Tuesday, June 7, 2011

TWO FOR TUESDAY


Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion. Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.


Taxi
Harry Chapin
It was rainin’ hard in ‘Frisco
I need one more fare to make my night
A lady up ahead waved to flag me down
She got in at the light
Oh where you goin’ to
My lady blue
It’s a shame
You ruined your gown
In the rain
She just looked out the window
She said
Sixteen Parkside Lane

Something about her was familiar
I could swear I’d seen her face before
But she said I’m sure you’re mistaken
And she didn’t say anything more
It took a while but she looked in the mirror
And she glanced at the license for my name
A smile seemed to come to her slowly
It was a sad smile
Just the same
And she said
How are you Harry
I said
How are you Sue
Through the too many miles
And the too little smiles
I still remember you

It was somewhere in a fairy tale
I used to take her home in my car
We learned about love in the back of a Dodge
The lesson hadn’t gone too far
You see
She was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna learn to fly
She took off to find the footlights
And I took off to find the sky

Oh I’ve got
Something inside me
To drive a princess blind
There’s a wild man wizard
He’s hidin’ in me
Illuminatin’ my mind
Oh I’ve got
Something inside me
Not what my life’s about
‘Cause I’ve been lettin’
My outside tide me
Over ‘til my time
Over ‘til my time
Runs out

Baby’s so high that she’s skyin’
Yes she’s flyin’
Afraid to fall
I’ll tell you
Why baby’s cryin’
‘Cause she dyin’
Aren’t we all

There was not much more
For us to talk about
Whatever we had once was gone
So I turned my cab into the driveway
Past the gate
And the fine-trimmed lawns
And she said
We must get together
But I knew it’d never be arranged
And she handed me twenty dollars
For a two fifty fare
She said
Harry
Keep the change
Well another man might have been angry
And another man might have been hurt
But another man never would have let her go
I stashed the bill in my shirt

And she walked away in silence
It’s strange
How you never know
But we’d gotten what we’d asked for
Such a long long time ago
You see
She was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna learn to fly
She took off to find the footlights
And I took off for the sky
And here
She’s actin’ happy
Inside her handsome home
And me
I’m flyin’ in my taxi
Takin’ tips
And gettin’ stoned
I got flyin’
So high
When I’m stoned


W-O-L-D
Harry Chapin
Hello honey
It’s me
What did you think
When you heard me
Back on the radio
What did the kids say
When they knew it was
Their long lost daddy-o

Remember how
We listened to the radio
And I said
That’s the place to be
And how I got the job
As an FM jock
The day you married me
It was two kids
And I was into AM rock
But I just had to run around
It’s been eight years
Since I left you babe
Let me tell you ‘bout
What’s gone down

I am the morning DJ
At W-O-L-D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
W-O-L-D
Playin’ at the hits for you
Wherever you may be
The bright good morning voice
Who’s heard
But never seen
Aaah
Feelin’ all of forty-five
Goin’ on fifteen

The drinkin’ I did on my last big gig
It made my voice go low
They said that they liked the young sound
Sound sound sound
When they let me go
So I drifted on down to Tulsa Oklahoma
To do me a late night talk show
Now I worked my way down home again
Here to Boise Idaho
That’s how this business goes

I am the morning DJ
At W-O-L-D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
W-O-L-D
Playin’ at the hits for you
Wherever you may be
The bright good morning voice
Who’s heard
But never seen
Aaah
Feelin’ all of forty-five
Goin’ on fifteen

I’ve been makin’ extra money
Doin’ high school sock hops
I’m a big time guest MC
You should hear me talkin’
To the little children
And listen what they say to me
There’s a spot on the top of my head
Just beggin’ for a new toupee
And a tire around my gut
From sittin’ on my
But it’s never gonna go away

Sometimes I get this crazy dream
That I just take off in my car
But you can travel on ten thousand miles
And still stay where you are
I’ve been thinkin’ that
I should stop disc-jockeyin’
And start that record store
Maybe I could settle down
If you take me back once more

OK honey
I see
I guess he’s better than me
Sure ol’ girl
I understand
You don’t have to worry
I’m such a happy man

W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D-d-d-d

I am the mornin’ DJ
At W-O-L-D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
W-O-L-D
Playin’ all the hits for you
Wherever you may be
The bright good mornin’ voice
Who’s heard
But never seen
Aaah
Feelin’ all of forty-five
Goin’ on fifteen
I am the mornin’ DJ
At W-O-L-D-d-d-d-d

Lyrics From: [Sing365.com]

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8 comments:

  1. I've always loved Harry Chapin ... and was fortunate enough to see him in concert once ... wonderful! Thanks for the memories.

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  2. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Frank!!! I have also been a big fan of his, and I am ashamed to admit that I had forgotten all about W-O-L-D until I went to find another song to go with Taxi, since Cat's In The Cradle will be on Thursday.

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  3. I love, love, love, Harry Chapin - I really 'got' him.

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  4. Oh, do I love Harry Chapin. I like his story songs...so much meaning and like book candy. Thanks for the smile this morning.

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  5. Just another Harry Chapin fan here. I always liked him. Haven't heard either of these songs in years.

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  6. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Sandie!!! He really was an open book, which ended way too soon (naturally-speaking, of course).

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  7. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Clueless!!! What I appreciated the most about him and his music was his willingness to be completely honest about what existed deep down inside of himself, and the more our Heavenly Father allows me to see things as He does, the more I appreciate Chapin's courage.

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  8. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Ann!!! Yeah, I haven't heard either one of these songs on the radio in years, and as I told Frank, I had forgotten all about W-O-L-D.

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