joan baez, nina simone

8/12/2019 Joan Baez, Nina Simone

1/11

DIAMONDS AND RUST (Words and Music by

Joan Baez)

Well I'll be damned

Here comes your ghost again

But that's not unusual

It's just that the moon is fullAnd you haened to call

And here I sit

Hand on the telehone

Hearing a !oice I'd "no#n

A coule of light years ago

Heading straight for a fall

As I remember your eyes

Were bluer than robin's eggs

My oetry #as lousy you said

Where are you calling from$

A booth in the mid#est

%en years agoI bought you some cufflin"s

&ou brought me something

We both "no# #hat memories can bring

%hey bring diamonds and rust

Well you burst on the scene

Already a legend

%he un#ashed henomenon

%he original !agabond

&ou strayed into my arms

And there you stayed

%emorarily lost at sea

%he Madonna #as yours for free

&es the girl on the halfshell

Would "ee you unharmed

o# I see you standing

With bro#n lea!es falling around

And sno# in your hair

o# you're smiling out the #indo#

f that crummy hotel

!er Washington *+uare

ur breath comes out #hite clouds

Mingles and hangs in the air

*ea"ing strictly for me

We both could ha!e died then and there

o# you're telling me

&ou're not nostalgic

%hen gi!e me another #ord for it

&ou #ho are so good #ith #ords

And at "eeing things !ague

Because I need some of that !agueness no#

It's all come bac" too clearly

&es I lo!ed you dearly

And if you're offering me diamonds and

rust

I'!e already aid

SWEETER FOR ME (Words and Music by

Joan Baez)

,ed telehone sitting by my bed

-ractically bore your name

.ying alone in the t#ilight zone

Waiting for your call to come inHadn't been for the "id

Who #as sleeing ustairs

&ou'd ha!e found me #ell on my #ay

n that midnight lane to ./A/ &ou

suffered s#eeter for me

%han anyone I'!e e!er "no#n I dared

to loo" into the years

Would you still ha!e your #ife$

I dared to eer through my tears

0ould #e e!er ha!e a life$

1!en thought I #as regnant by you

But I didn't care

I just tal"ed to my sonWould he mind another one$ &ou

suffered s#eeter for me

%han anyone I'!e e!er "no#n nce more

the mist rolls to the sea

.i"e a hundred times #e'!e "no#n

%rees are faded and the clouds ha!e

stoed

Where the #ind had blo#n

Ho# I dread #hen the e!ening comes

And I cannot be

What you #ant me to be

When you are ne2t to me

Ho# silent you are as the !eils come

do#n

Before my eyes

*oft and reser!ed as you mo!e a#ay

3onning your disguise

While e!ery fol" song that I e!er

"ne#

nce more comes true

And lo!es gro#s old

And #a2es cold

&ou suffered s#eeter for me

%han anyone I'!e e!er "no#n Just one

fa!or of you4 my lo!e

If I should die today

%a"e me do#n to #here the hills

Meet the sea on a stormy day

,ide a ridge on a sno# #hite horse

And thro# my ashes a#ay

%o the #ind and the sand

Where my song began

&ou suffered s#eeter for me

%han anyone I'!e e!er "no#n


2/11

SWEET SIR GALAHAD

(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

*#eet *ir 5alahad

came in through the #indo#

in the night #henthe moon #as in the yard/

He too" her hand in his

and shoo" the long hair

from his nec" and he told her

she'd been #or"ing much too hard/

It #as true that e!er since the day

her crazy man had assed a#ay

to the land of oet's ride4

she laughed and tal"ed alot

#ith ne# eole on the bloc"

but al#ays at e!ening time she cried/

And here's to the da#n of their days/

*he mo!ed her head

a little do#n on the bed

until it rested softly on his "nee/

And there she droed her smile

and there she sighed a#hile4

and told him all the sadness

of those years that numbered three/

Well you "no# I thin" my fate's

belated

because of all the hours I #aitedfor the day #hen I'd no longer cry/

I get myself to #or" by eight

but oh4 #as I born too late4

and do you thin" I'll fail

at e!ery single thing I try$

And here's to the da#n of their days/

He just ut his arm around her

and that's the #ay I found her

eight months later to the day/

%he lines of a smile erased

the tear trac"s uon her face4

a smile could linger4 e!en stay/

*#eet *ir 5alahad #ent do#n

#ith his gay bride of flo#ers4

the rince of the hours

of her lifetime/

And here's to the da#n

of their days4

of their days/

HERE'S TO YOU

(Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by

Ennio Morricone)

Here's to you4 icola and Bart

,est fore!er here in our hearts

%he last and final moment is

yours

%hat agony is your triumh


3/11

FOUR WOMEN

ina *imone

My s"in is blac"

My arms are long

My hair is #oolyMy bac" is strong

*trong enough to ta"e the ain

It's been inflicted again and again

What do they call me

My name is A6% *A,AH

My name is Aunt *arah

My s"in is yello#

My hair is long

Bet#een t#o #orlds

I do belong

My father #as rich and #hiteHe forced my mother late one night


My name is *I77,IA

My name is *iffronia

My s"in is tan

My hair's alright4 it's fine

My his in!ite you

And my lis are li"e #ine

Whose little girl am I$

Well yours if you ha!e some money to

buy


My name is *W11% %HI5

My name is *#eet %hing

My s"in is bro#n

And my manner is tough

I'll "ill the first mother I see

0os my life has been too rough

I'm a#fully bitter these days

because my arents #ere sla!es


My

name

is

-1A0H1*

BLACK SWAN

(89:;) 5ian 0arlo Menotti

%he sun is falling and it lies

in blood%he moon is #ea!ing bandages of

gold

ld Blac" *#an #here oh #here is

my lo!er no#

Where oh #here is my lo!er no#

%orn and tattered is my bridal

go#n and my lam is lost

With sil!er needles and #ith

sil!er threads

%he stars stitch a route for the

dying sunld Blac" *#an #here oh #here is

my lo!er no#

I had gi!en him a "iss and a

golden ring

And a golden ring

I had gi!en him a "iss of fire

and a golden ring

h #ith sil!er needles and #ith

sil!er threads

%he stars stitch a route for the

dying sun

Blac" Wing o Blac" Wing ta"e me

do#n #ith you

%a"e me do#n #ith you ta"e me

do#n #ith you

%a"e me do#n #ith you

ld Blac" *#an ta"e me do#n #ith

you

I had gi!en him a "iss of fire

%a"e me do#n #ith you

aria from the oera The Medium


4/11

RAGS OLD IRON

orman 0urtis4 scar Bro#n jr

,ags old iron rags old iron

All he #as buying #as just rags and

old iron

I heard that old rag man no# ma"ing

his rounds

He came right to my alley .ord #ith

sorro#ful sounds

0rying rags old iron and ulling his

cart

As" him ho# much he'd gi!e me for my

bro"en heart



old iron

*o I as"ed that old rag man ho# much

he #ould ay

7or a heart that #as bro"en baby #hen

you #ent a#ay

7or a burnt out old lo!e light that

no longer beams

And a coule of slightly used second

hand dreams



old iron

7or those big emty romises you used

to ma"e

7or those memories of you that are no

longer s#eet

I #ish he could haul them off do#n

the street



old iron

When lo!e doesn't last tell me #hat

is it #orth

It #as once mama's most recious

ossession on earth

When I as"ed that old rag man if he'd

li"e to buy

He just shoo" his head and continued

to cry



old iron


,ags old iron rags old iron rags old

iron

WILD IS THE WIND

89


5/11

BLACK IS THE COLOR

Blac" is the color of my true lo!e's

hair

His face so soft and #ondrous fair

%he urest eyesand the strongest hands

I lo!e the ground on #here he stands

I lo!e the ground on #here he stands


hair

f my true lo!e's hair

f my true lo!e's hair

h I lo!e my lo!er

and #here he goes

yes4 I lo!e the ground on #here hegoes

And still I hoe

that the time #ill come

#hen he and I #ill be as one

#hen he and I #ill be as one

*o blac" is the color of my true

lo!e's hair


hair


hair

FEELING GOOD

Anthony e#ley4 .eslie Bricusse

Birds flying high you "no# ho# I

feel*un in the s"y you "no# ho# I

feel

,eeds driftin' on by you "no#

ho# I feel

(refrain=)

It's a ne# da#n

It's a ne# day

It's a ne# life

7or me

And I'm feeling good

7ish in the sea you "no# ho# I

feel

,i!er running free you "no# ho#

I feel

Blossom in the tree you "no# ho#

I feel

(refrain)

3ragonfly out in the sun you

"no# #hat I mean4 don't you "no#

Butterflies all ha!in' fun you"no# #hat I mean

*lee in eace #hen day is done

%hat's #hat I mean

And this old #orld is a ne#

#orld

And a bold #orld

7or me

*tars #hen you shine you "no#

ho# I feel

*cent of the ine you "no# ho# Ifeel

h freedom is mine

And I "no# ho# I feel


6/11

WILLOW WEEP FOR ME

(89>?) Ann ,onell

Willo# #ee for me4 #illo# #ee for

me4Bend your branches green along the

stream that runs to sea4

.isten to my lea4 listen #illo# #ee

for me4

5one my lo!er's dream4 lo!ely summer

dream4

5one and left me here to #ee my

tears into the stream4

*ad as I can be Hear me #illo# and

#ee for me/

Whiser to the #ind to say that lo!ehas sinned

%o lea!e my heart aching and ma"ing

this moan4

Murmur to the night to hide her

starry light4

*o none #ill find me sighing and

crying all alone4

Weeing #illo# tree4 #ee in

symathy4

Bend your branches do#n along the

ground and co!er me4

When the shado#s fall4 bend oh #illo#and #ee for me/

%o lea!e my heart aching and ma"ing

this moan4

*o none #ill find me sighing and

crying all alone4

Weeing #illo# tree4 #ee in

symathy4

Bend your branches do#n along the

ground and co!er me4

When the shado#s fall4 bend oh

#illo#4Bend oh #illo# and #ee for me/


7/11

THESE BOOTS ARE MADE FOR WALKING

&ou "ee saying you got something for

me

*omething you call lo!e but confess

&ou'!e been a'messin' #here you

shouldn't '!e been a'messin'And no# someone else is getting all

your best

Well4 these boots are made for

#al"ing4 and that's just #hat they'll

do

ne of these days these boots are

gonna #al" all o!er you

&ou "ee lyin' #hen you oughta be

truthin'

&ou "ee losing #hen you oughta not

bet&ou "ee samin' #hen you oughta be

a'changin'

What's right is right but you ain't

been right yet

%hese boots are made for #al"ing4 and

that's just #hat they'll do



&ou "ee laying #here you shouldn't

be laying

And you "ee thin"ing that you'll

ne!er get burnt (HAH)

Well4 I'!e just found me a brand ne#

bo2 of matches (&1AH)

And #hat he "no#s you ain't had time

to learn

%hese boots are made for #al"ing4 and

that's just #hat they'll do



Are you ready4 boots$

*tart #al"in'

GAMES WITHOUT FRONTIERS

Hans lays #ith .otte4 .otte

lays #ith Jane

Jane lays #ith Willi4 Willi

is hay again

*u"i lays #ith .eo4 *acha

lays #ith Britt

Adolf builts a bonfire4

1nrico lays #ith it

It's a "noc"out

If loo"s could "ill4 they

robably #ill

In games #ithout frontiers

#ar #ithout tears

5ames #ithout frontiers#ar

#ithout tears

Jeu2 sans frontieres



Andre has sa red flag4

0hiang 0hing's is blue

%hey all ha!e hills to fly

them on e2cet for .in %ai

&u

3ressing u in costumes4

laying silly games

Hiding out in treetos

shouting out rude names

It's a "noc"out

If loo"s could "ill they

robably #ill


#ars #ithout tears

If loo"s could "ill they

robably #ill


#ar #ithout tears

5ames #ithout frontiers#ar

#ithout tears





8/11

COCKNEY REBEL - SEBASTIAN

,adiate simly4 the candle is

burning4 so lo# for me

5enerate me limly4 can't seem to

lace your name4 cherie

%o rearrange all these thoughts in amoment is suicide

0ome to a strange lace4 #e'll tal"

o!er old times #e ne!er smile

*omebody called me *ebastian


Wor" out a rhyme4 toss me the time4

lay me4 you're mine

And #e all "no#4 oh yeah@

&our -ersian eyes sar"le your lis4

ruby blue4 ne!er sea" a

sound

And you4 oh so gay4 #ith -arisiandemands4 you can runaround

And your !ie# of society scre#s u my

mind li"e you'll ne!er "no#

.ead me a#ay4 come inside4 see my

mind in "aleidoscoe



Mangle my mind4 lo!e me sublime4 do

it in style4

*o #e all "no#4 oh yeah@

&ou're not gonna run4 babe4 #e only

just begun4 babe4 to comromise*lagged in a Bo#ery saloon4 lo!e's a

story #e'll serialize

-ale angel face green eyeshado#4

the glitter is outasight

o courtesan could begin to deciher

your beam of light



3ance on my heart4 laugh4 s#oo and

dart4 ladidida4

o# #e all "no# you4 yeah@

YUPPI DU

(Celentano

&ui du yui du yui du

&ui duidu yui du


&ui duidu yui du ////

%here's a fragrance of lo!e in

the air

It's enetrating far dee in my

heart

And the star it #as reborn in

the s"y

And it died the day she #ent

a#ay


&ui duidu yui du&ui du yui du yui du

&ui duidu yui du

I feel the sound of a thousand

colours

Which aints this scene this act

of lo!e

I hear the music that comes from

the #ater

%hat rises from bo#els of the

earth


&ui duidu yui du


&ui duidu yui du

o# before me a cemetery do I

see

Where all the arms of #ar are

buried dee

And from the hea!ens descends a

grand feast

Where all the nations of the

#orld are united


&ui duidu yui du


&ui duidu yui du

Aaah /// yui du yui du

yui du


9/11


10/11

AN OLD MAN CAME COURTING

Well an old man came courting me4 hey do a

darity

An old man came courting me4 me being

young

An old man came acourting me4 fain #ouldhe marry me

Maids #hen you're young ne!er #ed an old

man

7or he's got no falorum4 faliddleiorum

5ot no falorum4 faliddleiday

5ot no falorum4 and he's lost his ding

dorum

*o maids #hen you're young4 ne!er #ed an

old man

When that #e #ent to church4 hi do a

darity

When #e #ent to church4 me being youngWhen that #e #ent to church4 he left me in

the lurch

Maids #hen you're young4 ne!er #ed an old

man

When that #e #ent to tea4 hi do a darity

When #e #ent to tea4 me being young

When that #e #ent to tea4 he started

teasing me


man

When that #e #ent to bed4 hi do a darity

When #e #ent to bed4 me being young

When that #e #ent to bed4 he neither done

nor said


man

When that he #ent to slee4 hi do a darity

When he #ent to slee4 me being young

When that he #ent to slee4 out of bed I

did cree

Into the arms of a jolly young man

And I found his falorum4 faliddleiorum

I found his falorum4 faliddleiday

I found his falorum and he's got my ding

dorum

*o maids #hen you're young ne!er #ed an

old man

An old man came courting me4 hi do a

darity

An old man came courting me4 me being

young

An old man came acourting me4 fain #ould

he marry me


man

SUMMERTIME

*ummertime4 an' the li!in'

is easy

7ish are jumin' an' thecotton is high

h4 &o daddy's rich an' yo'

ma is good loo"in'

*o hush4 little baby4 don't

you cry

ne of these mornin's4 you

goin' to rise u singin'

%hen you'll sread yo'

#ings an' you'll ta"e the

s"y

But till that mornin'4there's a nothin' can harm

you

With daddy C mammy standin'

by


11/11

SINNERMAN (NINA SIMONE COVER)

Written by Nina Simone Performed by Paul Weinfield/Tam in

O! Sinnerman" #!ere you $onna run to%

Sinnerman" #!ere you $onna run to%

W!ere you $onna run to%

All on t!at day

Well I run to t!e ro&'" leae !ide me

I run to t!e ro&'"leae !ide me

I run to t!e ro&'" leae !ide me" ord

All on t!at day

*ut t!e ro&' &ried out" I &an+t !ide you

T!e ro&' &ried out" I &an+t !ide you

T!e ro&' &ried out" I ain+t $onna !ide you $uy

All on t!at day

So I run to t!e ea" it #a boilin+

I run to t!e ea" it #a boilin+

I run to t!e ea" it #a boilin+

All on t!at day

So I run to t!e ord" leae !ide me ord

,on+t you ee me rayin+%

,on+t you ee me do#n !ere rayin+%

*ut t!e ord aid" $o to t!e de-il

T!e ord aid" $o to t!e de-il

.e aid" $o to t!e de-il

All on t!at day

So I ran to t!e de-il" !e #a #aitin+

I ran to t!e de-il" !e #a #aitin+

Ran to t!e de-il" !e #a #aitin+

All on t!at day

I &ried

POWER0000000

Sinnerman you ou$!ta be rayin+

Ou$!ta be rayin+" Sinnerman

Ou$!ta be rayin+"

All on t!at day //

joan baez, nina simone

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