Moonlight shadow
Stimmband Nr. 86
Chorus:
I stay, I pray, see you in heaven far away,
I stay, I pray, see you in heaven one day.
- The last time ever she saw him
carried away by moonlight shadow.
He passed on worried and warning,
carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Lost in a riddle that Saturday night
far away on the other side.
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
and she couldn’t find how to push through.
I stay, I pray … - The trees that whisper in the evening,
carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Sing a song of sorrow ind grieving,
carried away by a moonlight shadow.
All she saw was a silhoette of a gun,
far away on the othe side.
He was shot six times by a man on the run
and she couldn’t find how to push through.
I stay, I pray … - Four a.m. in the morning,
carried away by a moonlight shadow.
I watched your vision forming,
carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Stars move slowly in a silvery light,
far away on the other side.
Will you come to talk to me this night,
but she couldn’t find how to push through.
I stay, I pray … - Mm … carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Mm … carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Caught in the middle of a hundred and five.
Mm … The night was heavy and the air was alive,
but she couldn’t find how to push through.
I stay, I pray …
M.+T.: Mike Oldfield (*1953), 1983
Sailing
Stimmband Nr. 81
- I am sailing, I am sailing home again across the sea.
I am sailing stormy waters, to be near you, to be free. - I am flying, I am flying like a bird across the sky.
I am flying passing high clouds, to be with you, to be free. - Can you hear me, can you hear me thro’ the dark night far away.
I am dying, forever trying, to be with you who can say. - We are sailing, we are sailing home again across the sea.
We are sailing, stormy waters, to be near you, to be free.
M.+T.: Gavin M. Sutherland (*1951), 1972
House of the Rising Sun
Stimmband Nr. 93
- There is a house in New Orleans,
they call the Rising Sun,
and it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
and God, I know I’m one. - My mother was a tailor,
She sewed my new blue jeans.
My father was a gamblin’ man
down in New Orleans. - Now the only thing a gambler needs
is a suitcase and a trunk,
and the only time he’s satisfied
is when he’s all drunk. - Oh mother, tell your children
not to do what I have done.
Spend your lives in sin and misery
in the House of the Rising Sun. - Well, I got one foot on the platform
the other foot on the train.
I’m goin’ back to New Orleans
to wear that ball and chain. - Well, there is a house in New Orleans
they call the Rising Sun.
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
and God, I know I’m one.