i. Índex...viatge en un autobús pintat de colors psicodèlics. consumien drogues públicament i...
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I. Índex
1. Índex .......................................................................................... Pàg. 1
2. Altres actuacions hippies............................................................ Pàg. 2
3. Lletres de les cançons del CD 1................................................. Pàg. 7
4. Lletres de les cançons del CD 2................................................. Pàg. 26
5. Altres artistes.............................................................................. Pàg. 49
6. Bibliografia.................................................................................. Pàg. 51
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II. Altres actuacions hippies Vivíem el dia a dia. Em llevava amb l’esperança que el nou dia que començava seria diferent al que havia deixat abans que me n’anés al món dels
somnis. No s’hi valia la rutina, no s’hi valia que les hores fossin iguals.
Qualsevol excusa era bona per a fer el que fos, però que fos diferent.
Tothom en parlava, deien que era una
experiència nova i única. Em feia por. Havia
començat el 1964, tenia 18 anys. Ken Kesey, un
precursor del moviment hippie, juntament amb els
seus seguidors, els Pranksters, van realitzar un
viatge en un autobús pintat de colors psicodèlics.
Consumien drogues públicament i van incitar molts
joves a consumir-ne. Per alguns era una nova
experiència; per a altres, una vegada més, i per a mi, representava un gran
respecte. Durant el 1965 van realitzar les conegudes Proves Àcides. Consistien
en experimentar els efectes de l’LSD en joves que en consumien per primera
vegada. Em semblava una bestiesa, una ximpleria, però pel que vaig poder
comprovar no tothom pensava com jo. Van ser molts els joves que s’hi van
oferir de manera voluntària. Potser semblarà ridícul o trist, però com a
recompensa rebien un diploma que demostrava que havien sobreviscut. Tots
n’estaven orgullosos i el mostraven amb molta il·lusió.
Davant aquest fet, el gener de 1966, es va celebrar a San Francisco el
Festival dels Viatges, que va consistir en ballar i fer demostracions sota els
efectes de LSD.
Els amics havien comentat de sotmetre’s a aquestes proves. Els deia
que no, però ells, sobretot el Trent, em contestava dient que no era res més
que una experiència nova i que no passava res. No sé amb quina cara el vaig
mirar, però recordo que em va abraçar i em va dir: tranquil·la dona, confia en
mi, ja veuràs que no passarà res. Em va sobtar que em digués això, però sabia
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54. Cartell Proves àcides
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Molta gent veia els hippies com persones que no feien altra cosa que
passar el temps, anar a concerts, drogar-se i viatjar amunt i avall. Però en
realitat vam lluitar per moltes coses i per millorar la situació de cadascú.
Amb el recolzament de grups, com els estudiants, sobretot els
universitaris, vam realitzar una sèrie d’esdeveniments i actes durant els 60 en
els que vam proposar alguns objectius. Era molt difícil aconseguir-los tots,
perquè representàvem un sector de població que ningú escoltava, però no vam
defallir.
Moltes dones hippies van formar un col·lectiu femení. De seguida m’hi
vaig interessar, havia de lluitar pels meus ideals. Totes juntes realitzàvem actes
que ens feien sentir més lliures. Vam fundar l’Organització Nacional de les
Dones per buscar la no discriminació sexual, econòmica, política i educativa de
les dones com també la legalització de l’avortament.
Tots els hippies vam prendre part en manifestacions per defensar els
drets dels negres. Les més importants van ser les que van realitzar els
estudiants de les universitats de Colombia i Boston, que estaven organitzades
pel grup SDS (Estudiants per una Societat Demòcrata). A part, realitzaven
també ocupacions a les administracions universitàries per demostrar el
descontentament.
Ens vam oposar a la guerra del Vietnam
quan vam veure que el govern no tenia en compte
l’opinió de la població; que els recursos econòmics
es destinaven a armament, i que cada vegada més,
els EEUU hi enviaven més tropes. Després de la
mort del president Kennedy, el novembre de 1963,
qui era favorable a resoldre el problema de manera pacífica, també ens vam
oposar a la política d’intervenció del president L.B. Jonhson. Totes aquestes
raons justificaven el nostre no a la guerra, a part dels milers de morts. Altra
vegada, els estudiants del SDS, que serien els futurs soldats del Vietnam, van
organitzar el primer Teach-in, al campus de la universitat de Michigan. Era un
acte per a informar els estudiants del què estava passant realment a la guerra.
Semblava que les coses no canviaven. Així que, a partir d’aquest
esdeveniment, es van realitzar manifestacions i protestes pacífiques a diferents
llocs dels EEUU. Participàvem en aquelles que quedaven a prop de casa. Era
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55. Explicació al Teach-in
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l’única manera que teníem perquè el govern ens sentís. Se’n van fer moltes, de
manifestacions, però les més importants
van ser: la del 16 d’octubre de 1965, a
nivell nacional; les del 10 i 15 d’abril, a la
ciutat de Nova York, on s’hi van reunir
400.000 persones, i les del 21 i 22
d’octubre de 1967, al Pentàgon, on 35.000
persones ens vam manifestar pacíficament.
Cantàvem i ballàvem, es van llegir discursos durant tot el dia. Molts dels joves
que no volien anar a la guerra cremaven els vestits i molts veterans llençaven
les medalles. Al final però, la policia ens va fer fora amb violència. No vaig
entendre aquell comportament.
No totes les protestes pacífiques van quedar reduïdes a manifestacions.
El 5 de desembre de 1968, els pacifistes van dur a terme una nova actuació.
Van intentar tancar el centre d’instrucció de Nova York.
La guerra continuava i continuava, i els nostres crits s’ofegaven amb
l’eco del silenci. Era el gener de 1968 i l’exèrcit americà va patir l’ofensiva del
Tet en la que els americans van ser derrotats i on van morir milers de soldats. A
partir d’aquí, molts americans van obrir els ulls per primera vegada i van ser
conscients que mai guanyarien la guerra. El president va demanar l’alto el foc i
dos mesos després van començar les negociacions de pau a París. Ja era hora
que les coses comencessin a anar bé. Semblava que en un principi la guerra
s’havia acabat. El que no sabíem, i no esperàvem, van ser les conseqüències
que aquesta guerra ens portaria temps després.
Recordo una altra actuació. Va tenir força importància. Va ser el 1968
durant la Convenció Demòcrata de Chicago. No
sabia ben bé de què anava, havia sentit alguns
comentaris i massa mentides, però el Zen que ho
sabia tot, ens ho va explicar. Es veu que els
polítics havien arribat a uns acords i que mai els
portarien a la pràctica. Quan la gent va saber que
eren mentida, van provocar protestes, però totes
elles van ser insignificants en comparació a
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56. Joves manifestant-se contra la guerra del Vietnam
57. Policia emportant-se a Pigassus, mascota del partit Yippi
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l’actuació que van realitzar Abbie Hoffman amb el seu partit polític Yippi i els
estudiants del SDS. El Zen va dir que s’hi van reunir 500.000 manifestants i que
per contrarestar aquest acte, l’alcalde Daly va reunir 120.00 policies, 6.000
guardians i 1.000 agents de l’FBI i de la CIA. Hi va haver enfrontaments entre
els dos grups. Els cossos de seguretat van actuar amb violència contra els
manifestants i reporters. Aquest succés va tenir fortes conseqüències. L’alcalde
Daly i el líder de la convenció demòcrata, Humphery, van perdre el poder. Els
líders dels Yippies i dels SDS, coneguts com els 7 de Chicago, d’aquests sí que
n’havia sentit a parlar, van ser detinguts i jutjats.
Tot i haver començat les negociacions de pau, el 1969 es va celebrar la
manifestació més gran de la història; no me la vaig perdre. Hi vam assistir unes
500.000 persones. Ens vam manifestar, no perquè retiressin les tropes ja que
aquest procés ja havia començat, sinó per les morts durant la guerra. Havien
mort més de 100.000 soldats nord americans. Eren més de 100.000 coloms a
l’aire, 100.000 noms que mai s’esborrarien de les memòries dels seus familiars.
Les Panteres Negres van lluitar també per aconseguir la igualtat entre
races, per la no discriminació. Els hippies
els vam donar suport perquè crèiem en el
mateix ideal, però no vam compartir mai el
camí per aconseguir-ho. Eren partidaris
d’utilitzar la violència.
No ens vam poder quedar callats
davant l’abocament de petroli que es va
produir a les costes de Califòrnia el 1969. Ens preguntàvem què havia fallat. El
govern no va saber reaccionar i nosaltres no vam saber fer altra cosa que
manifestacions per demostrar el nostre descontentament, i proposar lleis
mediambientals que respectessin l’aire i l’aigua. Vam donar suport a grups
ecologistes i organitzacions com Greenpeace. Nosaltres, els més fidels a la
natura, vam lluitar perquè aquell fet no es repetís. Les costes eren negres,
l’aigua bruta, milers del peixos van morir. Com que tampoc aconseguíem gran
cosa, el 1970, un any després, es va realitzar el primer dia de la terra, el Clean-
in.
Vaig quedar sorpresa quan vaig saber que aquest acte havia rebut el
suport de més de 140 països i que, als EEUU, havíem sigut 100.000 les
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58. Panteres Negres manifestant-se
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persones que hi vam participar. Com que va tenir tant èxit, a les escoles es va
ensenyar a respectar el medi i, a Nova York, es van realitzar tot un conjunt
d’activitats, com plantar arbres, llegir discursos, fer desfilades i reunions a les
universitats, perquè la societat en prengués consciència. Ja havíem fet tard
perquè el desastre ja s’havia provocat, però no em quedava cap més remei que
consolar-me amb aquells fets i pensar que no tornaria a passar. Tant de bo…
No entenia res de res. Érem el 1970 i el president R. Nixon volia ampliar
la guerra del Vietnam amb la invasió de Cambodja. No hi havia hagut suficients
morts? No en tenia prou amb la sang i la desesperació?... La impotència em
superava. Així doncs, el vam criticar, i tant! Ampliar la guerra suposava que
molts més joves haurien de fer de soldats i que totes la manifestacions que
havíem fet fins aleshores no havien servit per a res. Ens havien pres el pèl, ens
havien tornat a enganyar. Em sentia estúpida,
malament.
A la ciutat de Kent, a l’estat de Ohio, els
estudiants del SDS es van revolucionar i el
govern va respondre amb la força i decretant el
toc de queda. Els estudiants van continuar amb
l’oposició. La policia, que es creia superior, va
actuar amb una forta repressió que va provocar
4 morts i 9 ferits.
Les coses empitjoraven cada vegada més i com a conseqüència
d’aquesta massacre, a nivell nacional, els estudiants i els treballadors van
realitzar una vaga que nosaltres vam recolzar. Aquestes conductes
m’encenien. No sabia qui era més canalla, si el govern o la pròpia policia.
Els fets tampoc van acabar aquí. La policia, seguint les ordres del
govern, va continuar anant en contra dels vaguistes i van morir 2 estudiants
més. En total ja eren 6, un número prou significatiu. Al final, el govern va
considerar que els únics culpables havien sigut els estudiants. Era d’esperar.
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59. Massacre a Kent
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III. Lletres de les cançons del CD 1 Scott McKenzie - San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Some Flowers in Your Hair)
If you're going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you're going to San Francisco
You're gonna meet some gentle people there
For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair
All across the nation such a strange vibration
People in motion
There's a whole generation with a new explanation
People in motion people in motion
For those who come to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
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Mamas & The Papas - California Dreamin’ All the leaves are brown
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
And the sky is grey
Ive been for a walk
Ive been for a walk
On a winters day
On a winters day
Id be safe and warm
Id be safe and warm
If I was in l.a.
If I was in l.a.
California dreamin
California dreamin
On such a winters day
Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees
Got down on my knees
And I pretend to pray
I pretend to pray
You know the preacher likes the
cold
Preacher likes the cold
He knows Im gonna stay
Knows Im gonna stay
California dreamin
California dreamin
On such a winters day
All the leaves are brown
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
And the sky is grey
Ive been for a walk
Ive been for a walk
On a winters day
On a winters day
If I didnt tell her
If I didnt tell her
I could leave today
I could leave today
California dreamin
California dreamin
On such a winters day
California dreaming
On such a winters day
California dreaming
On such a winters day
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Beatles - All You Need Is Love Love, love, love.
Love, love, love.
Love, love, love.
There's nothing you can do that
can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be
sung.
Nothing you can say but you can
learn how to play the game.
It's easy.
Nothing you can make that can't be
made.
No one you can save that can't be
saved.
Nothing you can do but you can
learn how to be you in time.
It's easy.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need
Nothing you can know that isn't
known.
Nothing you can see that isn't
shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where
you're meant to be.
It's easy.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
All you need is love (all together,
now!)
All you need is love. (everybody!)
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need (love is all you
need).
Yee-hai!
Oh yeah!
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
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José Feliciano – Light My Fire
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldnt get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
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John Mayall - Room To Move
May seem peculiar how I think o' you
If you want me darlin', here's what you must do
You gotta get me, cuz I can't give the best
Unless I got room to move
If you want me darlin', take me how you can
I'll be circulating, cuz that's the way I am
You gotta get me, cuz I can't give the best
Unless I got room to move
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Joan Baez - Sweet Sir Galahad
Sweet Sir Galahad
came in through the window
in the night when
the moon was in the yard.
He took her hand in his
and shook the long hair
from his neck and he told her
she'd been working much too hard.
It was true that ever since the day
her crazy man had passed away
to the land of poet's pride,
she laughed and talked alot
with new people on the block
but always at evening time she
cried.
And here's to the dawn of their days.
She moved her head
a little down on the bed
until it rested softly on his knee.
And there she dropped her smile
and there she sighed awhile,
and told him all the sadness
of those years that numbered three.
Well you know I think my fate's
belated
because of all the hours I waited
for the day when I'd no longer cry.
I get myself to work by eight
but oh, was I born too late,
and do you think I'll fail
at every single thing I try?
And here's to the dawn of their days.
He just put his arm around her
and that's the way I found her
eight months later to the day.
The lines of a smile erased
the tear tracks upon her face,
a smile could linger, even stay.
Sweet Sir Galahad went down
with his gay bride of flowers,
the prince of the hours
of her lifetime.
And here's to the dawn
of their days,
of their days.
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Santana - Jingo
Jingo
Jingo
Jingo
Jingo Ba
Lo
Ba, Ba, Lo
Ba, Ba, Lo
Ba, Ba, Lo
Ba, Lo
Ba, Ba, Lo
Ba, Ba, Lo
Ba, Ba, Lo
Ba
Jingo
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Janis Joplin - Summertime Summertime, time, time,
Child, the living's easy.
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton's high, Lord so high.
Your daddy's rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She's a-looking good now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby now,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise, rise up singing,
You're gonna spread your wings, child,
And take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky.
But until that morning,
Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm ya,
No, no, no no, no no, no...
Don't you cry cry.
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Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary
Left a good job in the city,
Workin' for The Man every night and day,
And I never lost one minute of sleepin',
Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been.
CHORUS:
Big wheel keep on turnin',
Proud Mary keep on burnin',
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis,
Pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans,
But I never saw the good side of the city,
'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.
CHORUS
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
If you come down to the river,
Bet you gonna find some people who live.
You don't have to worry though you have no money,
People on the river are happy to give.
CHORUS
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
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The Who - My Generation People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Just because we get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
Why don't you all f-fade away (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
And don't try to dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
Why don't you all f-fade away (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
And don't try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
This is my generation
This is my generation, baby
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Joe Cocker - With a Little Help From My Friends
What would you think
if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up
and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears
and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key.
Oh, I get by with a little help
from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help
from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help
from my friends
What do I do when my love is away
(Does it worry you to be alone?)
How do I feel by the end of the day,
(Are you sad because you're on
your own?)
No, I get by with a little help
from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help
from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help
from my friends
Do you need anybody
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love.
Would you believe in a love
at first sight
Yes, I'm certain that it happens
all the time
What do you see
when you turn out the light
I can't tell you but I know it's mine,
Oh, I get by with a little help
from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help
from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help
from my friends
Do you need anybody
I just need someone to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love.
Oh, I get by with a little help
from my friends
With a little help from my friends.
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Blood, Sweat & Tears - Spinning Wheel
What goes up must come down
spinning wheel got to go round
Talking about your troubles it's a crying sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel spin
You got no money, and you, you got no home
Spinning wheel all alone
Talking about your troubles and you, you never learn
Ride a painted pony
let the spinning wheel turn
Did you find a directing sign
on the straight and narrow highway?
Would you mind a reflecting sign
Just let it shine within your mind
And show you the colours that are real
Someone is waiting just for you
spinning wheel is spinning true
Drop all your troubles, by the river side
Catch a painted pony
On the spinning wheel ride
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Johnny Winter - Johnny B. Goode
Deep down Louisiana
close to New Orleans
Way back up in the
woods among the
evergreens
There stood a log cabin
made of earth and
wood
Where lived a country
boy named Johnny B.
Goode
Who never ever
learned to read or write
so well
But he could play the
guitar just like a ringing
a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his
guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the
tree by the railroad
track
Oh, the engineerswould
see him sitting in the
shade
Strumming with the
rhythm that the
drivers made
People passing by they
would stop
and say
Oh my that little country
boy could play
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him
"Someday you will be
a man,
And you will be the
leader of a big old
band.
Many people coming
from miles around
To hear you play your
music when the sun go
down
Maybe someday your
name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B.
Goode tonight."
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
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Crosby Stills Nash & Young - Suite: Judy Blue Eyes
It's getting to the point
Where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry.
Sometimes it hurts so badly
I must cry out loud
I am lonely.
I am yours, you are mine,
You are what you are
And you make it hard
Remember what we've said,
and done, and felt
about each other
Oh babe, have mercy.
Don't let the past remind
us of what we are not now.
I am not dreaming.
I am yours, you are mine,
you are what you are.
And you make it hard.
Tearing yourself away from me now,
You are free and I am crying.
This does not mean I don't love you,
I do, that's forever, and always.
I am yours, you are mine, you are
what you are.
And you make it hard.
Something inside is telling me that
I've got your secret.
Are you still listening?
Fear is the lock, and laughter
the key to your heart.
And I love you.
I am yours, you are mine,
you are what you are.
And you make it hard,
And you make it hard
Friday evening, Sunday in the afternoon,
What have you got to lose?
Tuesday mornin',
please be gone I'm tired of you.
Can I tell it like it is? Help me I'm
sufferin'.
Listen to me baby. Help me I'm dyin'.
It's my heart that's a-sufferin', it's a dyin'.
That's what I have to lose.
I've got an answer
I'm going to fly away,
What have I got to lose?
Will you come see me
Thursdays and Saturdays?
What have you got to lose?
Chestnut brown canary, ruby-throated
sparrow.
Sing a song, don't be long.
Thrill me to the marrow.
Voices of the angels,
ring around the moonlight.
Asking me, said she so free,
How can you catch the sparrow?
Lacy lilting lady, losing love lamenting,
Change my life, make it right.
Be my lady.
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Jimi Hendrix - Voodoo Child
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of
my hand
Yeah
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of
my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and
make an island
Might even raise a little sand
Yeah
cause Im a voodoo child
Lord knows Im a voodoo child baby
I want to say one more last thing
I didnt mean to take up all your
sweet time
Ill give it right back to ya one of
these days
Hahaha
I said I didnt mean to take up all
your sweet time
Ill give it right back one of these
days
Oh yeah
If I dont meet you no more in this
world then uh
Ill meet ya on the next one
And dont be late
Dont be late
cause Im a voodoo child voodoo
child
Lord knows Im a voodoo child
Hey hey hey
Im a voodoo child baby
I dont take no for an answer
Question no
Yeah
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Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank. Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all. It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get
down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
cause Im in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get
down
Woo, who, Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, whats my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, whats my name
I tell you one time, youre to blame
Ooo, who, Ooo, who
Ooo, who, Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who, Oh, yeah
Whats me name
Tell me, baby, whats my name
Tell me, sweetie, whats my name
Ooo, who, whom, Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who, Oh, yeah
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Rolling Stones - Satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no satisfaction.
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can't get no, I can't get no.
When I'm drivin' in my car
and that man comes on the radio
and he's tellin' me more and more
about some useless information
supposed to fire my imagination.
I can't get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that's what I say.
I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no satisfaction.
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can't get no, I can't get no.
When I'm watchin' my TV
and that man comes on to tell me
how white my shirts can be.
Well he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't
smoke the same cigarrettes as me.
I can't get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that's what I say.
I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no girl with action.
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can't get no, I can't get no.
When I'm ridin' round the world
and I'm doin' this and I'm signing that
and I'm tryin' to make some girl
who tells me baby better come back
later next week
'cause you see I'm on losing streak.
I can't get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that's what I say.
I can't get no, I can't get no,
I can't get no satisfaction,
no satisfaction, no satisfaction, no
satisfaction.
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Don McLean - American Pie A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.
So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey
and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died. I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and
rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,
Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.
We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and
rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.
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Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and
rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and
rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.
And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.
And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey
and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and
rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."
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III. Lletres de les cançons del CD 2 Bob Dylan - Mr. Tambourine Man
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Take me on a trip upon your magic
swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin',
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swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
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Bob Dylan - Lay, Lady, Lay
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have in your mind
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
You can have your cake and eat it too
Why wait any longer for the one you love
When he's standing in front of you
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big
brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
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The Moody Blues - Nights in White Satin
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end.
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before.
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
'Cause I love you,
Yes I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Gazing at people
Some hand in hand
Just what I'm going though
They can't understand.
Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be
You'll be in the end.
And I love you,
Yes I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
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Chicago - 25 Or 6 To 4
Waiting for the break of day
Searching for something to say
Flashing lights against the sky
Giving up I close my eyes
Sitting cross-legged on the floor
25 or 6 to 4
Staring blindly into space
Getting up to splash my face
Wanting just to stay awake
Wondering how much I can take
Should I try to do some more
25 or 6 to 4
Feeling like I ought to sleep
Spinning room is sinking deep
Searching for something to say
Waiting for the break of day
25 or 6 to 4
25 or 6 to 4
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Chicago - I’m A Man
Well my pad is very messy, got whiskers on
my chin
Never had no problems cause Ive always
paid the rent. I got no time for lovin
Cause my time is all used up
I stand outside creatin
All the groovy kinds of love
Im a man, yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
Im a man, yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
If I had my choice of matter
Id would rather be with cats
All engrossed in mental chatter
Showing where your mind is at
While relating to each other
How strong the love can be
By resisting all the good times with each
groovy chick we see
Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
Ive got to keep my image
While Im standing on the floor
If I drop upon my knees
Its just to keep them on my nose
You think that Im not human
And my heart is made of stone
But Ive never had no problems
cause my bodys pretty strong
Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
If I had my choice of matter
I would rather be with cats
All engrossed in mental chatter
Showin where your mind is at
While relating to each other
How strong your love can be
By resisting all the good times with each
groovy chick we see
Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love
you so
I gotta keep my image
While Im standin on the floor
If I drop upon my knees
Its just to keep them on my nose
You think that Im not human
And my heart is made of stone
But I never had no problems
cause my bodys pretty strong
Im a man, yes I am, and I cant help but love
you so
Man, yes I am, and I cant help but love you
so
Man, yes I am, and I cant help but love you
so
Man, yes I am, and I cant help but love you
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Leonard Cohen - Suzanne
Suzanne takes you down to her place
near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body
with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a
stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body
with his mind.
Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body
with her mind.
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Free - All Right Now
There she stood in the street
Smiling from her head to her feet
I said "Hey, what is this"
Now baby, maybe she's in need of a kiss
I said " Hey, what's your name baby"
maybe we can see things the same
Now don't you wait or hesitate
Let's move before they raise the parking rent
All right now baby, it's all right now
All right now baby, it's all right now
I took her home to my place
Watching ev'ry move on her face
She said " Look, what's your game baby
are you tryin' to put me in shame?"
I said " slow don't go so fast,
don't you think that love can last?"
She said " Love, Lord above,
now you're tryin' to trick me in love"
All right now baby, it's all right now
all right now baby, it's all right now
That's all for now, take care and I'll
be back with more in a few days
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Richie Havens - Here Comes the Sun (The Beatles) Here comes the sun, doot in doo doo, here comes the sun,
And I say it's all right
Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, doot in doo doo, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Little darling, the smile's returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun,doot in doo doo, here comes the sun,
And I say it's all right
Here comes the sun, doot in doo doo, here comes the sun,
It's all right
It's all right
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Kris Kristofferson - Me & Bobby McGee
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
From the Kentucky coal mines to the
California sun,
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it,
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah,
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la Bobby McGee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.
La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.
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Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man,
I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can,
C'mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah,
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!
Yeah! Whew!
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee.
I'd like to do a song of great social and political import
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Supertramp - The Logical Song
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well theyd be singing so happily,
Joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,
Logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,
Clinical, intellectual, cynical.
There are times when all the worlds asleep,
The questions run too deep
For such a simple man.
Wont you please, please tell me what weve learned
I know it sounds absurd
But please tell me who I am.
Now watch what you say or theyll be calling you a radical,
Liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Wont you sign up your name, wed like to feel youre
Acceptable, respecable, presentable, a vegtable!
At night, when all the worlds asleep,
The questions run so deep
For such a simple man.
Wont you please, please tell me what weve learned
I know it sounds absurd
But please tell me who I am.
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George Harrison - My Sweet Lord
My sweet lord, Hm, my lord
Hm, my lord
I really want to see you
Really want to be with you
Really want to see you lord
But it takes so long, my lord
My sweet lord, Hm, my lord
Hm, my lord
I really want to know you
Really want to go with you
Really want to show you lord
That it wont take long, my lord (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
I really want to see you
Really want to see you
Really want to see you, lord
Really want to see you, lord
But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my lord (hallelujah)
I really want to know you (hallelujah)
Really want to go with you (hallelujah)
Really want to show you lord (aaah)
That it wont take long, my lord (hallelujah)
Hmm (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
My, my, lord (hallelujah)
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Hm, my lord (hare krishna)
My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
Oh hm, my sweet lord (krishna, krishna). Oh-uuh-uh (hare hare)
Now, I really want to see you (hare rama)
Really want to be with you (hare rama)
Really want to see you lord (aaah)
But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah).
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare)
Hm, hm (gurur brahma)
Hm, hm (gurur vishnu)
Hm, hm (gurur devo)
Hm, hm (maheshwara)
My sweet lord (gurur sakshaat)
My sweet lord (parabrahma)
My, my, my lord (tasmayi shree)
My, my, my, my lord (guruve namah)
My sweet lord (hare rama)
(hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare) B
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Leon Russell - Jumpin' Jack Flash
I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at my mama in the driving
rain
But it’s alright now in fact it’s a gas
And it’s alright, hey
I’m jumping jack flash it’s a gas gas gas
I was raised by a toothless bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap right across
my back
But it’s alright now in fact it’s a gas
And it’s alright, hey
I’m jumping jack flash it’s a gas gas gas
But it’s alright now in fact it’s a gas
And it’s alright
I’m jumping jack flash it’s a gas gas gas
But its alright now in fact its a gas
Its alright now in fact its a gas
But its alright now in fact its a gas
But its alright now, but its alright now
But its alright
Well, you know that I love my woman
But just sometimes she just don’t treat
me right
Yeah, I woke up this morning and I
looked her in the eye
She said sweet daddy, you got what I
want. But you aint giving it to me
Oh, and it hurt me deep down into my
soul. And I had [...] out of the door
I was [..] my heart [...]
Gonna ever see my baby no more
I went a-walking down the street
And I was ashamed to look at anyone I meet
Ooh, [..] and there she was standing
Leaning up against a lamp post
(well, tell it, tell it)
I saw her standing on the corner
A yellow ribbon in her hair
All night long my heart was shudder
Look at there, look at there
You’re the one, look at there
Youngblood, youngblood, youngblood
Woo, I cant get you out of my mind
And I couldn’t sleep, I went on crying
And I saw the rising of the sun
All night long my heart was crying
You’re the one, you’re the one
You’re the one, you’re the one
Youngblood, youngblood, youngblood
Well, I cant get you out of my mind
[...] she looked so tough
I had to follow her all the way home
And when we were there
I met her dad, he said:
You’d better leave my daughter alone
And I couldn’t sleep, I went on crying
And I saw the rising of the sun
All night long my heart was crying
You’re the one, you’re the one
You are the one, you’re the one
Youngblood, youngblood, youngblood
Woo, I can’t get enough of your love
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Leon Russell - Youngblood Woo, you’re breaking my heart in two
(youngblood, youngblood, youngblood)
Ooh, and I looked at that 19 year old girl
Right in the eye.
And I said you look so sweet to me
darling
But theres one thing I got to tell you.
You know, I’ve got me a fine old lady
Lying back there in that bedroom at
home
And I think I got to get hack to her.
Ooh, you aint interested in my, she said. [...] walking home down the street, back
to my pet
And I crawled and I snugged and I
crawled back in the bedroom
My baby looked at me with her great big
blue bedroom eyes
And she said:
Wooh, dad where have you been all
night long?
Yet I know I told you to get away from
me
I told you to leave me alone
Wooh, but I had a chain in your heart
And I’ve been needing you all night long
[...] needing the good thing
I aint had none of the good thing
Yeah and I looked at my baby and I said
Baby, I said, what is it that I’ve got that
you want, yeah?
She looked at me and she said, real
slow, real soft, real sweet
She said this right here:
Yeah, its alright now, in fact its a gas
Well, its alright now, in fact its a gas
But, its alright now, in fact its a gas
Its alright, its alright now
Yeah, now everybodys got a young lady at
home that they love
But sometimes the things, they just don’t go
right
But I want to tell you one thing, and its for sure
You treat your woman like you treat yourself
Everything is gonna be alright
Yeah its gonna be alright now. B
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Bob Dylan - Blowin' In The Wind How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
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Hair - Aquarius
When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revalation
And the mind's true liberation
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
Hair - Let The Sunshine In
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
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Jesus Christ Superstar - I Dont Know How To Love Him
(MARY MAGDALENE)
I don't know how to love him.
What to do, how to move him.
I've been changed, yes really changed.
In these past few days, when I've seen myself,
I seem like someone else.
I don't know how to take this.
I don't see why he moves me.
He's a man. He's just a man.
And I've had so many men before,
In very many ways,
He's just one more.
Should I bring him down?
Should I scream and shout?
Should I speak of love,
Let my feelings out?
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Don't you think it's rather funny,
I should be in this position.
I'm the one who's always been
So calm, so cool, no lover's fool,
Running every show.
He scares me so.
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Yet, if he said he loved me,
I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.
I'd turn my head. I'd back away.
I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so.
I love him so....
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Jesus Christ Superstar - Superstar
Every time I look at you I don't
understand
Why you let the things you did get so
out of hand.
You'd have managed better if you'd had
it planned.
Why'd you choose such a backward
time in such a strange land?
If you'd come today you could have
reached a whole nation.
Israel in 4 BC had no mass
communication.
Don't you get me wrong.
I only want to know.
Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ,
Who are you? What have you
sacrificed?
Jesus Christ Superstar,
Do you think you're what they say you
are?
Tell me what you think about your
friends at the top.
Who'd you think besides yourself's the
pick of the crop?
Buddha, was he where it's at? Is he
where you are?
Could Mohammed move a mountain, or
was that just PR?
Did you mean to die like that? Was that
a mistake, or
Did you know your messy death would
be a record breaker?
Don't you get me wrong.
I only want to know.
Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ,
Who are you? What have you
sacrificed?
Jesus Christ Superstar,
Do you think you're what they say you
are?
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Jesus Christ Superstar - Pinball Wizard
Ever since I was a young boy,
I've played the silver ball.
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played them all.
but I ain't seen nothing like him
In any amusement hall.
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
He stands like a statue,
Becomes part of the machine.
Feeling all the bumpers
Always playing clean.
plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
He's a pinball wizard
There has to be a twist.
A pin ball wizard,
S'got such a supple wrist.
How do you think he does it?
I don't know!
What makes him so good?
ain't got no distractions
Can't hear no buzzers and bells,
Don't see no lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell.
Always gets a replay,
Never tilts at all,
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball.
I thought I was
The Bally table king.
But I just handed
My pinball crown to him.
Even on my favorite table
He can beat my best.
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest.
He's got crazy flipper fingers
Never seen him fall.
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
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The Beatles - Lucy in the sky with Diamons
Picture Yourself In A Boat On A River
With Tangerine Trees And Marmalade Skies
Somebody Calls You
You Answer Quite Slowly
A Girl With Kaleidoscope Eyes
Cellophane Flowers Of Yellow And Green
Towering Over You Head
Look For The Girl With The Sun In Her Eyes
And She's Gone
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Ahhhhhhh
Follow Her Down To A Bridge
By A Fountain
Where Rocking Horse People
Eat Marshmallow Pies
Everyone Smiles As
You Drift Past The Flowers
That Grow So Incredibly High
Newspaper Taxis Appear On The Shore
Waiting To Take You Away
Climb In The Back With Your Head
In The Clouds
And You're Gone
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Ahhhhhhh
Picture Yourself On A Train In A Station
With Plasticine Porters With Looking Glass Ties
Suddenly Someone Is There At The Turnstile
The Girl With Kaleidoscope Eyes
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Ahhhhhhh
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The Beatles - Seargent Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band It was twenty years ago today, that
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They’ve been going in and out of style
But they’re guaranteed to raise a smile.
So may I introduce to you
The act you’ve known for all these years,
Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.
We’re Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,
We hope you will enjoy the show,
We’re Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,
Sit back and let the evening go.
Sgt. Pepper’s lonely, Sgt. Pepper’s lonely,
Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.
It’s wonderful to be here,
It’s certainly a thrill.
You’re such a lovely audience,
We’d like to take you home with us,
We’d love to take you home.
I don’t really want to stop the show,
But I thought you might like to know,
That the singer’sgoning to sing a song,
And he wants you all to sing along.
So may I introduce to you
The one only Billy Shears
And Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.
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IV. Altres artistes Concert Fantasy Fire and Magic Mountain Music Festival. Altres grups i cantants que hi van participar van ser:
Smokey Robinson & the Miracles The Blues Maggos The Birds
Canned Heat Every Mother's Son The Merry-Go-Round
The Mojo Men The 5th Dimension The Seeds
Captain Beefheart
Miami Pop Festival. Altres grups que van participar-hi van ser: The Grateful Dead Fleetwood Mac Iron Butterfly
Steppenwolf Chuck Berry The Infinite McCoys Joni Mitchell
Marvin Gaye The Turtles The BoxTops
Three Dog Night Pacific Gas and Electric Steppenwolf
Procol Harum Canned Heat Iron Butterfly
Country Joe and the Fish The Grateful Dead Buffy St. Marie
Booker T. and The M.G.’S Dino Valente Flatt and Scruggs
Junior Walker & His All Stars Butterfield Blues Band Richie Havens
James Cotton Blues Band H.P Lovecraft Canned Head
The Joe Tex Revue Ian & Sylvia The Grassroots
Charles Lloyd Quarter Sweet Inspirations Jimi Hendrix.
Festival de Woodstock. Els cantants del primer dia: Richie Havens Swami Satchidananda John Sebastian Country Joe McDonald & The Fish Sweetwater Bert Sommer Incredible String Band Tim Hardin Ravi Shankar Melanie Arlo Guthrie Joan Baez Els del segon: Quill Keef Hartley Band Santana
Canned Heat Mountain Janis Joplin
Creedence Clearwater Revival Sly & the Family Stone Grateful Dead
The Who Jefferson Airplane.
I els del tercer:
Joe Cocker Country Joe and the Fish Ten Years After
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Paul Butterfield Blues Band Blood, Sweat & Tears Johnny Winter
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young The Band Sha-Na-Na
Jimi Hendrix
Concert d’Altamont. Altres grups participants van ser: Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young The Flying Burrito Brothers Jefferson Airplane
Festival de l’illa de Wight. Altres artistes que hi van participar al concert del primer any van ser els següents:
Blodwyn Pig Blonde On Blonde Aynsley Dunbar
Bonzo Dog Dooh Dah Band Edgar Broughton Band Eclection
Family Gary Farr Fat Martes
Julie Felix Free Gypsy
Marsha Hunt and White Trash Richie Havens Indo Jazz Fusions
Liverpool Scene Mighty Baby The Nice
Tom Paxton Pentangle The Pretty Things
Third Ear Band The Who
Els del tercer any van ser:
Judas Jump Kathy Smith Rosalie Sorrels
David Bromberg Redbone Kris Kristofferson
Mighty Baby Andy Roberts Everyone Gary Farr
Howl Black Widow Groundhogs
Terry Reid Gilberto Gil Fairfield Parlour
Arrival Lighthouse Taste
Tony Joe White Family Procol Harum
The Voices of East Harlem Cactus John B. Sebastian
Shawn Phillips Lighthouse Joni Mitchell
Tiny Tim Miles Davis Ten Years After
Emerson Lake and Palmer The Doors The Who
Sly and the Family Stone Melanie Good News
Ralph McTell Heaven Donovan
Pentangle Moody Blues Jethro Tull
Jimi Hendrix Joan Baez
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V. Bibliografia
Pàgines web utilitzades per a obtenir les lletres de les cançons. Segueixen el
mateix ordre que les cançons del primer i segon CD.
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