SIMON & GARFUNKEL - BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATER - 1970

BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATER
When you’re weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all

I’m on your side
When times get rough
And friends just can’t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

When you’re down and out
When you’re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you

I’ll take your part
When darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

Sail on Silver Girl,
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way

See how they shine
If you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind

EL CONDOR PASA (IF I COULD)
I’d rather be a sparrow than a snail
Yes, I would
If I could
I surely would

I’d rather be a hammer than a nail
Yes, I would
If I only could
I surely would

Away, I’d rather sail away
Like a swan that’s here and gone
A man gets tied up to the crown
He gives the world
Its saddest song

I’d rather be a forest than a street
Yes, I would
If I could
I surely would

I’d rather feel the earth beneath my feet
Yes, I would
If I only could
I surely would

CECILIA
Cecilia, you’re breaking my heart
You’re shaking my confidence daily
Oh Cecilia, I’m down on my knees
I’m begging you please to come home
Come on home

Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia
Up in my bedroom
I got up to wash my face
When I come back to bed
Someone's taken my place

Jubilation
She loves me again
I fall on the floor and I’m laughing
Jubilation
She loves me again
I fall on the floor and I’m laughing

KEEP THE CUSTOMER SATISFIED
Gee but its great to be back home
Home is where I want to be
I’ve been on the road so long my friend
That if you came along I know you couldn’t disagree
It’s the same old story
Everywhere I go I get slandered
Libeled, I hear words I never heard in the bible
And I’m one step ahead of the shoeshine
Two steps away from the county line
Just trying to keep my customers satisfied
Satisfied

Deputy Sheriff said to me
Tell me what you came here for boy
You better get your bags and flee
You’re in trouble boy
And now you're heading into more
It’s the same old story
Everywhere I go
I get slandered
Libeled
I hear words I never heard in the bible
And I’m one step ahead of the shoe shine.

SO LONG, FRANK LLOYD WRIGHT
So long, Frank Lloyd Wright
I can’t believe your song is gone so soon
I barely learned the tune
So soon
So soon

I’ll remember
Frank Lloyd Wright
All of the nights we'd harmonize till dawn
I never laughed so long
So long
So long

Architects may come and
Architects may go and
Never change your point of view
When I run dry
I stop awhile and think of you

So long, Frank Lloyd Wright
All of the nights we'd harmonize till dawn
I never laughed so long
So long
So long

THE BOXER
I am just a poor boy
Though my story’s seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station running scared
Laying low,
Seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie la lie ...

Asking only workman’s wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare,
There were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
Lie la lie ...

Then I’m laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me
leading me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev’ry glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
“I am leaving, I am leaving”
But the fighter still remains
Lie la lie ...

BABY DRIVER
My daddy was the family bassman
My mamma was an engineer
And I was born one dark gray morn
With music coming in my ears
In my ears

They call me Baby Driver
And once upon a pair of wheels
Hit the road and I'm gone ah
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engine feels
Ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engine feels

My daddy was a prominent frogman
My mamma’s in the Naval reserve
When I was young I carried a gun
But I never got the chance to serve
I did not serve

My daddy got a big promotion
My mamma got a raise in pay
There’s no-one home, we’re all alone
Oh come in my room and play
Yes we can play

I’m not talking about your pigtails
But I’m talking ‘bout your sex appeal
Hit the road and I’m gone ah
What's my number?
I wonder how your engine feels
Ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What’s my number?
I wonder how your engine feels

THE ONLY LIVING BOY IN NEW YORK
Tom, catch your plane ride on time
I know you’re part will go fine
Fly down to Mexico
Dot-n-do-do
And here I am
The only living boy in New York

I get the news I need
On the weather report
I can gather news I need
On the weather report

Hey I’ve got nothing to do today
But smile
And here I am
The only living boy in New York

Half of the time we’re gone
But we don’t know where
And we don’t know where

Ah... Here I am

Half of the time we’re gone
But we don’t know where
And we don’t know where

Tom, catch your plane ride on time
I know that you’ve been eager to fly now
Hey let your honesty shine shine shine now
Dot-n-do-do-do

Like it shines on me
The only living boy in New York
The only living boy in New York

Ah... Here I am
Ah... Here I am
(observação: “Tom” é uma referência a Artur Garfunkel, um velho apelido dos dias quando S&G eram conhecidos como Tom e Jerry. Paul Simon escreveu esta canção quando Artur Garfunkel estava no México para sua participação no filme Catch 22.)

WHY DON’T YOU WRITE ME?
Why don’t you write me?
I’m out in the jungle
I’m hungry to hear you
Send me a card
I am waiting so hard
To be near you. (La, la, la)
Why don’t you write?
Something is wrong
And I know I got to be there
Maybe I’m lost
But I can’t make the cost
Of the airfare

Tell me why
Why
Why
Tell me why
Why
Why

Why don’t you write me?
A letter would brighten
My loneliest evening
Mail it today
If it’s only to say
That you're leaving me. (La, la, la)

Monday morning, sitting in the sun
Hoping and wishing for the mail to come
Tuesday, never got a word
Wednesday, Thursday, ain’t no sign
Drank a half a bottle of iodine
Friday, woe is me
Gonna hang my body from the highest tree
Why don’t you write me?

BYE BYE LOVE
compositores: Felice and Boudleaux Bryant
Bye bye love
Bye bye happiness
Hello loneliness
I think I’m gonna cry
Bye bye love
Bye bye sweet caress
Hello emptiness
I feel like I could die
Bye bye my love, goodbye

There goes my baby
With someone new
She sure looks happy
I sure am blue
She was my baby
Till he stepped in
Goodbye to romance
That might have been

Bye bye love
Bye bye happiness
Hello loneliness
I think I'm gonna cry
Bye bye love
Bye bye sweet caress
Hello emptiness
I feel like I could die
Bye bye my love, goodbye

I’m through with romance
I’m through with love
I’m through with counting
The stars above
And here’s the reason
That I’m so free
My loving baby
Is through with me

Bye bye love
Bye bye happiness
Hello loneliness
I think I’m gonna cry
Bye bye love
Bye bye sweet caress
Hello emptiness
I feel like I could die
Bye bye my love, goodbye

SONG FOR THE ASKING
Here is my song for the asking
Ask me and I will play
So sweetly, I’ll make you smile

This is my tune for the taking
Take it, don’t turn away
I’ve been waiting all my life

Thinking it over
I’ve been sad
Thinking it over
I’d be more glad
To change my ways for the asking
Ask me I will play
All the love that I hold inside

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