Escrita
por Paul McCartney e Linda McCartney, foi gravada em 1970 e em 1971 e
lançada em 12 de maio de 1972, no compacto que tinha Mary had a
little lamb como Lado A.
Foi
gravada em 1970 durante as sessões de Ram, mas foi deixada de fora.
Paul tocou piano e
cantou. Linda fez backing vocals. David Spinozza tocou guitarra. Hugh
McCracken tocou guitarra também. Denny Seiwell tocou bateria e
percussão. Milt Hinton tocou baixo.
A letra:
I got a little woman I
can really love My woman fit me like a little glove You know
I'll always love My little woman love
I take her home most
every night My woman love to hold me tight You know I feel
alright My little woman mine
Escrita
por Don Henley e Bernie Leadon, foi gravada em 1972 no Olympic Sound
Studios em Londres, e lançada em 1 de junho de 1972 no disco Eagles
e depois em compacto que tinha Early bird como Lado B, em 1 de agosto
de 1972.
Chegou
ao número 9 no charts pop americanos e número 8 no Canadá. Leadon
começou a escrever a canção enquanto estava na banda The Flying
Burrito Brothers e Henley terminou com ele quando o mesmo entrou no
Eagles. Henley disse que foi inspirada em Zelda Fitzgerald, esposa do
escritor F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Don
Henley cantou e tocou bateria. Glenn Frey fez backing vocal e tocou
guitarra solo. Bernie Leadon fez backing vocal e tocou guitarra base.
Randy Meisner tocou baixo e fez backing vocals.
A
letra:
Raven
hair and ruby lips Sparks fly from her fingertips Echoed voices
in the night She's a restless spirit on an endless flight
Woohoo, witchy
woman See how high she flies Woohoo, witchy woman She got
the moon in her eye
She held me spellbound
in the night Dancing shadows and firelight Crazy laughter in
another room And she drove herself to madness with a silver spoon
Woohoo, witchy
woman See how high she flies Woohoo, witchy woman She got
the moon in her eye
Well, I know you want a
lover Let me tell you brother She's been sleeping in the
Devil's bed And there's some rumors going round Someone's
underground She can rock you in the night time 'til your skin
turns red
Woohoo, witchy
woman See how high she flies Woohoo, witchy woman She got
the moon in her eye
Escrita
por Roger Waters, foi gravada em fevereiro e março de 1972 no
Strawberry Studios na França. Foi lançada no disco Obscured by
clouds em 2 de junho de 1972.
David
Gilmour toca violão, guitarra e bate palmas. Nick Mason tocou
bateria, pandeiro e bateu palmas. Roger Waters cantou, tocou baixo e
fez backing vocals. Richard Wright tocou um sintetizador analógico.
A
letra:
One
two free four
The memories of a man
in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime You shuffle
in the gloom of the sick room And talk to yourself as you die
Life is a short warm
moment And death is a long cold rest You get your chance to
try In the twinkling of an eye Eighty years with luck or even
less
So all aboard for the
American tour And maybe you'll make it to the top But mind how
you go And I can tell you 'cos I know You may find it hard to
get off
But you are the angel
of death And I am the dead man's son He was buried like a mole
in a fox-hole And everyone's still on the run
And who is the master
of foxhounds? And who says the hunt has begun? And who calls
the tune in the courtroom? And who beats the funeral drum?
The memories of a man
in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime You shuffle
in the gloom of the sick room And talk to yourself as you die
Escrita
por Mick Jagger e Keith Richards, gravado em julho e setembro de
1971, foi lançada em 14 de abril de 1972 no compacto que tinha Sweet
little angel como Lado B. Posteriormente foi lançada em maio do
mesmo ano, no disco Exile on Main Street. Chegou ao número 7 nos
charts pop americanos e número 5 no Reino Unido.
A
letra fala sobre um jogador de jogos de azar que não conseguia se
manter fiel a nenhuma mulher. É o número 424 da lista das 500
maiores canções de todos os tempos da revista Rolling Stone. Q
Magazine disse que essa era a canção número 258 da lista das 1001
melhores canções de todos os tempos.
Mick
Jagger cantou e tocou guitarra base. Keith Richards tocou guitarra
solo e fez backing vocals. Mick Taylor tocou baixo. Charlie Watts
tocou bateria. Jimmy Miller tocou bateria. Nicky Hopkins tocou piano.
Bobby Keys tocou sax. Jim Price tocou trompete e trombone. Clydie
king, Venetta Fields e Sherlie Matthews fizeram backing vocals.
Foi
regravada por Linda Ronstadt, entre outros artistas.
A
letra:
Mmm
yeah! (Woo, woo) Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin'
to waste me Make me burn the candle right down But, baby, baby,
don't need no jewels in my crown
'Cause all you women is
low down gamblers Cheatin' like I don't know how Baby, got no
flavor, fever in the funk house now This low down bitchin' got my
poor feet a itchin' Don't you know you know the duece is still
wild
Baby, I can't stay, you
got to roll me And call me the tumblin' dice Always in a hurry,
I never stop to worry Don't you see the time flashin' by
Honey, got no money I'm
all sixes and sevens and nines Say now baby, I'm the rank
outsider You can be my partner in crime
Baby, I can't stay You
got to roll me and call me the tumblin' Roll me and call me the
tumblin' dice Now baby
Oh my, my, my, I'm the
lone crap shooter Playin' the field ev'ry night Baby, I can't
stay You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice (Call me the
tumblin') Got to roll me (ya yes), got to roll me, got to roll me
(Oh yeah)
Got to roll me Got
to roll me (yeah) Got to roll me (Keep on rolling) Got to roll
me (Keep on rolling) Got to roll me (Keep on rolling) Got to
roll me
Call me the tumblin'
dice, yeah Got to roll me Got to roll me Baby sweet as
sugar (Got to roll me) Yeah, my, my, my yeah (Got to roll me) Now
now now now (Got to roll me) I went down baby, oh Got to roll
me (hit me) Baby I'm down
Escrita
por Neil Young, foi gravada em 1971 e lançada em 1 de fevereiro de
1972 no disco Harvest. Na verdade, ela abre o disco. Os Stray Gators
gravaram os instrumentos. Ben Keith tocou pedal steel guitar.
A
letra:
Think
I'll pack it in and buy a pick-up Take it down to L.A. Find a
place to call my own and try to fix up Start a brand new day
The woman I'm thinking
of, she loved me all up But I'm so down today She's so fine,
she's in my mind I hear her callin'
See the lonely boy, out
on the weekend Trying to make it pay Can't relate to joy, he
tries to speak and Can't begin to say
She got pictures on the
wall, they make me look up From her big brass bed Now I'm
running down the road trying to stay up Somewhere in her head
The woman I'm thinking
of, she loved me all up But I'm so down today She's so fine
she's in my mind I hear her callin'
See the lonely boy, out
on the weekend Trying to make it pay Can't relate to joy, he
tries to speak and Can't begin to say
Escrita
por David Bowie, foi gravada por 11 de novembro de 1971 e lançada em
16 de junho de 1972 no disco The rise and fall of Ziggy Stardust and
The Spiders from Mars. A banda que gravou com ele foram os Spiders
from Mars, que era formada por Mick Ronson, Trevor Bolder e Mick
Woodmansey.
Fala
de Ziggy Stardust, um alienigena bissexual, que se torna rock star e
que é mensageiro de seres extraterrestres. É o número 282 das
lista das 500 maiores canções de todos os tempos, da revista
Rolling Stone. É também uma das 500 cançoes que deram forma ao
rock and roll do Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
David
Bowie cantou e tocou violão de 12 cordas. Mick Ronson tocou
guitarras. Trevor Bolder tocou baixo e Mick Woodmansey tocou bateria.
A
letra:
Oh
Oh, yeah
Ziggy played
guitar Jamming good with Weird and Gilly And the Spiders from
Mars He played it left hand But made it too far Became the
special man Then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really
sang Screwed-up eyes and screwed-down hairdo Like some cat from
Japan He could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'em to
hang They came on so loaded, man Well-hung and snow-white tan
So where were the
spiders While the fly tried to break our bones? With just the
beer light to guide us So we bitched about his fans And should
we crush his sweet hands? Oh
Mm-hmm
Ziggy played for
time Jiving us that we were voodoo The kids were just crass He
was the nazz With God-given ass He took it all too far But,
boy, could he play guitar
Making love with his
ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind, ah Like a leper messiah When
the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band
Escrita
por Paul McCartney e Linda McCartney, foi gravada em 1 de fevereiro
de 1972 e lançada em 25 de fevereiro de 1972 no compacto que tinha
Give Ireland back to the Irish (Instrumental) como Lado B. Foi
escrita como resposta ao Bloody Sunday, em 30 de janeiro de 1972,
quando tropas britânicas invadiram a Irlanda do Norte e matou 13
protestantes de direitos humanos. Foi a primeira canção que teve o
guitarrista da Irlanda do Norte, Henry McCullough. A canção foi
gravada dois dias depois do massacre.
Foi
banida de tocar na Inglaterra e nos Estados Unidos. Mesmo assim
chegou ao número 16 no Reino Unido e número 21 nos charts pop
americanos. Chegou ao número 1 na Irlanda. Paul nunca havia lançado
uma musica política antes e foi massacrado pela mídia britânica,
como sendo um militante do IRA.
Paul
tocou baixo e cantou. Linda fez backing vocals e piano. Denny Laine
tocou as guitarras e fez backing vocals. Henry McCullough ticou
tambem as guitarras e Denny Seiwell tocou bateria.
A
letra:
Give
ireland back to the irish Don't make them have to take it
away Give ireland back to the irish Make ireland irish
today Great britain you are tremendous And nobody knows like
me But really what are you doin' In the land across the
sea Tell me how would you like it If on your way to work You
were stopped by irish soliders Would you lie down do nothing Would
you give in or go berserk Give ireland back to the irish Don't
make them have to take it away Give ireland back to the irish Make
ireland irish today Great britian and all the people Say that
all people must be free Meanwhile back in ireland There's a man
who looks like me And he dreams of god and country And he's
feeling really bad And he's sitting in a prison Should he lie
down do nothing Should give in or go mad Give ireland back to
the irish Don't make them have to take it away Give ireland
back to the irish Make ireland irish today Give ireland back to
the irish Don't make them have to take it away Give ireland
back to the irish Make ireland irish today
Escrita
por Jackson Browne e Glenn Frey, foi lançada em 1 de maio de 1972 no
compacto que tinha Get you in the mood como Lado B. Foi também
lançada no disco de estréia da banda, chamado Eagles.
Foi
o primeiro compacto da banda. Gleen Frey cantou. Chegou ao número 12
dos charts pop americanos. É uma das 500 canções que deram forma
ao rock and roll, do The Rock and Roll of Fame.
Jackson
Browne gravaria-a depois, em seu disco For Everyman, de 1973. Foi
regravada também por Johnny Rivers, entre outros artistas.
Jackson
Browne começou a compor essa musica em 1971 mas não conseguiu
terminar. Glenn Frey morava no mesmo prédio de Browne e então
terminaram a canção juntos.
Os
Eagles gravaram-a no Olympic Studios, em Londres com o produtor Glyn
Johns.
Glenn
Frey tocou violão e cantou. Bernie Leadon tocou guitarra solo, banjo
e fez backing vocals. Randy Meisner tocou baixo e fez backing vocals.
Don Henley tocou bateria e fez backing vocals.
A
letra:
Well, I'm a-running
down the road Tryin' to loosen my load I've got seven women on
my mind Four that wanna own me Two that wanna stone me One
says she's a friend of mine
Take it easy, take it easy Don't
let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy Lighten up while
you still can Don't even try to understand Just find a place to
make your stand And take it easy
Well, I'm a-standing on a
corner In Winslow, Arizona Such a fine sight to see It's a
girl, my Lord In a flat-bed Ford Slowin' down to take a look at
me
Come on, baby Don't say "Maybe" I gotta
know If your sweet love Is gonna save me We may lose and we
may win Though we will never be here again So open up, I'm
climbin' in So take it easy
Well, I'm running down the
road Trying to loosen my load Got a world of trouble on my
mind Lookin' for a lover Who won't blow my cover She's so
hard to find
Take it easy, take it easy Don't let the sound
of your own wheels make you crazy Come on, baby Don't say
"Maybe" I gotta know If your sweet love Is gonna
save me
Escrita
por Roger Waters e Richard Wright, foi gravada em março de 1972 no
Chateau d'Herouville, em Pontoise, França. Foi lançada em 3 de
junho de 1972 no disco Obscured by clouds.
David
Gilmour canta, toda slide guitar e guitarra. Richard Wright canta e
toca orgao Hammond. Roger Waters toca baixo e Nick Mason toca bateria
e percussão.
A
letra:
Bridges
burning gladly, Merging with the shadows, Flickering between
the lines. Stolen moments floating softly on the air, Born on
wings of fire and climbing higher. Ancient bonds are
breaking, Moving on and changing sides. Dreaming of a new
day, Cast aside the other way. Magic visions stirring, Kindled
by and burning flames rise in her eyes. The door stands ajar, The
wall that once were high. Beyond the gilded cage, Beyond the
reach of ties. The moment is at hand. She breaks the golden
band.
Escrita
por Mick Jagger e Keith Richards, foi gravada no verão de 1971, em
dezembro de 1971 e em março de 1972, no Villa Nellcote studios e no
Sunset Sound Recorders, ambos em Los Angeles, California. Foi lançada
no disco Exile on Main St., em 12 de maio de 1972.
Al
Perkins tocou pedal steel guitar, Mick Jagger cantou e Keith Richards
fez backing vocals, tocou violão e uma guitarra Telecaster elétrica.
Mick Taylor tocou baixo e Charlie Watts tocou bateria. Jim Price
tocou orgao e Nicy Hopkins tocou piano.
A
letra:
Hey
let him follow you down Way underground wind and he's bound Bound
to follow you down Just a dead beat right off the street Bound
to follow you down
Well the ballrooms and
smelly bordellos And dressing rooms filled with parasites On
stage the band has got problems They're a bag of nerves on first
nights He ain't tied down to no home town Yeah, and he thought
he was wreckless You think he's bad, he thinks you're mad Yeah,
and the guitar player gets restless
And his coat is torn
and frayed It's seen much better days Just as long as the
guitar plays Let it steal your heart away Let it steal your
heart away
And his coat is torn
and frayed It's seen much better days Just as long as the
guitar plays Let it steal your heart away
Joe's got a cough,
sounds kind a rough Yeah, and the codeine to fix it Doctor
prescribes, drug store supplies Who's gonna help him to kick it
And his coat is torn
and frayed It's seen much better days Just as long as the
guitar plays Let it steal your heart away Let it steal your
heart away
And his coat is torn
and frayed It's seen much better days Just as long as the
guitar plays Just as long as the guitar plays Just as long as
the guitar plays Just as long as the guitar plays
Escrita
por Neil Young, foi gravada em 6 de fevereiro de 1971, em Nashville,
Tennessee e lançada em primeiro de fevereiro de 1972, no disco
Harvest. Também foi lançada em compacto e teve The needle and the
damage done como Lado B. Chegou ao número 4 no Canadá e número 31
nos charts pop americanos.
Neil
comprou um rancho em Northern California, o Broken Arrow Ranch, por
350 mil dólares em 1970. Lá tinha um senhor que tomava conta do
rancho. Essa música foi feita pra ele, seu nome Louis Avila.
Neil
cantou e tocou guitarra. Ben Keith tocou pedal steel guitar. James
McManon tocou piano. James Taylor tocou banjo e fez backing vocals.
Linda Ronstadt fez backing vocals. Tim Drummond tocou baixo e Kenny
Buttrey tocou bateria.
A
letra:
Old
man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at
my life, I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my
life, Twenty four and there's so much more Live alone in a
paradise That makes me think of two.
Love lost, such a
cost, Give me things that don't get lost. Like a coin that
won't get tossed Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look
at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the
whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell
that's true.
Lullabies, look in your eyes, Run around the
same old town. Doesn't mean that much to me To mean that much
to you.
I've been first and last Look at how the time goes
past. But I'm all alone at last. Rolling home to you.
Old
man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to
love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and
you can tell that's true.
Old man look at my life, I'm a
lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you
were.
Escrita
por David Bowie, foi gravada em 4 de fevereiro de 1972, no Trident
Studios, com sua banda chamada Spiders from Mars, em Londres e
lançada em 28 de abril de 1972 no compacto que tinha Suffragette
city como Lado B. Depois sairia também no disco The rise and fall of
Ziggy Stardust and the spiders from mars.
Foi
o hit grande que David Bowie teve depois de Space Oddity.
A
letra fala de Ziggy Stardust trazendo uma mensagem de esperança para
os jovens da terra no rádio. A história é contada por um dos
jovens que escuta Ziggy.
David
Bowie cantou e tocou violão. Mick Ronson tocou guitarra elétrica,
mellotron e fez backing vocals. Trevor Bolder tocou baixo e Mick
Woodmansey tocou bateria.
A
letra:
Didn't
know what time it was, the lights were low I leaned back on my
radio Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll, "Lotta
soul, " he said Then the loud sound did seem to fade Came
back like a slow voice on a wave of phase That weren't no DJ, that
was hazy cosmic jive
There's
a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But
he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the
sky He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all
worthwhile He told me
Let
the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the
children boogie
I
had to phone someone, so I picked on you Hey, that's far out, so
you heard him, too Switch on the TV, we may pick him up on Channel
Two
Look
out your window, I can see his light If we can sparkle, he may
land tonight Don't tell your papa or he'll get us locked up in
fright
There's
a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But
he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the
sky He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all
worthwhile He told me
Let
the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the
children boogie
Starman
waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks
he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's
told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He
told me
Let
the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the
children boogie
Escrita
por Paul McCartney e Linda McCartney, foi gravada em novembro de
1972, no Morgan Studios, em Londres e lançada em 1 de dezembro de
1972, no compacto que tinha Hi, Hi, Hi no lado A.
Chegou
ao número 5 no Reino Unido.
C
Moon era o aposto de L7, que queria dizer quadrado na epoca. Careta.
C moon significaria “cool”. Moderno.
Paul
cantou, fez backing vocals, tocou piano e cornet. Linda fez backing
vocals. Denny Laine tocou baixo. Denny Seiwell tocou cornet e
xylophone. Henry McCullough tocou bateria e pandeiro.
A
letra:
C
Moon C Moon C Moon Is She. C Moon C Moon C Moon To Me.
How Come No One Older
Than Me Ever Seems To Understand The Things I Wanna To Do? It
Will Be L7 And I'd Never Get To Heaven If I Filled My Head With
Glue What's It All To You?
C Moon, C Moon, C Moon
Is She C Moon, C Moon, C Moon To Me
Bobby Lived With
Patty But They Never Told Her Daddy What Their Love Was All
About She Could Tell Her Lover That He Thought But She Never
Was The Type To Let It Out What's It All About?
C Moon, C Moon, Oh C
Moon Are We C Moon, C Moon, C Moon Are We
How Come No One Older
Than Me Ever Seems To Understand The Things I Wanna To Do? It
Will Be L7 And I'd Never Get To Heaven If I Filled My Head With
Glue What's It All To You?
C Moon, C Moon, C Moon
Is She C Moon, C Moon, C Moon To Me
Bobby Lived With
Patty But They Never Told Her Daddy What Their Love Was All
About She Could Tell Her Lover That He Thought But She Never
Wanted To Let It Out What's It All About?
C Moon, C Moon, C Moon
Are We C Moon, C Moon, C Moon Are We
Escrita
por Jack Tempchin, foi gravada em fevereiro de 1972, no Olympic Sound
Studios, em Londres e lançada em 1 de junho de 1972, no disco
Eagles. Saiu também em compacto em dezembro de 1972, que tinha
Tryin' como Lado B.
Chegou
ao número 22 dos charts pop americanos. Glenn Frey canta e Bernie
Leadon e Randy Meisner fazem backing vocals.
Tempchin
escreveu a música no tempo em que ele tocava nos cafés ao redor de
San Diego, sua cidade natal.
Glenn
Frey cantou e tocou violão. Bernie Leadon tocou guitarra e fez
backing vocals. Randy Meisner tocou baixo e fez backing vocals. Don
Henley tocou bateria.
Foi
regravada por Vince Gill, entre outros artistas.
A
letra:
I like the way your
sparkling earrings lay Against your skin so brown And I want to
sleep with you in the desert night With a billion stars all around
'Cause I got a peaceful
easy feelin' And I know you won't let me down 'Cause I'm
already standin' On the ground
And I found out a long
time ago What a woman can do to your soul Aw but she can't take
you any way You don't already know how to go
And I got a peaceful
easy feelin' And I know you won't let me down 'Cause I'm
already standin' On the ground
I get this feelin' I
may know you As a lover and a friend This voice keeps
whisperin' in my other ear Tells me I may never see you again
'Cause I get a peaceful
easy feelin' And I know you won't let me down 'Cause I'm
already standin' I'm already standin' Yes, I'm already
standin' On the ground
Escrita
por Roger Waters e David Gilmour, foi gravada em fevereiro de 1972 no
Chateau D'Herouville, em Pontoise, França. Foi lançada em junho de
1972 no disco Obscured by clouds. Fala sobre aproveitar certas
oportunidades que a vida dá e como elas afetam a pessoa mais tarde.
David
Gilmour tocou violão, lap steel guitar, fez o vocal principal e os
backing vocals. Richard Wright tocou piano e orgao Hammond. Roger
Waters tocou baixo. Nick Mason tocou bateria.
A
letra:
Heaven
sent the promised land Looks alright from where I stand 'Cause
I'm the man on the outside looking in Waiting on the first
step Show me where the key is kept Point me down the right line
because it's time
To let me in from the
cold Turn my lead into gold 'Cause there's a chill wind blowing
in my soul And I think I'm growing old
Flash the readies Got
to make it to the next meal Try to keep up with the turning of the
wheel Mile after mile stone after stone You turn to speak but
you're alone Million miles from home you're on your own
So let me in from the
cold Turn my lead into gold 'Cause there's a chill wind blowing
in my soul And I think I'm growing old
Fire bright by candle
light With her by my side And if she prefers we need never stir
again Someone sent the promised land And I grabbed it with both
hands Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
Hear me shout, "Come
on in What's the news, and where you been?" 'Cause there's
no wind left in my soul And I've grown old
