The Concert in Central Park [live]
Simon & Garfunkel
℗ 1982 Warner Brothers Records 2BSK 3654
Simon & Garfunkel reunited on September 19, 1981, to perform a free concert in Central Park, New York City. This two-record set presents some of the duo's biggest hits in a live context, and also allows listeners a chance to hear what many Simon solo numbers could sound like in S&G mode. — William Ruhlmann. |
- 1. Mrs. Robinson [04:00]
- 2. Homeward Bound (Simon) [04:19]
- 3. America [04:44]
- 4. Me and Julio down by the Schoolyard (Simon) [03:39]
- 5. Scarborough Fair (Simon — Garfunkel) [03:48]
- 6. April Come She Will (Simon) [02:22]
- 7. Wake Up Little Susie [02:18]
- 8. Still Crazy after All These Years [03:50]
- 9. American Tune (Simon) [04:32]
- 10. Late In The Evening [04:06]
- 11. Slip Slidin' Away [04:53]
- 12. A Heart In New York [02:45]
- 13a. Kodachrome (Simon) [05:45]
- 13b. Maybellene (Simon)
- 14. Bridge Over Troubled Water [04:40]
- 15. Fifty Ways To Leave Your Lover [04:37]
- 16. The Boxer [05:17]
- 17a. Old Friends (Simon) [02:55]
- 17b. Bookends (Simon)
- 18. The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy) (Simon) [02:36]
- 19. The Sounds of Silence [03:57]
Тексты:
Mrs. Robinson
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 Whoah oh oh God bless your needs, mrs. Robinson, heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey hey hey, hey hey hey Hide it in a hidingplace where no-one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, it's just a Robinson's 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 Whoah oh oh 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 Goin' to the candidates debate, yeah 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, our nation turned its lonely eyes to you Whoo ooh ooh What's that you say, mrs. Robinson, joltin' Joe has left and gone away Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
Homeward Bound
(Simon)
I'm sittin' in the railway station, got a ticket for my destination On a tour of one-night-stands, my suitcase and guitar at hand And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band Homeward bound, I wish I was homeward bound Home, where my thoughts escape, at home, where my music's playin' Home, where my love lies waitin' silently for me Every day's an endless dream of cigarettes and magazines And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be Homeward bound, I wish I was homeward bound Home, where my thoughts escape, at home, where my music's playin' Home, where my love lies waitin' 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 and harmony, I need someone to comfort me Homeward bound, I wish I was homeward bound Home, where my thoughts escape, at home, where my music's playin' Home, where my love lies waitin' silently for me Homeward bound, I wish I was homeward bound Home, where my thoughts escape, at home, where my music's playin' Home, where my love lies waitin' silently for me Silently for me
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 pies And we walked off to look for America Cathy, I said, as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburg Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw And I've come to look for America Laughin' on the bus, playing games with the faces She said the man in the gaberdine suit was a spy I said be careful, his bowtie 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 Cathy, I'm lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping I'm empty and I'm aching and I don't know why Countin' the cars on the New Jersey turnpike They've all come to look for America, all come to look for America Countin' 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
Me and Julio down by the Schoolyard
(Simon)
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 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
Scarborough Fair
(Simon — Garfunkel)
Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seams nor needlework, then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between the salt water and the sea strand, then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And to gather it all in a bunch of heather, then she'll be a true love of mine Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine
April Come She Will
(Simon)
April come she will, when streams are ripe and swell with rain May she will stay, resting in my arms again June she'll change her tune, in restless walks she'll prowl the night July she will fly, and give no warning to her flight August die she must, the autumn winds blow chilly and cold September I'll remember, a love once new has now grown old
Wake Up Little Susie
WAKE UP LITTLE SUZIE -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wake up little Suzie, wake up, wake up little Suzie, wake up We both fell sound asleep, wake up little Suzie and weep The movie's over, it's four o'clock and we're in trouble deep Chorus: Wake up little Suzie, wake up little Suzie Well, what're we gonna tell your mama, what're we gonna tell your papa What're gonna tell our friends when they say 'ooh la la' Wake up little Suzie, wake up little Suzie Well, I told your mama that you'd be in by ten Well, Suzie baby, looks like we goofed again Wake up little Suzie, wake up little Suzie, we gotta go home Wake up little Suzie, wake up, wake up little Suzie, wake up The movie wasn't so hot, it didn't have much of a plot We fell asleep, our goose is cooked, our reputation is shot chorus Wake up little Suzie
Still Crazy after All These Years
I met my old lover on the street last night She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled And we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves some beer Still crazy after all these years, still crazy after all these years I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize I seem to lean on old familiar ways And I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears Still crazy after all these years, still crazy after all these years Four in the morning, I'm tapped up and yawning, lorning my life away I never worry, why should I, oh yeah, it's all gonna fade Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars roll by I fear I'll do some damage one fine day But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers Still crazy after all these years Still crazy, still crazy, still crazy after all these years
American Tune
(Simon)
Many's the time I've been mistaken, and many times confused Yes and I've often felt forsaken, and certainly misused Ah but I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm just weary thru 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 alright, it's alright, for we live so well, so long Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on I wonder what's gone wrong, I can't help it I wonder what's gone wrong And I dreamed I was dying, 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 But we come on a ship they called Mayflower We come on a ship that sailed the moon We come in the ages' most uncertain hours and sing an American tune And it's alright, oh it's alright, it's alright, you can be forever blessed Still tomorrow's gonna be another working day and I'm trying to get some rest That's all I'm trying, to get some rest
Late In The Evening
LATE IN THE EVENING -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed I couldn't've been no more than one or two And I remember there's a radio, coming from the room next door My mother laughed away some ladies' due Well it's late in the evening, and all the music sees me through The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street I'm feeling alright with my boys and with my troops, yeah Down along the avenue some guys are shootin' pool And I heard the sound of acapella groups, yeah Singin' late in the evening, and all the girls out on the stoops, yeah Then I remember playin' some lead guitar, I was underage in this funky bar And I stepped outside to smoke myself a J When I come back to the room, everybody just seemed to move And I turned my amp up louder to get away It was late in the evening, and I blew that room away First thing I remember when you came into my life I said I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do Well I guess I've been in love before and once or twice have been on the floor But I've never loved no-one the way that I love you And it was late in the evening, and all the music sees me through First thing I remember when you came into my life I said I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do Well I guess I've been in love before and once or twice have been on the floor But I've never loved no-one the way that I love you And it was late in the evening, and all the music sees me through
Slip Slidin' Away
SLIP SLIDING AWAY -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chorus: Slip sliding away, slip sliding away You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away Whoah and I know a man, he came from my hometown He wore his passion for his woman like a thorny crown He said Dolores, I live in fear My love for you's so overpowering, I'm afraid that I will disappear chorus I know a woman, (who) became a wife These are the very words she uses to describe her life She said a good day ain't got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been chorus And I know a father who had a son He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he'd done He came a long way just to explain He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping Then he turned around and he headed home again chorus Whoah God only knows, God makes his plan The information's unavailable to the mortal man We're workin' our jobs, collect our pay Believe we're gliding down the highway, when in fact we're slip sliding away chorus repeats 2x
A Heart In New York
A HEART IN NEW YORK -------------------------------------------------------------------------- New York, to that tall skyline I come, flyin' in from London to your door New York, lookin' down on Central Park Where they say you should not wander after dark New York, like a scene from all those movies But you're real enough to me, but there's a heart A heart that lives in New York A heart in New York, a rose on the street I write my song to that city heartbeat A heart in New York, love in her eye, an open door at a friend for the night New York, you got money on your mind And my words won't make a dime's worth a difference, so here's to you New York
Kodachrome
(Simon)
When I think back on all the crap I've learned in highschool It's a wonder I can think at all Though my lack of education hasn't hurt me much I can read the writings on the walls Chorus: Kodachrome, they give us those nice bright colours They give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah I got a Nicon camera, I love to take a photograph So mama don't take my Kodachrome away If you took all the girls I knew when I was single Brought 'em all together for one night I know they'd never match my sweet imagination Everything looks better in black and white Kodachrome, they give us those nice bright colours They give us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah I got a Nicon camera, I love to take a photograph So mama don't take my Kodachrome away Mama don't take my Kodachrome away, mama don't take my Kodachrome away Mama don't take my Kodachrome away Mama don't take my Kodachrome, mama don't take my Kodachrome Mama don't take my Kodachrome away Mama don't take my Kodachrome and leave your boy so far from home Mama don't take my Kodachrome away Mama don't take my Kodachrome, whew whew, mama don't take my Kodachrome away (Oh) Mabellene, why can't you be true, whoah Mabellene, why can't you be true You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do As I was motivatin' over the hill, I was Mabellene in a coup Deville Cadillac roarin' at the open road, yeah but nothin' but a racecar bein' fold Cadillac doin' by 95, oh mama and papa in side to side (Oh) Mabellene, why can't you be true, whoah Mabellene, why can't you be true You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do He cooled down, the motor cooled down That's when I'd heard that highway sound I kept back sittin' like a ton of leather Got a hundert and ten a half mile ahead Cadillac lookin' like it's standin' still And I caught Mabellene at the top of the hill (Oh) Mabellene, why can't you be true, whoah Mabellene, why can't you be true You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do (Oh) Mabellene, why can't you be true, whoah Mabellene, why can't you be true You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do
Maybellene
(Simon)
(Oh) Mabellene, why can't you be true, whoah Mabellene, why can't you be true You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do As I was motivatin' over the hill, I was Mabellene in a coup Deville Cadillac roarin' at the open road, yeah but nothin' but a racecar bein' fold Cadillac doin' by 95, oh mama and papa in side to side (Oh) Mabellene, why can't you be true, whoah Mabellene, why can't you be true You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do He cooled down, the motor cooled down That's when I'd heard that highway sound I kept back sittin' like a ton of leather Got a hundert and ten a half mile ahead Cadillac lookin' like it's standin' still And I caught Mabellene at the top of the hill (Oh) Mabellene, why can't you be true, whoah Mabellene, why can't you be true You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do (Oh) Mabellene, why can't you be true, whoah Mabellene, why can't you be true You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do You're not startin' right, doin' those things you used to do
Bridge Over Troubled Water
BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATER -------------------------------------------------------------------------- When you're weary, feelin' small When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all I'm on your side, oh, 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're down and out, when you're on the street When evening falls so hard, I will comfort you I'll take your part, oh when darkness comes, and pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind Sail on silver girl, sail on by Your time has come to shine, and all your dreams will run their way See how they shine, oh, if you need a friend, I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind
Fifty Ways To Leave Your Lover
FIFTY WAYS TO LEAVE YOUR LOVER -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The problem is all inside your head, she said to me The answer is easy if you take it logically I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free There must be fifty ways to leave your lover She said it's really not my habbit to untrue For the more I hope my meaning won't be lost on this construe So I repeat myself, at the risk of being cruel There must be fifty ways to leave your lover, fifty ways to leave your lover Chorus: Just slip out the back, Jack, make a new plan, Stan Don't need to be coy, Roy, just listen to me Hop on the bus, Gus, don't need to discuss much Just drop off the key, Lee, and get yourself free (repeats 2x) She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again I said, I appreciate that, then would you please explain about the fifty ways She said, why don't we both just sleep on it tonight And I believe, in the morning you'll begin to see the light And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right There must be fifty ways to leave your lover, fifty ways to leave your lover chorus
The Boxer
THE BOXER -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I am just a poor boy and my story's seldom told I've squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises All lies and jest, still the man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest, hmmmm 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, runnin' scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know Li la li... Asking only workman's wages, I come lookin' for a job, but I get no offers Just a comeon from the whores on 7th Avenue I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there Now the years are rolling by me, they are rockin' even me I am older than I once was, and younger than I'll be, that's not unusual No it isn't strange, after changes upon changes, we are more or less the same After changes we are more or less the same Li la li... And I'm laying out my winter clothes, wishing I was gone, goin' home Where the New York City winters aren't bleedin' me, leadin' me to go home In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him 'Til he cried out in his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains Yes he still remains Li la li...
Old Friends
(Simon)
Old friends, old friends sat on their parkbench like bookends A newspaper blowin' through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes of the old friends Old friends, winter companions, the old men Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun The sounds of the city sifting through trees Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends Can you imagine us years from today, sharing a parkbench quietly How terribly strange to be seventy Old friends, memory brushes the same years, silently sharing the same fears
Bookends
(Simon)
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
The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy)
(Simon)
Slow down, you move too fast, you've got to make the morning last Just kickin' down the cobble-stones, lookin' for fun and feelin' groovy Feeling groovy Hello lamp-post, what's you knowin', I come to watch the flowers growin' Ain't you got no rhymes for me, do-it-do-do-do, feelin' groovy Feeling groovy I got no deeds to do, no promises to keep I'm dabbled and drowsy and ready to sleep Let the morning time drop all its pebbles on me Life I love you, all is groovy
The Sounds of Silence
THE SOUND OF SILENCE -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come with 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 streetlamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light, 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 shared, and no one dared To stir the sound of silence Fool, said I, you do not know, silence, like a cancer, grows Hear my words and I might teach you, take my arms then 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'd made And the sign flashed its warning in the words that it was forming And the sign said the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls, and whispered in the sounds of silence