Escrita
por Neil Young, foi gravada entre fevereiro e abril de 1974, na
California. No Broken Arror Atudios, em San Francisco. Produzida por
Neil Young e David Briggs, foi lançada em 19 de julho de 1974 no
disco On the beach, o quinto da carreira solo de Neil Young. Walk on
é uma combinação de uma visão cínica com um toque de fechar um
ciclo e ir em frente pra continuar vivendo. Neil Young cantou e tocou
guitarra. Bem Keith tocou slide guitar. Billy Talbot tocou baixo.
Ralph Molina tocou bateria e fez backing vocals.
A
letra:
I
hear some people been talkin' me down Bring up my name, pass it
'round They don't mention happy times They do their thing, I'll
do mine
Ooh baby, that's hard
to change I can't tell them how to feel Some get stoned, some
get strange Sooner or later, it all gets real
Walk on, walk on Walk
on, walk on
I remember the good old
days Stayed up all night gettin' crazed Then the money was not
so good But we still did the best we could
Ooh baby, that's hard
to change I can't tell them how to feel Some get stoned, some
get strange Sooner or later it all gets real
Walk on, walk on Walk
on, walk on Walk on, walk on
Escrita
por John Lennon, foi gravada em junho e julho de 1974 e lançada em
23 de setembro de 1974 no compacto que tinha Beef Jerky como Lado B.
Saiu três dias depois no quinto disco solo de John Lennon, chamado
Walls and Bridges. Foi produzida pelo próprio John Lennon. Chegou ao
número 1 nos charts da Billboard Hot100, número 36 no Reino Unido e
número 2 no Canadá. John pegou a frase título assitindo TV, o
programa do Reverend Ike, quando o mesmo proferiu a frase. Foi
inspirada na música número 1 das paradas no momento, Rock your
baby, de George McCrae. Foi o único número 1 nos Billboard Hot100
de John enquanto ele era vivo. E curiosamente, John foi o último dos
Beatles a conseguir um número 1 nos Estados Unidos como artista
solo. A gravação tem Elton John no piano e nas harmonias vocais.
Durante a gravação, Elton John apostou com John que ela seria
número 1. John duvidou e apostou com ele que se a canção fosse
numero 1, John iria subir no palco com Elton John no Madison Square
Garden e cantar com ele três canções. A canção chegou ao número
1 e John Lennon subiu ao palco de graça com Elton John no dia 28 de
novembro de 1978. John Lennon cantou e tocou guitarra. Elton John
tocou piano, orgao e fez harmonias vocais. Ken Ascher tocou
clarinete. Jesse Ed Davis tocou guitarra. Arthur Jenkins tocou
percussão. Jim Keltner tocou bateria. Bobby Keys tocou sax tenor.
Ron Aprea tocou sax alto. Eddie Mottau tocou violão e Klaus Voorman
tocou baixo.
A
letra:
Whatever
gets you thru the night It's all right, it's all right It's
your money or your life It's all right, it's all right Don't
need a sword to cut thru flowers Oh no, oh no
Whatever gets you thru
your life It's all right, it's all right Do it wrong or do it
right It's all right, it's all right Don't need a watch to
waste your time Oh no, oh no
Hold me, darlin', come
on, listen to me I won't do you no harm Trust me, darlin', come
on, listen to me Come on, listen to me, come on, listen, listen
Whatever gets you to
the light It's all right, it's all right Out the blue or out of
sight It's all right, it's all right Don't need a gun to blow
you mind Oh no, oh no
Hold me, darlin', come
on, listen to me I won't do you no harm Trust me, darlin', come
on, listen to me Come on, listen to me, come on, listen, listen
Escrita
por Jackson Browne, foi gravada em 1973, e lançada em outubro de
1973 no disco de mesmo nome. Depois de gravar seu primeiro LP, Browne
deixou Los Angeles, onde foi criado e se mudou pra Bay Area, onde
procurava por uma casa pra alugar ou comprar e enquanto isso morava
com David Crosby no seu barco. Nesse período, Crosby tinha uns
vizinhos, também com barcos, que só falavam em velejar até o por
do sol no oceano pacífico. Browne escreveu essa úsica em resposta à
essa idéia que ele achava totalmente sem sentido. For everyman é o
nome do barco que velejou pro pacífico sul para protestar contra
testes de armas nucleares no começo dos anos 60. Crosby faz as
harmonias vocais na gravação de For Everyman.
A
letra:
Everybody
I talk to is ready to leave With the light of the morning They've
seen the end coming down Long enough to believe That they've
heard their last warning Standing alone Each has his own ticket
in his hand And as the evening descends I sit thinking 'bout
Everyman
Seems like I've always
been Looking for some other place To get it together Where
with a few of my friends I could give up the race And maybe
find something better But all my fine dreams Well though out
schemes To gain the motherland Have all eventually come down To
waiting for Everyman
Waiting here for
Everyman Make it on your own if you think you can If you see
somewhere to go I understand Waiting here for Everyman
Don't ask me if he'll
show, baby I don't know
Make it on your own if
you think you can Somewhere later on you'll have to take a
stand Then you're going to need a hand
Everybody's just
waiting to hear from the one Who can give them the answers And
lead them back to that place In the warmth of the sun Where
sweet childhood still dances Who'll come along And hold out
that strong That gentle father's hand
Long ago I heard
someone say Something 'bout Everyman
Waiting here for
Everyman Make it on your own Make it if you think you can If
you see somewhere to go I understand
I'm not trying to tell
you That I've seen the plan Turn and walk away if you think I
am But don't think too badly Of one who's left holding
sand He's just another dreamer Dreaming 'bout Everyman
Escrita
por Roger McGinn e Jacques Levy, foi gravada de 16 de outubro à 15
de novembro de 1972, no Wally Heider's Studio 3, em Los Angeles,
California, com Roger McGuinn nos vocais principais. Foi lançada em
7 de março de 1973 no disco Byrds, o décimo e último dessa
lendária banda. Chris Hillman tocou bandolim na canção.
A
letra:
Sweet
Mary I've got to be leavin' Oh, I can't let you into my
life 'Cause I know it would end in off in grieving And the last
thing I need is a wife
When I met you I met
you for pleasure And the good times of runnin' around Then you
seemed to me so understanding From the weight that's been draggin'
me down
Then the good times are
coming between us Though you've helped me I'm burning my load And
I've never felt more like a lover But I'm running right off the
road
Sweet Mary I've got to
be leavin' Oh, I can't let you into my life 'Cause I know it
would end off in grieving And the last thing I need is a wife
Oh, it's nothing you
said or invited And it's nothing you did that was wrong And our
love together was Heaven And I promised myself to be strong
Sweet Mary I've got to
be leavin' Oh, I can't let you into my life 'Cause I know it
would end off in grieving And the last thing I need is a wife.
Escrita
por Jerry Garcia e Robert Hunter, foi gravada de 4 a 15 de agosto de
1973 e lançada em 15 de outubro de 1973, no disco Wake of the flood.
Hunter fez a letra e Garcia a música. Hunter disse que escreveu essa
letra lembrando de quando ele estava no Grade 2, uma grande enchente,
em 1949, ele foi morar na casa dos outros, o pai abandonou a família
e o governo o colocou em foster homes. No foster home que ele estava,
ocorreu a enchente, perto de Vanport, Oregon, que ele pensava ser
Washington. Jerry Garcia tocou guitarra e pedal steel guitar e fez
vocais. Donna Jean Godchaux fez vocais. Keith Godchaux tocou teclado
e fez vocais. Phil Lesh tocou baixo. Bill Kreutzmann tocou bateria e
Bob Wier tocou guitarra e fez vocais.
A
letra:
Wake
of the flood, laughing water, forty-nine, Get out the pans, don't
just stand there dreamin' Get out of the way, get out of the way,
Here comes sunshine,
here comes sunshine.
Line up a long shot
maybe try it two times, maybe more, Good to know you got shoes to
wear when you find the floor, Why hold out for more?
Here comes sunshine,
here comes sunshine.
Askin' you nice, now,
keep the mother rollin' One more time,
Been down before, You
just don't have to go no more, no more.
Escrita
por Dickey Betts, foi gravada pelos Allman Brothers em outubro de
1972 e lançada em agosto de 1973, no compacto que tinha Pony Boy
como Lado B e também saiu no disco Brothers and sisters. Dickey
Betts era guitarrista da banda.Foi inspirada na canção de mesmo
nome, de 1951, do grande Hank Williams. É a música mais country dos
Allman Brothers, por isso eles relutaram em gravar. O guitarrista Les
Dudek faz as harmonias na guitarra. Foi uma das últimas
contribuições do baiista Berry Oakley na banda. Chegou ao número 2
no Billboard Hot100, sendo a primeira e única vez que a banda tinha
um Top10 nesse chart. Chegou também ao número 7 no Canadá.
A
letra:
Lord,
I was born a ramblin' man, Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the
best I can. And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll
understand, That I was born a ramblin' man.
My father was a
gambler down in Georgia, And he wound up on the wrong end of a
gun. And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus Rollin'
down highway 41.
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man, Tryin' to
make a livin' and doin' the best I can. And when it's time for
leavin', I hope you'll understand, That I was born a ramblin'
man.
I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin', Leaving out
of Nashville, Tennessee, They're always having a good time down on
the bayou, Lord Them Delta women think the world of me.
Lord,
I was born a ramblin' man, Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the
best I can. And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll
understand, That I was born a ramblin' man.
[Repeat and
Fade] Lord, I was born a ramblin' man...
Escrita
por Marvin Gaye e Ed Townsend, foi gravada em 22 de março de 1973,
em Hittsville West, em Los Angeles, California e lançada em 15 de
junho de 1973 no disco que tinha I wish it would rain como Lado B.
Saiu depois no disco de mesmo nome em 28 de agosto de 1973. Foi
produziada pelo próprio Marvin Gaye. Instrumentação foi feita
pelos Funk Brothers. Foi o hit de maior sucesso de Gaye pra Motown. A
canção tem conteúdo sexual. Gaye buscava a liberação sexual.
Chegou ao número 1 do Billboard Hot100 e número 1 do Billboard R&B.
Vendeu quatro milhões de cópias, sendo o maior recorde de vendas da
Motown até então. É a canção número 167 da lista da revista
Rolling Stone das 500 greatest songs of all time. Billboard disse que
ela era o número 32 da sua lista das Hot100 All time top song list.
A
letra:
I've
been really tryin', baby Tryin' to hold back this feeling for so
long And if you feel like I feel, baby Then, c'mon, oh, c'mon,
whoa
Let's get it on Ah,
baby, let's get it on Let's love, baby Let's get it on,
sugar Let's get it on, woo hoo
We're all sensitive
people With so much to give Understand me, sugar (ooh
ooh) Since we've got to be here Let's live I love you
There's nothing wrong
with me Loving you, baby no no And giving yourself to me can
never be wrong If the love is true, oh baby
Ooh don't you know how
sweet and wonderful
Life can be ooh (let me
love you) I'm asking you baby to get it on with me ooh ooh (let me
love you) I ain't gonna worry (let me love you) I ain't gonna
push, won't push you baby (let me love you)
So c'mon, c'mon, c'mon,
c'mon, c'mon, baby Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey
Let's get it on (ooh
ooh) Let's get it on (ooh ooh) You know what I'm talkin'
'bout C'mon, baby, hey, hey
Let your love come
out If you believe in love Let's get it on, ooh Let's get it
on, baby This minute, oh yeah Let's get it on Please, please
get it on
I know and you know
what I've been dreaming of,
Don't you baby? (ah,
ah, ah, ah) My whole body makes that feelin' of love
I'm happy (my body
wants ya, my body wants ya)
I ain't gonna worry, no
I ain't gonna push (ah) I won't push you baby, woo (ah ah)
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon,
c'mon, c'mon, darlin' Stop beatin' 'round the bush
Oh, gonna get it on
(ooh, ooh) Threatenin' you, baby (ooh, ooh) I wanna get it on
(ooh, ooh) You don't have to worry that it's wrong (ooh, ooh)
If the spirit moves ya
(ooh, ooh) Let me groove ya good (ooh, ooh) Let your love come
down (ooh, ooh) Oh, get it on
C'mon, baby (ooh,
ooh) Do you know the meaning? (ooh, ooh) I've been sanctified
(ooh, ooh), hey hey Girl, you give me good feeling (ooh, ooh) (so
good) So good, somethin' like sanctified (ooh, ooh)
Oh dear I, baby (ooh,
ooh) Nothing wrong with love (ooh, ooh) If you want to love
me just let your self go (ooh, ooh) Oh baby, let's get it on
(ooh, ooh)
Escrita
por Bob Welch, foi gravada no meio de 1973 no estúdio móvel dos
Rolling Stones, foi lançada em 15 de outubro de 1973 no disco
Mystery to me e também no compacto que tinha For your love como Lado
A. Bob Welch cantou, tocou violão e guitarra. Bob Weston tocou
guitarra solo e base e fez backing vocals. Christine McVie tocou
pianet Hohner, teclado e fez backing vocals. John McVie tocou baixo e
Mike Fleetwood tocou bateria
A
letra:
It's
the same kind of story That seems to come down from long ago Two
friends having coffee together When something flies by their
window
It
might be out on that lawn Which is wide, at least half of a
playing field Because there's no explaining what your
imagination Can make you see and feel
Seems like a dream They
got me hypnotized
Now it's not a
meaningless question To ask if they've been and gone I remember
a talk about North Carolina And a strange, strange pond
You see the sides were
like glass In the thick of a forest without a road And if any
man's hand ever made that land Then I think it would've showed
That's why it seems
like a dream Got me hypnotized And I know that's right
Seems like a dream They
got me hypnotized
They say there's a
place down in Mexico Where a man can fly over mountains and
hills And he don't need an airplane or some kind of engine And
he never will
Now you know it's a
meaningless question To ask if those stories are right 'Cause
what matters most is the feeling You get when you're hypnotized
Escrita
por Jacques Brel e lançada por ele em 1961, se chamava originalmente
de Le Moribond. Foi feita uma versão em inglês por Rod McKuen já
em 1963. Fala da morte de um homem e seu adeus às pessoas que ele
ama. Em 1973 foi um hit mundial pro canadense Terry Jacks, que é a
nossa versão. Na versão de Brel, o moribundo dá adeus à sua
amiga Emile, um padre amigo, um amigo chamado Antoine e sua esposa,
que o traiu várias vezes com o Antoine. A primeira versão em inglês
foi gravada pelo Kingston Trio. Terry Jacks reescreveu a letra,
apesar de não receber créditos por isso, porque achou a letra
original muito macabra. A inspiração para reescrever a letra veio
de um amigo próximo que estava sofrendo de uma leucemia aguda e
morreu meses depois. Jacks gravou sua versão em Vancouver. O arpegio
de piano e o baixo foi gravado por David Foster. A versão de Jacks
saiu em um compacto em um selo dele mesmo, chamado Goldfish Records.
O Lado B foi put tue bone in. O compacto foi número 1 no Billboard
Hot100, no Reino Unido e no Canadá, vendendo 14 milhões de cópias
no mundo inteiro. Foi também número 1 na Austrália, Austria,
Belgica, Dinamarca, França, Irlanda, Noruega, Africa do Sul, Suíça
e Nova Zelandia. Foi regravada tambem pelo Nrvana, entre outros
artistas.
A
letra:
Goodbye
to you, my trusted friend We've known each other since we were
nine or ten Together we've climbed hills and trees Learned of
love and ABC's Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye
my friend, it's hard to die When all the birds are singing in the
sky Now that the spring is in the air Pretty girls are
everywhere Think of me and I'll be there
We had joy, we had
fun We had seasons in the sun But the hills that we
climbed Were just seasons out of time
Goodbye Papa, please
pray for me I was the black sheep of the family You tried to
teach me right from wrong Too much wine and too much song Wonder
how I got along
Goodbye Papa it's hard
to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the
spring is in the air Little children everywhere When you see
them, I'll be there
We had joy, we had
fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song Like
the seasons have all gone
We had joy, we had
fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song Like
the seasons have all gone
Goodbye Michelle, my
little one You gave me love and helped me find the sun And
every time that I was down You would always come around And get
my feet back on the ground
Goodbye Michelle, it's
hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that
the spring is in the air With the flowers everywhere I wish
that we could both be there
We had joy, we had
fun We had seasons in the sun But the stars we could reach Were
just starfish on the beach
We had joy, we had
fun We had seasons in the sun But the stars we could reach Were
just starfish on the beach
We had joy, we had
fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song Like
the seasons have all gone
Escrita
por Peter Frampton, foi gravada em entre dezembro de 1972 à maio de
1973, produzida pelo próprio Peter Frampton, foi lançada em 20 de
outubro de 1973 no disco Frampton's Camel, seu segundo disco. Foi o
primeiro disco de Frampton gravou nos Estados Unidos, no Eletric Lady
Studios, o estúdio onde Jimi Hendrix gravava. Rick Wills tocou
baixo, John Siomos tocou bateria e Mick Gallagher tocou teclado.
Frank Carillo tocou violão e guitarra. Peter Frampton cantou, tocou
violão, guitarra e piano.
A
letra:
Lines
on my head from that one thing she said She spoke of strangers
that don't sleep two a bed Kept on trying, buying time, not
waiting on fate I somehow got the feeling that I opened my eyes
too late
I saw where you came
from I Called out your name But there's no answer We lived
on your doorstep I made you my wife but I don't need that
Lines on my face, while
I laugh lest I cry Speed city dirt and gritty waving me goodbye
So many people, the family of friends Trying so hard to make
me smile until this heartache mends
I saw where you came
from I Called out your name But there's no answer We lived
on your doorstep I made you my wife but I don't need that
Ice in her eyes, frozen
tears would never be a surprise You can't erase a dream you can
only wake me up My mind is turning slower, never to accept
defeat It don't matter where I stay I still got a house to heat
I saw where you came
from I Called out your name But there's no answer We lived
on your doorstep I made you my wife but I don't need that
I saw where you came
from I Called out your name But there's no answer We lived
on your doorstep I made you my wife but I don't need that
I saw where you came
from I Called out your name But there's no answer We lived
on your doorstep I made you my wife but I don't need that
Escrita
por Marty Robbins, foi gravada inicialmente por Frankie Laine e
lançada em 1969 por ele. Viria a ser gravada por muita gente,
incluindo o próprio Robbins. A nossa versão no entanto é a de
Elvis Presley. A versão de Elvis foi gravada ao vivo em Honolulu e
lançada no disco Aloha from Hawaii: Via Satellite. Foi regravada
também por Don McLean e Dean Martin, entre outros artistas.
A
letra:
Born
in the heat of the desert My mother died giving me life Deprived
of the love of a father Blamed for the loss of his wife
You
know Lord I've been in a prison For something that I never
done It's been one hill after another I've climbed them all one
by one
Oh but this time, Lord
you gave me a mountain A mountain I may never climb It isn't
just a hill any longer You gave me a mountain this time
My woman got tired of
heartaches Tired of the grief and the strife So tired of
working for nothing Just tired of being my wife
She took my one ray of
sunshine She took my pride and my joy She took my reason for
living She took my small baby boy
Oh but this time, Lord
you gave me a mountain A mountain I may never climb It isn't
just a hill any longer You gave me a mountain this time.
