Соло-George
Тексты песен сольных альбомов Джорджа Харрисона
EXTRA TEXTURE
September 22, 1975
YOU (3:43)
THE ANSWER'S AT THE END (5:34)
THIS GUITAR (CAN'T KEEP FROM CRYING) (4:14)
OOH BABY (YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU) (4:01)
WORLD OF STONE (4:42)
A BIT MORE OF YOU (0:45)
CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU (4:32)
TIRED OF MIDNIGHT BLUE (4:54)
GREY CLOUDY LIES (3:42)
HIS NAME IS LEGS (LADIES & GENTLEMEN) (5:46)
YOU
By George Harrison
One, two,
One, two, three, four.
I, I love, love,
And I, and I love you.
Oh, you, you, yeah, you.
Now, you, you,
Love, love,
And you, yes, you, you love me.
Yeah, you, you, yeah, you.
And when I'm holding you, ooh, what a feeling.
Seems so good to be true,
I'm telling you all that I must be dreaming.
Now, I, oh, I love, love,
And I, yeah, I, I love you.
I love you, oh, you, you, oh, you.
You (oh, oh, oh),
You know that I love you (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh).
You know that I love you.
I love you.
I, I said that I love you.
THE ANSWER'S AT THE END
By George Harrison
Scan not a friend with a microscopic glass,
You know his faults, now let his foibles pass.
Life is one long enigma, my friend,
So read on, read on, the answer's at the end.
Don't be so hard on the ones that you love,
It's the ones that you love we think so little of.
Don't be so hard on the ones that you need,
It's the ones that you need we think so little of.
The speech of flowers excels the flowers of speech,
But what's often in your heart, is the hardest thing to reach.
And life is one long mystery, my friend,
So live on, live on, the answer's at the end.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, we think so little of,
The ones that we love sometimes.
Isn't it a pity how we hurt
The ones that we love the most of all,
The ones we shouldn't hurt at all.
You know my faults, now let the foibles pass,
'Cause life is one long enigma, my friend,
Live on, live on, the answer's at the end.
Mm-mm-mm, the ones that we love,
We hurt most of all, sometimes.
And isn't it a pity how we hurt the ones that we love?
THIS GUITAR (CAN'T KEEP FROM CRYING)
By George Harrison
One, two, three, four
Found myself out on a limb,
But I'm happier than I've ever been.
But this guitar can't keep from crying.
Learned to get up when I fall,
Can even climb rolling stone walls.
But this guitar can't keep from crying.
This here guitar can feel quite sad,
Can be high strung, sometimes gets mad.
I can't understand or deal with hate,
Responds much better to love.
Thought by now you knew the score,
But you missed the point just like before.
And this guitar can't keep from crying.
This guitar it can't keep from crying.
This guitar can't keep from crying.
This here guitar can feel quite sad,
Can be high strung, sometimes gets mad.
I can't understand or deal with hate,
Responds much better to love.
While you attack, create offence,
I'll put it down to your ignorance.
But this guitar it can't keep from crying,
This guitar can't keep from crying.
This guitar can't keep from crying.
This guitar can't keep from crying.
OOH BABY (YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU)
By George Harrison
My baby, ooh, ooh, ooh,
You know that I love you.
My baby, ooh, ooh, ooh,
You know I love.
I won't say it's forever,
Right now, while we're together.
You're my baby, ooh, ooh,
You know I love you.
My baby, ooh, ooh, ooh,
You know I love.
I will be where you want me,
I will try to keep you happy if only
You say you're my baby, ooh, ooh, mm,
You know I love you.
And my baby, I'd do anything for you,
I'd run 'round the world for you,
I'd do what you want me to.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, you know that I love you.
Aah, aah, aah, my baby, mm, mm, mm.
WORLD OF STONE
By George Harrison
Wise men, you won't be
To follow the like of me,
In this world made of stone.
Such a long way to go.
We may disagree,
We all have the right to be
In this world made of stone.
Such a long way to go,
Such a long, long way from home, uh, uh.
(This world made of stone)
We may disagree,
We all have the right to be
In this world made out of stone.
Such a long, long way to go.
The wiser you can be,
The harder it can be to see
In this world made of stone.
Such a long, long way to go,
Such a long way from home.
In this world made of stone,
Such a long, long, long way to go
And such a long way from home.
Oh, oh, oh.
(This world made of stone)
CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU
By George Harrison
Can't stop thinking about you,
Can't stop thinking about you,
It's no good living without you,
I can't stop thinking about you.
And when the night time comes around,
Daylight has left me.
I, I can't take it if I don't see you no more,
I can't help it, I need your loving so much more.
And I can't stop thinking about you,
I can't stop thinking about you,
And it's no good living without you,
I can't stop thinking about,
I can't stop thinking about,
I can't stop thinking about you.
Oh, oh.
When the morning comes around,
The daylight gets to me.
I, I can't take it if I don't see you no more,
I can't help it, I need your loving so much more.
And I can't stop thinking about you, oh yeah,
I can't stop thinking about you,
And it's no good living without you,
I can't stop thinking about,
I can't stop thinking about,
I can't stop thinking about you.
I can't stop thinking about...
TIRED OF MIDNIGHT BLUE
By George Harrison
The sun came into view,
As I sat with the tears in my eyes.
The sun came upon you,
And as you smiled, the teardrop, it dried.
Don't know where I had been,
But I know what I had seen.
Made me chill right to the bone,
Made me wish that I'd stayed home along with you,
Tired of midnight blue.
The sun came up so high,
And as it shone, I realised your love.
The sun shone in your eyes,
And as you smiled, you realised it too.
The sun went down the sky,
Way up the clouds, told me that they knew.
The moon came up so high,
And as you smiled, i knew that you knew too.
GREY CLOUDY LIES
By George Harrison
I thought to close my mouth
With a padlock on the night,
Leave the battlefield behind,
Stay out of the fight,
Not lose my sight.
Now I only wanna be
With no pistol at my brain.
But at times it gets so lonely,
Could go insane,
Could lose my aim.
Now I only wanna live
With no teardrops in my eyes.
But at times it feels like no chance,
No clear blue skies, oo,
Grey cloudy lies.
No clear blue skies,
Grey cloudy lies.
HIS NAME IS LEGS (LADIES AND GENTLEMEN)
By George Harrison
Ev'rything is dinky doo,
Ev'rything that you do.
You were the king of la di da,
Pretty way out far.
Never over sits, he understands,
Like the back of the hand,
He should sing in a band, oh yeah.
People think he's loopey loo,
And when they look at his shoes,
He's a rockin' sausage roll.
He gets in the goal,
Healthy little "brown affair".
And when he washes his hair,
He'll get a round or a square,
Get them singing.
Ev'ryone from Oxford town,
Way down to the Rio grande
Knows his harbour quays,
His skin-tight hands without seggs,
His name is legs.
Coolies sweating in Hong Kong,
Run along the mardi grass.
Risking asian flu to meet the man
Who lays the eggs,
His name is legs.
He's a cure for whooping cough,
And if the going gets rough,
Get lined up come sikh, come Czar,
No matter who you are.
We could get along and slide a rule,
And if you don't play fools
While larry plays pool,
You'll hear him singing.наверх
Соло-George
Тексты песен сольных альбомов Джорджа Харрисона