NEIL YOUNG – World On A String

You know I lose,
you know I win
You know I call for
the shape I’m in.
It’s just a game you
see me play,
Only real in the way
That I feel
from day to day.

Although the answer
is not unknown,
I’m searchin’, searchin’,
and how I’ve grown.
It’s not all right
to say goodbye,
And the world on a string
Doesn’t mean a thing.

No, the world on a string
Doesn’t mean a thing.
It’s only real in the way
That I feel from day to day.
No, the world on a string
Doesn’t mean a thing.

NEIL YOUNG – Words (Between The Lines Of Age)

Someone and someone
were down by the pond
Looking for something
to plant in the lawn.
Out in the fields they
were turning the soil
I’m sitting here hoping
this water will boil
When I look through the windows
and out on the road
They’re bringing me presents
and saying hello.

Singing words, words
between the lines of age.
Words, words
between the lines of age.

If I was a junkman
selling you cars,
Washing your windows
and shining your stars,
Thinking your mind
was my own in a dream
What would you wonder
and how would it seem?
Living in castles
a bit at a time
The King started laughing
and talking in rhyme.

Singing words, words
between the lines of age.
Words, words
between the lines of age.

NEIL YOUNG – Winterlong

I waited for you, Winterlong
You seem to be where I belong.
It’s all illusion anyway.

If things should ever turn out wrong
And all the love we have is gone,
It won’t be easy on that day.

Waiting to follow
Through the dreamlight of your way
Is not so easy for me now.

Half the time has passed away
Things we thought of yesterday
Come back now, come back now.

Waiting to follow
Through the dreamlight of your way
Is not so easy for me now.

Half the time has passed away
Things we thought of yesterday
Come back now, come back now.

I waited for you Winterlong
You seem to be where I belong.

NEIL YOUNG – White Line

I came to you,
when I needed a rest
You took my love,
and put it to the test
I saw some things,
that I never
would have guessed
Feel like a railroad,
I pulled a whole load behind.

That old white line
is friend of mine
And it’s good time
we’ve been making
Right now I’m rollin’ down
the open road
And the daylight
will soon be breaking.

I was adrift
on a river of pride
It seemed like such a
long easy ride
You were my raft
but I let you slide
I’ve been down but
I’m coming back up again.

And I’m rollin’ down
the open road
Where the daylight
will soon be breaking
Right now I’m thinking ’bout
these things that I know
But it’s good time
that we’ve been making.

NEIL YOUNG – War Of Man

The little creatures
run in from the cold
Back to the nest
just like the days of old
There in the safety
of a mother’s arms
The warmth of ages,
far away from harm again.

Ears ringin’
from the battle fire
The tired warrior
aims a little higher
The black falcon
or the little sparrow
The healing light
or the flash of the barrel.

No one wins
It’s a war of man,
No one wins
It’s a war of man.

Silver mane flyin’ in the wind
Down through the planets
on the run again
No one knows where
they’re runnin’ to
But every kind is comin’
two by two.

Out on the delta
where the hoofbeats pound
The daddy’s runnin’
on the frozen ground
Can’t smell the poison
as it follows him
Can’t see the gas and machines,
it’s a war of man.

No one wins
It’s a war of man,
No one wins
It’s a war of man.

The windows open
and the little girl dreams
The sky’s her playground
as she mounts her steed
Across the heavens
to the other side
On wings of magic
does the little girl ride.

The baby creatures
run in from the cold
Back to the nest
just like the days of old
There in the safety
of a mother’s arms
The warmth of ages,
far away from harm again.

No one wins
It’s a war of man,
No one wins
It’s a war of man,
No one wins.

NEIL YOUNG – Walk On

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,
But 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,
But sooner or later
it all gets real.

Walk on, walk on,
Walk on, walk on.

NEIL YOUNG – Unknown Legend

She used to work in a diner
Never saw a woman look finer
I used to order just to watch
her float across the floor
She grew up in a small town
Never put her roots down
Daddy always kept movin’,
so she did too.

Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley-Davidson
Her long blonde hair
flyin’ in the wind
She’s been runnin’ half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin’ with
the very air she breathes
The air she breathes.

You know it ain’t easy
You got to hold on
She was an unknown legend
in her time
Now she’s dressin’ two kids
Lookin’ for a magic kiss
She gets the far-away look
in her eyes.

Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley-Davidson
Her long blonde hair
flyin’ in the wind
She’s been runnin’ half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin’ with the very
air she breathes
The air she breathes.

NEIL YOUNG – Twisted Road

First time I heard “Lie A Rolling Stone”
I felt that magic and took it home
Gave it a twist and made it mine
But nothing was as good as the very first time
Poetry rollin’ off his tongue
Like Hank Williams chewin’ bubble gum
Askin me “how does it feel?”

Rollin down the road in a dream of mine
Two lane tour through a state of mind.
Singin in the place where I first saw Roy
Playin that place gave me so much joy
Flash bulbs poppin’ at the stage door
Brand new song with familiar chords
All the time lookin for somethin’ new

Walkin with the devil on a twisted road
Listenin to the dead on the radio
That old time music esed to soothe my soul
If I ever get home I’m gonna let the good times roll

NEIL YOUNG – Travel On

I’ve laid around and played around
This old town too long
Summer’s almost gone
Yes, winter’s comin’ on
I’ve laid around and played around
This old town too long
And I feel like I gotta travel on

Poppa writes to Johnny
But Johnny can’t come home
Johnny can’t come home
No, Johnny can’t come home
Poppa writes to Johnny
But Johnny can’t come home
Cause he’s been on the chain gang too long

I’ve laid around and played around
This old town too long
Summer’s almost gone
Yes, winter’s comin’ on
I’ve laid around and played around
This old town too long
And I feel like I gotta travel on

High sheriff and police riding after me
Riding after me, yes, coming after me
High sheriff and police coming after me
And I fee like I gotta travel on

I’ve laid around and played around
This old town too long
Summer’s almost gone
Yes, winter’s comin’ on
I’ve laid around and played around
This old town too long
And I feel like I gotta travel on

Want to see my honey
Want to see her bad
Want to see her bad
Oh, want to see her bad
Want to see my honey
Want to see her bad,
She’s the best girl
This poor boy ever had

I’ve laid around and played around
This old town too long
Summer’s almost gone
Yes, winter’s comin’ on
I’ve laid around and played around
This old town too long
And I feel like I gotta travel on

NEIL YOUNG – Tom Dooley

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die
I met her on the mountain
There I took her life
Met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with my knife

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I’ll be
Hadn’t a-been for Grayson
I’d a-been in Tennessee

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I’ll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hangin’ from a white oak tree

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you’re bound to die

Poor boy, you’re bound to die
Poor boy you’re bound to die
Poor boy, you’re bound to die…

NEIL YOUNG – This Land Is Your Land

[Chorus:]
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me

As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me

[Chorus]

I’ve roamed and rambled and I’ve followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me

[Chorus]

The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me

[Chorus]

As I was walkin’ – I saw a sign there
And that sign said – no tress passin’
But on the other side… it didn’t say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!

[Chorus]

In the squares of the city – In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office – I see my people
And some are grumblin’ and some are wonderin’
If this land’s still made for you and me.

[Chorus 2x]

NEIL YOUNG – Southern Man

Southern man
better keep your head
Don’t forget
what your good book said
Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man

I saw cotton
and I saw black
Tall white mansions
and little shacks.
Southern man
when will you
pay them back?
I heard screamin’
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?

Southern man
better keep your head
Don’t forget
what your good book said
Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man

Lily Belle,
your hair is golden brown
I’ve seen your black man
comin’ round
Swear by God
I’m gonna cut him down!
I heard screamin’
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?

NEIL YOUNG – Sleeps With Angels

She wasn’t perfect
She had some trips of her own
He wasn’t worried
At least he wasn’t alone
Too late
He sleeps with angels
Too soon
He’s always on someone’s mind
He sleeps with angels
Too late
He sleeps with angels
Too soon

She was a teen queen
She saw the dark side of life
She made things happen
But when he did it that night
She ran up phone bills
She moved around
from town to town
Too late
He sleeps with angels
Too soon
He’s always on someone’s mind
He sleeps with angels
He sleeps with angels

NEIL YOUNG – She’s Always Dancing

She wants to live without ties to bind her down
She wants to dance with her body left at ground
She wants to spin, and she lives in her own world
She wants to dream like she was a little girl

She’s always dancing
She’s always dancing
She’s always dancing
She’s always dancing
She’s always dancing

Now and forever

From palm to palm
From hand to hand
Floating in the air she looks to find him there

She wants to live without ties to bind her down
She wants to dance with her body left at ground
She wants to spin, and she lives in her own world
She wants to dream like she was a little girl

She likes to burn
She likes to burn
She likes to burn
She likes to burn
She likes to burn

Out on the edge
That’s when she gives
That’s where she lives
Floating in the smoke
She says it gives her hope

She has the fire
She has the fire
She has the fire
She has the fire
She has the fire

But it’s burning out
From hand to hand
From palm to palm
floating in the air, she tries to hold it there

She wants to spin, and she lives in her own world
She wants to dream like she was a little girl
She’s always dancing
She wants to live without ties to bind her down
She’s always dancing
She wants to dance with her body left at ground
She’s always dancing
She’s always dancing
She’s always dancing
She’s always dancing now and forever

NEIL YOUNG – Roll Another Number (For The Road)

It’s too dark
to put the keys
in my ignition,
And the mornin’ sun is yet
to climb my hood ornament.
But before too long I might
see those flashing red lights
Look out, mama,
’cause I’m comin’ home tonight.

Think I’ll
roll another number
for the road,
I feel able to get under any load.
Though my feet
aren’t on the ground,
I been standin’ on the sound
Of some open-hearted people
goin’ down.

I’m not goin’ back
to Woodstock for a while,
Though I long to hear
that lonesome hippie smile.
I’m a million miles away
from that helicopter day
No, I don’t believe
I’ll be goin’ back that way.

Think I’ll
roll another number
for the road,
I feel able to get under any load.
Though my feet
aren’t on the ground,
I been standin’ on the sound
Of some open-hearted people
goin’ down.

NEIL YOUNG – Rockin’ In The Free World

There’s colors on the street
Red, white and blue
People shufflin’ their feet
People sleepin’ in their shoes
But there’s a warnin’ sign
on the road ahead
There’s a lot of people sayin’
we’d be better off dead
Don’t feel like Satan,
but I am to them
So I try to forget it,
any way I can.

Keep on rockin’ in the free world,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world
Keep on rockin’ in the free world,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world.

I see a woman in the night
With a baby in her hand
Under an old street light
Near a garbage can
Now she puts the kid away,
and she’s gone to get a hit
She hates her life,
and what she’s done to it
There’s one more kid
that will never go to school
Never get to fall in love,
never get to be cool.

Keep on rockin’ in the free world,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world
Keep on rockin’ in the free world,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world.

We got a thousand points of light
For the homeless man
We got a kinder, gentler,
Machine gun hand
We got department stores
and toilet paper
Got styrofoam boxes
for the ozone layer
Got a man of the people,
says keep hope alive
Got fuel to burn,
got roads to drive.

Keep on rockin’ in the free world,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world
Keep on rockin’ in the free world,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world.

NEIL YOUNG – Ride My Llama

Remember the Alamo
When help was on the way
It’s better here and now,
I feel that good today.

I’d like to take a walk
But not around the block
I really got some news
I met a man from Mars.
He picked up all my guitars
And played me traveling songs.

And when we got on ship
He brought out
something for the trip
And said, It’s old but it’s good
Like any other primitive would.

I’m gonna ride my llama
From Peru to Texarkana
I wanna ride him good
In my old neighborhood
I’m gonna ride him good
In my old neighborhood.

And when we got on ship
He brought out
something for the trip
And said, It’s old but it’s good
Like any other primitive would.

NEIL YOUNG – Revolution Blues

Well, we live in a trailer
at the edge of town
You never see us
’cause we don’t come around.
We got twenty five rifles
just to keep
the population down.
But we need you now,
and that’s why
I’m hangin’ ’round.
So you be good to me
and I’ll be good to you,
And in this land of conditions
I’m not above suspicion
I won’t attack you,
but I won’t back you.

Well, it’s so good to be here,
asleep on your lawn.
Remember your guard dog?
Well, I’m afraid
that he’s gone.
It was such a drag
to hear him
whining all night long.
Yes, that was me with the doves,
setting them free
near the factory
Where you built your computer,
love.
I hope you get the connection,
’cause I can’t take
the rejection
I won’t deceive you,
I just don’t believe you.

Well, I’m a barrel of laughs,
with my carbine on
I keep ‘em hoppin’,
till my ammunition’s gone.
But I’m still not happy,
I feel like
there’s something wrong.
I got the revolution blues,
I see bloody fountains,
And ten million dune buggies
comin’ down the mountains.
Well, I hear that Laurel Canyon
is full of famous stars,
But I hate them worse than lepers
and I’ll kill them
in their cars.

NEIL YOUNG – Razor Love

I got to bet
that your old man
Became fascinated
with his own plan
Turned you loose,
your mama too
There wasn’t a thing
that you could do.

But I got faith in you,
It’s a razor love
that cuts clean through.
I got faith in you,
It’s a razor love
that cuts clean through.

You really made my day
With the little things you say

Looking through
the window at a silhouette
Trying to find something
I can’t find yet
Imagination is my best friend
Got to look out for
the greedy hand, greedy hand
Make a living like a rolling stone
On the road
there’s no place like home
Silhouettes on the window.

Who was it made
your eyes flicker like that
Tell me baby,
how’d you get the knack
You came to me with open arms
And I really
took you down the track

Now all I’ve got for you,
Is the kind of love
that cuts clean through.
All I got for you is razor love
It cuts clean through.

You really made my day
With the little things you say

Now I’m looking through
the window at a silhouette
Trying to find something
I can’t find yet
Imagination is my best friend
Got to watch out for
the greedy hand, greedy hand
Make a living like a rolling stone
On the road
there’s no place like home
Silhouettes on the window.

You really make my day
With the little things you say.

NEIL YOUNG – Powderfinger

Look out, Mama,
there’s a white boat
comin’ up the river
With a big red beacon,
and a flag,
and a man on the rail
I think you’d better call John,
‘Cause it don’t
look like they’re here
to deliver the mail
And it’s less than a mile away
I hope they didn’t come to stay
It’s got numbers on the side
and a gun
And it’s makin’ big waves.

Daddy’s gone,
my brother’s out hunting
in the mountains
Big John’s been drinking
since the river took Emmy-Lou
So the powers that be
left me here
to do the thinkin’
And I just turned twenty-two
I was wonderin’ what to do
And the closer they got,
The more those feelings grew.

Daddy’s rifle in my hand
felt reassurin’
He told me,
Red means run, son,
numbers add up to nothin’
But when the first shot
hit the docks I saw it comin’
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why.
Then I saw black,
And my face splashed in the sky.

Shelter me from the powder
and the finger
Cover me with the thought
that pulled the trigger
Think of me
as one you’d never figured
Would fade away so young
With so much left undone
Remember me to my love,
I know I’ll miss her.