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Simon and Garfunkel : Wednesday Morning, 3 AM
1964

  1. You Can Tell The World
  2. Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream
  3. Bleecker Street
    +1
  4. Sparrow
    +1


  5. He Was My Brother
    +1
  6. Peggy-O
  7. The Sun Is Burning
  8. Wednesday Morning, 3 AM
    +1

You Can Tell The World

<Bob Gibson; Bob Camp>
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Well, you can tell the world about this
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You can tell the nation about that
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Tell 'em what the master has done
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Tell 'em that the gospel has come
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Tell 'em that the victory's been won
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He brought joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
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Into my heart
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Well, my Lord spoke, he spoke so well (Yes he did, yes he did)
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Talked about the flames that burn in hell (Yes he did, yes he did)
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Now, my Lord spoke, he spoke so well (Yes he did, yes he did)
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Talked about the children of Israel (Yes he did, yes he did)
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He brought joy, joy, joy into my heart Well, you can tell the world about this You can tell the nation about that Tell 'em what the master has done Tell 'em that the gospel has come Tell 'em that the victory's been won He brought joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy Into my heart Well, my Lord spoke, he spoke to me (Yes he did, yes he did) Talkin' 'bout a man from Galilee (Yes he did, yes he did) My Lord spoke, he spoke to me (Yes he did, yes he did) Talkin' 'bout a man from Galilee (Yes he did, yes he did) He brought joy, joy, joy into my heart Well, you can tell the world about this You can tell the nation about that Tell 'em what the master has done Tell 'em that the gospel has come Tell 'em that the victory's been won He brought joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy Into my heart Well, I don't know but I've been told (Yes he did, yes he did) Streets of Heaven are paved with gold (Yes he did, yes he did) Now the Jordan river is chilly and wide (Yes he did, yes he did) I've got a home on the other side (Yes he did, yes he did) He brought joy, joy, joy into my heart Well, you can tell the world about this You can tell the nation about that Tell 'em what the master has done Tell 'em that the gospel has come Tell 'em that the victory's been won He brought joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy Into my heart

Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream

<Ed McCurdy>
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Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before
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I dreamed the world had all agreed to put an end to war
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I dreamed I saw a mighty room, the room was filled with men
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And the paper they were signing said they'd never fight again
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And when the papers all were signed and a million copies made
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They all joined hands and bowed their heads and grateful prayers were prayed
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And the people in the streets below were dancing round and round
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And guns and swords and uniforms were scattered on the ground |
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Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before
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I dreamed the world had all agreed to put an end to war

Bleecker Street

Capo:
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Fog's rollin' in off the East River bank
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Like a shroud it covers Bleecker Street
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Fills the alleys where men sleep
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Hides the shepherd from the sheep Voices leaking from a sad cafe Smiling faces try to understand I saw a shadow touch a shadow's hand On Bleecker Street The poet reads his crooked rhyme Holy, holy is his sacrament Thirty dollars pays your rent On Bleecker Street Heard a church bell softly chime In a melody sustainin' It's a long road to Canaan On Bleecker Street

Sparrow

Capo:
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Who will love a little Sparrow?
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Who's traveled far and cries for rest?
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"Not I," said the oak tree
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"I won't share my branches with no sparrow's nest
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And my blanket of leaves won't warm her cold breast" Who will love a little Sparrow And who will speak a kindly word? "Not I," said the Swan "The entire idea is utterly absurd I'd be laughed at and scorned if the other Swans heard" Who will take pity in his heart And who will feed a starving sparrow? "Not I," said the Golden Wheat "I would if I could but I cannot I know I need all my grain to prosper and grow" Who will love a little Sparrow? Will no one write her eulogy? "I will," said the Earth "For all I've created returns unto me From dust were ye made and dust ye shall be"

He Was My Brother

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He was my brother
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Five years older than I
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He was my brother
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Twenty-three years old the day he died Freedom rider They cursed my brother to his face Go home, outsider Mississippi's gonna be your buryin' place He was singin' on his knees An angry mob trailed along They shot my brother dead
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Because he hated what was wrong He was my brother Tears can't bring him back to me He was my brother
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And he died so his brothers could be free, oh God
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He died so his brothers could be free
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Peggy-O

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As we marched down to Fanerio
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As we marched down to Fanerio
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Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
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And they called her name, pretty Peggy-o Come a-runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o Come a-runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o Come a-runnin' down the stairs, combin' back your yellow hair You're the prettiest little girl I've ever seen-o In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o In a carriage, you will ride, with your true love by your side As far as any maiden in the are-o What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o? What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o? What will your mother say, when she finds you've gone away To places far and strange to Fanerio? If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o If ever I return, all your cities I will burn
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Destroying all the ladies in the are-o
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Destroying all the ladies in the are-o

The Sun Is Burning

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The sun is burning in the sky
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Strands of clouds go slowly drifting by
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In the park, the lazy bees
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Are droning in the flowers among the trees
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And the sun burns in the sky Now the sun is in the west Little kids go home to take their rest And the couples in the park Are holding hands and waiting for the dark And the sun is in the west Now the sun is sinking low Children play and know it's time to go High above, a spot appears A little blossom blooms and then draws near And the sun is sinking low Now the sun has come to earth Shrouded in a mushroom cloud of death Death comes in a blinding flash Of hellish heat and leaves a smear of ash And the sun has come to earth Now the sun has disappeared All is darkness anger pain and fear Twisted, sightless wrecks of men Go groping on their knees and cry in pain And the sun has disappeared

Wednesday Morning, 3 AM

Capo:
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I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love
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As she lies here beside me asleep with the night
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And her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow
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Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight |
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| % | % | % | She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy And I watch as her breasts gently rise, gently fall For I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving And tonight will be all I have left to recall
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Oh, what have I done? Why have I done it?
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I've committed a crime, I've broken the law
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For twenty-five dollars and pieces of silver
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I held up and robbed a hard liquor store My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion A scene badly written in which I must play Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me
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The morning is just a few hours away