1.Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard
Mama pyjama rolled outta bed, she ran to the police station
When the cop found out, he began to shout, he started the
investigation
And it's against the law, it was against the law
What what mama saw, it was against the law
Mama looked down and spit on the ground ever time her name gets
mentioned
The cop said oy, if I get that boy
I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention
Well I'm on my way, I don't know where I'm goin'
I'm on my way, takin' my time, but I don't know where
Goodbye to Rosie, the queen of Corona
Seein' me and Julio down by the schoolyard
Seein' me and Julio down by the schoolyard
(Instrumental break)
In a couple of days they're gonna take me away
When the press let the story leak
Now when the radical breach comes to get me released
Appears all on the cover of Newsweek
And I'm on my way, I don't know where I'm goin'
But I'm on my way, takin' my time, but I don't know where
Goodbye to Rosie, the queen of Corona
Seein' me and Julio down by the schoolyard
Seein' me and Julio down by the schoolyard
Seein' me and Julio down by the schoolyard
2.Homeward Bound
Lyrics：Paul Simon
Music：Paul Simon
I'm sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket to my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Ev'ry day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
And ev'ry stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Silently for me.
3.American Tune
Many's the time I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
But I'm all right, I'm all right
I'm just weary to my bones
Still, you don't expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home
And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
or driven to its knees
But it's all right, it's all right
We'be lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the road
we're traveling on
I wonder what went wrong
I can't help it, I wonder what went wrong
And I dreamed I was dying
And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying
We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age's most uncertain hour
and sing an American tune
But it's all right, it's all right
You can't be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest
That's all I'm trying to get some rest
4.El Condor Pasa(If I Could)
Written：Paul Simon／Jorge Milchberg
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail.
Yes I would.
If I could,
I surely would.
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail.
Yes I would.
If I could,
I surely would.
CHORUS
Away, I'd rather sail away
Like a swan that's here and gone
A man grows older every day
It gives the world
Its saddest sound,
Its saddest sound.
I'd rather be a forest than a street.
Yes I would.
If I could,
I surely would.
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet,
Yes I would.
If I could,
I surely would.
CHORUS
5.Duncan
6.The Boxer
Lyrics：Paul Simon
Music：Paul Simon
I am just a poor boy.
Though my story's seldom told,
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles,
Such are promises
All lies and jest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest.
When I left my home
And my family,
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station,
Running scared,
Laying low,
Seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go,
Looking for the places
Only they would know.
CHORUS
Lie-la-lie.....
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job,
But I get no offers.
Just a come-on from the whores
On Seventh Avenue
I do declare,
There were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there.
CHORUS
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me,
Leading me,
Going home.
In the clearing stands a boxer,
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
'I am leaving, I am leaving.'
But the fighter still remains
CHORUS
7.Mother And Child Reunion
8.The Sound Of Silence
Lyrics：Paul Simon
Music：Paul Simon
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
'Fools' said I,'You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.'
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
9.Jesus Is The Answer
10.Bridge Over Troubled Water
Lyrics：Paul Simon
Music：Paul Simon
Arranger：George Leong
When you're weary,feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes,
I will dry them all
I'm on your side.When times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
When you are down and out when you're on the street,
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you.
I take your part when the darkness comes
And pain is all around.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Sail on silvergirl,Sail on by,
Yuor time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine.If you need a friend.
I'm sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Yes I'll,yes I'll Lay me down.
惡水上的大橋
當你感到疲累與渺小(卑微)
當眼淚在你的眼中
我將拭乾它們
我就在你身旁，當世局艱難
而朋友難尋
像橫跨在惡水上的大橋
我將伏下(幫助你走過)
像橫跨在惡水上的大橋
我將伏下(幫助你走過)
當你感到失落，不被接納
當你流落街頭
當夜色深沈
我會安慰你
為你分憂解勞
當黑暗來臨，苦難遍地
像惡水上的大橋
我將伏下(幫助你走過)
像惡水上的大橋
我將伏下(幫助你走過)
啟航吧，向前航
你的時代即將大放光芒
所有的夢想都已啟程
看，它們多麼耀眼
如果你需要一個朋友
我就航行在你身後
像惡水上的大橋
我將伏下
像惡水上的大橋
我將伏下
11.Loves Me Like A Rock
12.America
'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 hitchhike 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.
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