Camino Songs 500 Miles Peter Paul and Mary If you miss the train I’m on, you will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles, A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. Lord I’m one, Lord I’m two, Lord I’m three, Lord I’m four, Lord I’m 500 miles from my home. 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles Lord I’m five hundred miles from my home. Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name Lord I can’t go a-home this a-way This a-away, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way, Lord I can’t go a-home this a-way. If you miss the train I’m on you will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. Auld Lange Syne Robert Burns Should auld acquaintance be forgot And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot And days o' lang syne? Chorus: For auld lang syne, my Dear For auld lang syne We'll tak a cup o kindness yet For auld lang syne And surely ye'11 be your pint-stowp And surely I'll be mine And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne (Chorus) We twa hae run about the braes And pu'd the gowans fine But we've wandered mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne (Chorus) We twa hae paidlet i' the burn Frae morning sun sill dine But seas between us braid hae roar'd Sin auld lang syne (Chorus) And there's a hand, my trusty feire And gie's a hand o' thine And we'll tak a right gude-willie waught For auld lang syne (Chorus) Blowin' In The Wind Bob Dylan How many roads most a man walk down Before you call him a man ? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand ? Yes, how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned ? The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind. Yes, how many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea ? Yes, how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free ? Yes, how many times can a man turn his head Pretending he just doesn't see ? The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind. Yes, how many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky ? Yes, how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry ? Yes, how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died ? The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind. Both Sides Now Joni Mitchell Rows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air and feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way. But now they only block the sun they rain and snow on everyone so many things I would have done but clouds got in my way. I've looked at clouds from both sides now, from up and down, and still somehow it's cloud illusions I recall, I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels the dizzy dancing way you feel as ev'ry fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way. But now it's just another show you leave 'em laughing when you go and if you care, don't let them know don't give yourself away. I've looked at love from both sides now, from give and take, and still somehow, it's love's illusions I recall, I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud to say "I love you" right out loud. Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way. But now old friends are acting strange they shake their heads, they say I've changed. Well something's lost, but something's gained in living every day. I've looked at life from both sides now, from win and lose and still somehow, it's life's illusions I recall, I really don't know life at all I've looked at life from both sides now, from up and down, and still somehow, it's life's illusions I recall, I really don't know life at all Brown Eyed Girl Van Morrison Hey, where did we go? Days when the rains came Down in a hollow Playin' a new game Laughin' and a runnin' Skippin' and a jumpin' In the misty mornin' fog With our hearts a thumpin' It was you, my brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl Now what ever happened Tuesday is oh so slow Goin' down the old mine With a transistor radio Standin' in a sunlit lane Hidin' 'hind a rainbow's wall Slippin' and a slidin' All along the waterfall It was you, my brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl Do you remember when, we used to sing Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da So hard to find my way Now that I'm on my own Thought about it just the other day My, where's the time all gone Can't remember back then Lord Sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' 'bout Makin' love in the green grass Behind the stadium With you, my brown eyed girl Do you remember when, we used to sing Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da Don Quixote Gordon Lightfoot Through the woodland, through the valley, comes a horseman wild and free. Tilting at the windmills passing, who can the brave young horseman be? He is wild but he is mellow, he is strong but he is weak. He is cruel but he is gentle, he is wise but he is meek. Reaching for his saddlebag, he takes a battered book into his hand. Standing like a prophet bold, he shouts across the ocean to the shore, ‘till he can shout no more. I have come o’er moor and mountain, like the hawk upon the wing I was once a shining knight, who was the guardian of a king I have searched the whole world over, looking for a place to sleep I have seen the strong survive, and I have seen the lean grown weak See the children of the earth, who wake to find the table bare. See the gentry in the country, riding off to take the air. Reaching for his saddlebag, he takes a rusty sword into his hand. Then striking up a knightly pose, he shouts across the ocean to the shore, ‘till he can shout no more. See the jailor with his key, who locks away all trace of sin. See the judge upon the bench, who tries the case as best he can. See the wise and wicked ones, who feed upon life’s sacred fire. See the soldier with his gun, who must be dead to be admired. See the man who tips the needle, see the man who buys and sells. See the man who puts the collar, on the ones who dare not tell. See the drunkard in the tavern, stemming gold to make ends meet. See the youth in ghetto black, condemned to life upon the street. Reaching for his saddlebag, he takes a tarnished cross into his hand. Then standing like a preacher now, he shouts across the ocean to the shore Then in a blaze of tangled hooves, he gallops off across the dusty plain, in vain to search again, where no one will hear. Through the woodland, through the valley, comes a horseman wild and free. Tilting at the windmills passing, who can the brave young horseman be? He is wild but he is mellow, he is strong but he is weak. He is cruel but he is gentle, he is wise but he is meek. Dust In The Wind Kansas I close my eyes Only for a moment, then the moment's gone All my dreams Pass before my eyes, a curiosity Dust in the wind All they are is dust in the wind Same old song Just a drop of water in an endless sea All we do Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see Dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind, ohh Now, don't hang on Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky It slips away And all your money won't another minute buy Dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind Dust in the wind Everything is dust in the wind Everything is dust in the wind The wind For Baby John Denver I'll walk in the rain by your side, I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand. I'll do anything to help you understand, I'll love you more than anybody can. And the wind will whisper your name to me, Little birds will sing along in time, The leaves will bow down when you walk by, And morning bells will chime.