't you see you belong to me?
how my poor heart aches with every step you take

every breath you take, every move you make
every heart you break, every step you take, i'll be watching you

every breath you take, every move you make
i'll be watching you

 

IN THESE TIMES

NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING
© 2007 Noel Paul Stookey

there's a warning in the wind
that comes wailing through the trees
a depression in the shoreline left by the pounding seas
there is a lesson in the drought
that brings a country to its knees
in these times...

we are dancing with disaster when we live beyond our needs
and pretend our hungry souls are not related to our greed...
life's a journey. but it's not about the speed
in these times...

in these times...we must be mindful of the gift
in these times...use our hands and hearts to lift
the fallen spirit in this land
planting flowers in the sand
reaching out a helping hand
in...these...times

as the perfect storm approaches and the gale around us roars
no longer can we close our eyes or hide behind our doors:
our choices fewer now by what we've chosen to ignore
in these times...

the ship of state has drifted and it's getting hard to steer
it's a complicated issue but the direction's pretty clear
and 'each of us' is who we need to get to there from here
in these times...

in these times...we must be mindful of the gift
in these times...use our hands and hearts to lift
the fallen spirit in this land
bringing water to the sand
reaching out a helping hand
in...these...times

(instrumental)

in everything that's living there's a promise of a Love
planted in the seeds below and in the stars above
we must listen to its message; become faithful stewards of
these times...

in these times...we must be mindful of the gift
in these times...use our hands and hearts to lift
the fallen spirit in this land
growing gardens in the sand
reaching out a helping hand...
in...these...times
we must be mindful of the gift
in these times...use our hands and hearts to lift
the fallen spirit in this land
planting flowers in the sand
reaching out a helping hand
in...these...times

 

JEAN CLAUDE

© 2009 NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING
Noel Paul Stookey, Lan O'kun, Richard Unsworth

Jean Claude (the widow’s son), December 1941, Alsace Lorraine
Walks the muddy road to school alone,
Michel his friend, the fool, is on the train
The one called ‘le train de la mort’
leaving in an hour for Germany

In the distance Nazi Guards gather in the railroad yards
and curse the rain
Jean Claude kneels beneath a star
painted on a cattle car and calls a name
'Michel, Michel, que poncais tu?
This would not have happened if you’d stayed with me
It’s not too late, I'll find a rock
I’ll smash this lock and you’ll be free'

We’ll find a place for you to hide.
I cannot let you take this ride
For once the train starts down its track
You know you're never coming back...

'Jean Claude mon cher ami, there are things you cannot see
and do not know
Grand-pere is too old to hide
I must stay here by his side and you must go
go because you are my friend,
go because the story must not end with me
each of us must do our part
and in my heart i am already free'

(instrumental)

Jean Claude, now eighty-three, a cafe called “Les Deux Amis”
The clouds are gray
Stirs his coffee very slow recalling many years ago
Another day
Another day, another sky
Jean Claude still is asking why it had to be
he pays the bill, stands to go
and prays someday he'll know how to be free

 

LOVE RULES!

NEWORLD MEDIA PUBLISHING
© 1998 Noel Paul Stookey

love is revealed at the speed of light
(you don't need to be a scientist to know that's right)
love is here today, tonight...LOVE RULES!
you may be young; you could be old
everybody needs a hand to hold
somehow we know before we're told...LOVE RULES!

love's a begger but not a thief
‘steals no hearts, ‘brings no grief
just waits patiently for belief...

love has many hearts and hands
and the ones who seem to understand
are takin' steps, not makin' plans...LOVE RULES!
and just like them, i'm tryin' to be
a student of transparency
more of love and less of me...LOVE RULES!

everytime i turn away
from what love has to say
i burn a bridge; i build a fence
i lose another piece of innocence...

(instrumental)

dust to dust we human kind
watch stars explode and the suns come shine
but love will watch the end of time...LOVE RULES!
and when we're gone and in our grave
buried by the things we saved
love will remember what we gave...LOVE RULES!

love is gentle, love is kind
love forgives but it is not blind
love is what we were born to find...

LOVE RULES!
LOVE RULES!
LOVE RULES!
(and just in case you missed the point)
LOVE RULES!

 

NOT THAT KIND OF MUSIC

© 2011 NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING
Noel Paul Stookey, Jim Mason

"it's not that kind of music",
he said with a smile
"it's more about the message
and less about the style"
then he played a chord and each of us
would try to learn a part
he brought us all together singing music from the heart

it was a lesson in harmony and we'd make a joyful sound
it was a song about spirits reaching for a higher ground

sometime he'd play the banjo
songs from other lands
sometimes it was the 12 string
or just the sound of clapping hands
but there always was this moment
kinda hard to understand
when the music became bigger than the man

it was a song about justice asking 'won't you take a stand'?
it was a song about a song to sing all over this land

no, "it's not that kind of music"
i still can hear him say
though the 12 string's on the wall now
waiting for a brighter day
i remember when it only took
one voice and one guitar
to bring the world together
to bring the world together
to bring the world together singing music from the heart

 

ONE AND MANY (reprise)

PUBLIC DOMAIN FOUNDATION
© 2008 Noel Paul Stookey

one flame; many candles
one sky; many stars
one sea; many rivers
one Love...many hearts

one world; many forests
one forest; many trees
one tree; many branches
one branch...many leaves

one life; many dreamers
one death; many tears
one word; many meanings
one hope...many years

one flame; many candles
one sky; many stars
one sea; many rivers
one Love...many hearts

 

ONE AND MANY

© 2008 NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING
Noel Paul Stookey, Betty Stookey, Sam Lardner

we live in the same house, on different floors
i got my window. and you got yours
we've each got a door that leads to the hall
but the rooms are so cozy and the door is so small

one FLAME; many candles
one SKY; many stars
one SEA; many rivers
one LOVE...so many hearts

so mostly we sit by our windows and stare
and sometimes we wonder what's happening out there?
"is there something we're missing, something i ought to see?
"something bigger than life? something bigger than me?

one FLAME; many candles
one SKY; many stars
one SEA; many rivers
one LOVE...so many hearts

(interlude)

i'm reading a book i found on the shelf
a mystery that i've written myself
i'm in the last chapter; not sure what's in store
but i'm betting it ends with a knock on the door.

one FLAME; many candles
one SKY; many stars
one SEA; many rivers
one LOVE and so many hearts

 

SUCH A SIMPLE SONG

© NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING
Noel Paul Stookey

here's a simple song; everybody knows it
such a simple song; that's exactly why i chose it
to open up the night with something light
like a very simple song

(instrumental interlude)

such a simple song; i wonder who composed it?
ah such a simple song; hey do you suppose that
there's a part of everybody's heart
in every simple song

(bridge)

you'd be surprised what goes on backstage
getting ready for the show
little bit of pressure on the boy up here
to keep the music flowin...

but a very simple song; delicate and tender
can help a boy along; help him to remember
to find the Love in the middle of
even a very simple song
a very simple song
a very simple song
such a simple song

 

THE BIG PICTURE

Zane Williams
© 2004 ZANE WILLIAMS MUSIC PUBLISHING

lyin awake in the hours before mornin’
watching the light push back the dark
that big burnin’ ball always reminds me
of how insignificant my worries are in the
big picture

it's always the little things that seem to get me
when life isn't fair and nothin goes right
i take it out on the people who love me
it's easy to do when you lose sight of the
big picture

in the big picture i see it all so clear
what i should do on this earth while i'm here
love all my family and friends when i can
and reach out to my fellow man...

i believe it's a truth that we all have inside us
tested and tried by those come before
ask any wise man and he'll gladly tell you
money or Love which matters more...in the
big picture

in the big picture i see where we really are
on an oasis in an ocean of stars
sharing the earth and our fears and our dreams
more alike than it sometimes may seem...

(interlude)

sittin' in front of this beautiful sunrise
feelin’ the light where it touches my face
i let myself imagine forever
and hope that someday i'll find my place in the
big picture

in the big picture i see how distance and time
are the ways we measure what we've left behind
the 'here and the now' are the moments that Love
gives us to see the beauty of...the big picture

 

THE CONNECTION

© 2010 NEWORLD MULTIMEDIA PUBLISHING
Noel Paul Stookey, John Boit, David Zee

bobby and me are lookin' to score
we're in needlepark city on some second floor
there's a party tonight.  we got weed we got wine
bobby's laughin' in spite of the fact we can't find
THE CONNECTION

harvest the seed day after day
children to feed, warlords to pay
wait for the jingle truck from kandahar
pray for mercy and luck.  these are bad men who guard
THE CONNECTION

out at the mudwall 20' high
on the plains north of kabul there's chaos to buy
poppies that pay for the taliban guns
a purchase made possible with money from
THE CONNECTION

(instrumental)

onboard a freighter, 10 days at sea
a suitcase created for our destiny
a bonus, a gift from the opium trade
a wake-up call if we still haven't made
THE CONNECTION

bobby and me, we're just lookin to score
we got what we need but we think we need more
there's a party tonight; we got dope we got cake
and somebody somewhere is hopin' we make
THE CONNECTION

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