Álbum Bookends de Simon & Garfunkel - Canciones

Bookends

1968 |

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Listado de canciones del álbum Bookends

Bookends Theme
Save The Life Of My ChildVer letra

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"Good God! Don't Jump!"

A boy sat on the ledge

And old man who had fainted was revived

(He's all right)

And everyone agreed 'twould be a miracle indeed

If the boy survived

"Save the life of my child!"

Cried the desperate mother

The woman from the supermarket

Ran to call the cops

"He must be high on something, " someone said

Thought it never made the New York Times

In the Daily News the caption read

"Save the life of my child!"

Cried the desperate mother

(Hello, darkness, my old friend,

I've come to talk with you again.)

A patrol car passing by

Halted to a stop

Said officer MacDougal in dismay

"The force can't do a decent job

'Cause the kids got no respect

For the law today" (and blah blah blah)

"Save the life of my child!"

Cried the desperate mother

"Oh, what's becoming of the children?"

People asking each other

When darkness fell, excitement kissed the crowd

And it made them wild

In an atmosphere of freaky holiday

When the spotlight hit the boy

The crowd began to cheer

He flew away

"Oh my Grace, I got no hiding place"

"Oh my Grace, I got no hiding place"
AmericaVer letra

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Let us be lovers

We'll marry our fortunes together

I've got some real estate

Here in my bag

So we bought a pack of cigarettes

And Mrs. Wagner's pies

And walked off

To look for America

"Kathy", I said

As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh

Michigan seems like a dream to me now

It took me four days

To hitch-hike from Saginaw

"I've come to look for America"

Laughing on the bus

Playing games with the faces

She said the man in the gabardine suit

Was a spy

I said, "Be careful

His bow tie is really a camera"

"Toss me a cigarette

I think there's one in my raincoat"

We smoked the last one

An hour ago

So I looked at the scenery

She read her magazine

And the moon rose over an open field

"Kathy, I'm lost", I said

Though I knew she was sleeping

"I'm empty and aching and

I don't know why"

Counting the cars

On the New Jersey Turnpike

They've all come

To look for America

All come to look for America

All come to look for America
OversVer letra

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Why don't we stop fooling ourselves?

The game is over, over, over

No good times, no bad times

There's no times at all

Just the New York Times

Sitting on the windowsill

Near the flowers

We might as well be apart

It hardly matters

We sleep separately

And drop a smile passing in the hall

But there's no laughs left

‘Cause we laughed them all

And we laughed them all

In a very short time

Time

Is tapping on my forehead

Hanging from my mirror

Rattling the teacups

And I wonder

How long can I delay?

We're just a habit

Like saccharine

And I'm habitually feelin' kinda blue

But each time I try on

The thought of leaving you

I stop…

I stop and think it over
Voices Of Old PeopleVer letra

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[Art Garfunkel recorded old people in various locations in New York and Los Angeles over a period of several months. These voices were taken from those tapes.]
Old FriendsVer letra

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Old friends

Old friends

Sat on their park bench

Like bookends

A newspaper blown through the grass

Falls on the round toes

On the high shoes

Of the old friends

Old friends

Winter companions

The old men

Lost in their overcoats

Waiting for the sunset

The sounds of the city

Sifting through trees

Settle like dust

On the shoulders

Of the old friends

Can you imagine us

Years from today

Sharing a park bench quietly?

How terribly strange

To be seventy

Old friends

Memory brushes the same years

Silently sharing the same fear

Time it was

And what a time it was

It was . . .

A time of innocence

A time of confidences

Long ago . . . it must be . . .

I have a photograph

Preserve your memories

They're all that's left you
Bookends Theme
Fakin' It
Punky's Dilemma
Mrs. RobinsonVer letra

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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo

God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files

We'd like to help you learn to help yourself

Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes

Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo

God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes

Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes

It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair

Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids

Coo coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo

God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon

Going to the candidates' debate

Laugh about it, shout about it

When you've got to choose

Every way you look at it you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?

A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, wo wo wo

What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson

'Joltin Joe' has left and gone away, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey
A Hazy Shade Of WinterVer letra

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Time, time, time See what's become of me

While I looked around for my possibilities

I was so hard to please

But look around Leaves are brown

And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hear the Salvation Army band

Down by the riverside's

Bound to be a better ride

Than what you've got planned

Carry your cup in your hand

And look around you

Leaves are brown, now

And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hang on to your hopes, my friend

That's an easy thing to say

But if your hopes should pass away

Simply pretend That you can build them again

Look around

The grass is high

The fields are ripe

It's the springtime of my life

Seasons change with the scenery

Weaving time in a tapestry

Won't you stop and remember me

At any convenient time?

Funny how my memory skips

Looking over manuscripts

Of unpublished rhyme

Drinking my vodka and lime

I look around Leaves are brown

And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Look around Leaves are brown

There's a patch of snow on the ground

Look around Leaves are brown

There's a patch of snow on the ground
At The ZooVer letra

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Someone told me it's all happening at the zoo.

I do believe it, I do believe it's true.

It's a light and tumble journey

From the East side to the park.

Just a fine and fancy ramble to the zoo.

But you can take the cross-town bus

If it's raining or it's cold.

And the animals will love it if you do.

Something tells me it's all happening at the zoo.

I do believe it, I do believe it's true.

The monkeys stand for honesty.

Giraffes are insincere.

And the elephants are kindly but they're dumb.

Orangutans are skeptical of changes in their cages

And the zoo keeper is very fond of rum.

Zebras are reactionaries,

Antelopes are missionaries.

Pigeons plot in secrecy

And hamsters turn on frequently.

What a gas you got to come and see

At the zoo.