Escrita
por Graham Nash, foi gravada em 1968 e lançada em maio de 1969 no
disco Crosby, Stills and Nash. Foi também lançada em compacto em
julho de 1969, com Helplessly hoping como Lado B. Chegou ao número
28 dos charts pop americanos em 23 de agosto de 1969.
Nash
escreveu-a nos seus últimos anos da Hollies, cuja qual ele foi
fundador em 1962 e ficou nela até 1968. Os Hollies rejeitaram a
canção. Crosby, Stills and Nash aproveitaram-a.
A
inspiração veio em umas férias que ele passou em Marrocos em 1966.
Nessa viagem, Nash foi de trem de Casablanca até Marrakesh. Ele
começou a viagem na primeira classe, mas achou muito monótono e
saiu pra explorar o resto dos vagões e ficou fascinando com o que
viu.
Tinha
de tudo. Patos, porcos, galinhas... ele disse que a canção retrata
fielmente tudo o que ele viu por lá. Marrakesh Express fez sua
estréia justamente no Festival de Woodstock.
David
Crosby fez backing vocals, Stephen Stills fez backing vocals, tocou
as guitarras, baixo, teclados e percussão. Graham Nash cantou e
tocou guitarra ritmica. Jim Gordon tocou bateria.
A
letra:
Looking
at the world
Through the sunset in your eyes
Trying to make the train
Through clear Moroccan skies
Ducks and pigs and chickens call
Animal carpet wall to wall
American ladies five foot tall in blue.
Through the sunset in your eyes
Trying to make the train
Through clear Moroccan skies
Ducks and pigs and chickens call
Animal carpet wall to wall
American ladies five foot tall in blue.
Sweeping cobwebs from the edges of my
mind
Had to get away to see what we could find
Hope the days that lie ahead
Bring us back to where they've led
Listen not to what's been said to you
Had to get away to see what we could find
Hope the days that lie ahead
Bring us back to where they've led
Listen not to what's been said to you
Would you know we're riding
On the Marrakesh Express
Would you know we're riding
On the Marrakesh Express
All on board that train
On the Marrakesh Express
Would you know we're riding
On the Marrakesh Express
All on board that train
I've been saving all my money just to
take you there
I smell the garden in your hair
I smell the garden in your hair
Take the train from Casablanca going
south
Blowing smoke rings from the corners of my my, my, my, my mouth
Colored cottons hang in air
Charming cobras in the square
Striped Djellebas we can wear at home
Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
They're taking me to Marrakesh Express
Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
They're taking me to Marrakesh
All on board that train
All on board that train
Blowing smoke rings from the corners of my my, my, my, my mouth
Colored cottons hang in air
Charming cobras in the square
Striped Djellebas we can wear at home
Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
They're taking me to Marrakesh Express
Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
They're taking me to Marrakesh
All on board that train
All on board that train
A versão de Crosby, Stills and Nash:
A versão do Taste of Woodstock:
A versão de Stan Gilbert:
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