CHILDREN OF THE MORNING John Stewart

Dance to the circle, watch it grow. Turning like forever, movin' slow. It's only a moment, yes, I know. Children of the morning told me so. Burn with the fire, make it bright.

GREEN GRASSES John Stewart

There waits a girl where the green grasses grow. Waits she there with a tear in her eye dreaming of years that long have gone by. How I yearn for the days that are gone!

A LITTLE SOUL IS BORN John Stewart

In the quiet of the dawn, a little soul is born.

PORTLAND TOWN John Stewart

Rains came the very next day but I been gone to long. There's a gal in Portland town and she sings a marryin' song. Goin' back to Portland town. Goin' back to Portland town. Yes, I am.

Oldest Living Son John Stewart

Sycamores grow in their long planted rows Out there to break the morning wind Still the dust it always blows It's in our eyes, it's in our clothes And it's in our very souls Like this song about me

Friend Of Jesus John Stewart

Jesus was a friend of John, mmm-mmm-mmm Jesus was a friend of Paul, mmm-mmm-mmm He was a friend of Matthew, James, John down the line. I do believe I'd been a friend of Jesus in his time.

BALLAD OF THE QUIET FIGHTER John Stewart

Chorus: Oh, I stood watchin', oh, I stood waitin' and as the rivers of freedom run through this land I'll be there for to lend you my hand.

THOSE WHO ARE WISE John Stewart

I use to sit in the shade of an old cedar tree and I dream of the days, what they're holdin' for me. But all those should know who gaze at the sky. It's for those who are wise.

THE NEW FRONTIER John Stewart

Chorus: Some to the rivers and some to the sea. Some to the soil that our fathers made free. Then on to the stars in the heav'ns for to see. This is the new frontier. This is the new frontier.

STORIES OF OLD John Stewart

Chorus: I don't want to hear your stories of old. Don't show me your golden chains. For if there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain.

RUNNING OUT OF TOMORROWS John Stewart

Can it really be that long as the letters try to say? I'm more lonesome right now than ever I remember. I'm more lonesome right now than I was yesterday. Chorus: I'm running out of tomorrows.

SONG FOR A FRIEND John Stewart

Look then in the hills when there's courage in the wind and in the face of freedom and those who look to him.

HIT AND RUN John Stewart

I was lookin' at the sun. Pardon me, I didn't know it can't be done. I was lookin' at the sun. I was lookin' at the sun. I was callin' back my youth. Pardon me, did you want to use the booth?

COME ALONG, JULIE John Stewart

Down through the meadows I was humming a song. Looking at the skies as I take my little Julie back home. Watching her eyes as I tell her of the day.

WHEN MY LOVE WAS HERE John Stewart

The little cottage and the lake that we held so dear. But the trees all seemed much greener, much greener than this year. Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here.

GO TELL ROGER John Stewart

My brother stirs the kool-aid, giving sips. Two cents and a penny buys a set of big, wax lips. Riding with no hands around the turn. Let's find a guy named Francis and give him an Indian burn.

RUN THE RIDGES John Stewart

Well, I hope to tell you, Johnny, that I lay that rifle down but leave the noose and the calaboose and headed for another town.

LOCK ALL THE WINDOWS John Stewart

There was time for the laughter and time for the rain, time for the people who don't know my name. Time for everything, I know it's true and I know that I should have had more time for you.

HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND John Stewart

Well, as the people say, I will be comin' back this way, but until then, gal, you're on your own. I'm not the kind of guy just for hangin' 'round. I'm bored to tears with this old town.

Golden Rollin' Belly John Stewart

Out on the road Without a woman I get lonely Out on the road Without a woman I get mad I don't care what the preachers say He never had it anyway Never found it lying on his bed I mean a golden

CHILDREN OF THE UNIVERSE John Denver

CHILDREN OF THE UNIVERSE by John Denver-Joe Henry A heritage of vision Was given to us all To smell the rose's fragrance To hear the songbird's call To watch the distant moonlight fill The

Big Joe John Stewart

He's a big wheel driver, Mamma Working for the trucking Co.

Midnight Wind John Stewart

Fly in the midnight air Fly in the midnight air There are dreams that fly in the midnight wind Souls that cry in the midnight wind Lovers who try in the midnight wind You and I in the midnight wind

Marshall Wind John Stewart

Miscellaneous Midnight Wind Midnight Wind John Stewart Backing vocals: Stevie Nicks Come on down Miranda Your window's open wide Take a chance on a midnight dance So I can see it in your eyes

Julie, Judy, Angel Rain John Stewart

Julie, Judy, Angel Rain I'm on the road again Julie, Judy, Angel Rain I'm on the road again Julie was my woman We never laughed or cried Julie was my woman Who never looked inside Now my woman's Angel

Gold John Stewart

When the lights go down in the California town, People are in for the evening. I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar, My heart beatin' time with my breathin'.

OH JOE HANNAH John Stewart

(Repeat twice) Don't you know the river is wide? Don't you know the mountain is high? (Last time - Oh Joe Hannah!) Thirteen years I've been workin' on the river.

COMING FROM THE MOUNTAINS John Stewart

Chorus: Comin' from the mountains, crossin' o'er the plains. It's off to California, then back again to Maine. Singin' a song that you all know, then let your voices go.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING LITTLE BOY? John Stewart

Where are you going with the rain? Little boy, I wish that you'd explain. I'm gonna take my friend, the rain, where he won't hear anyone complain.

PUT YOUR MONEY AWAY John Stewart

I could go a-runnin', jumpin', reachin' for the sky (reachin' for the sky) That's all that I thought that it would take to buy your mind (take to buy your mind) Then one day, I looked the other way

COME GATHER THE TIME John Stewart

Chorus: Come gather the time, I have nothing to do. Come gather the time, I have nothing to do. Who could be nicer than someone with nothing to do?

RUNAWAY SONG John Stewart

Show me a man with a pocket full of causes. Says he knows who Santa Claus is. Talking 'bout a war I should denounce over in a country with a name I can't pronounce.

MOLLY DEE John Stewart

Far away, I know not where she's the girl who waits for me. My true love's in Memphis town. Pretty little thing names Sally Brown. Travels around on a riverboat.

ONE MORE TOWN John Stewart

Fight for the winnin' and I'll be there. If there's one more song, I'll be singin'. I'm always goin' but I don't know where. I spent seventeen in West Virginia.

ROAD TO FREEDOM John Stewart

So we'll sing it long and proud so ev'ryone will know that the road to freedom is a long, long way to go. Turn and look out over there, just as far as you can see.

MOMENT OF GLORY Rod Stewart

small children clinging to her dress) Hurt and disillusioned but never down hearted (she picked up the pieces of her broken life) And meanwhile back in Boston the culprit lie thinkin' (trying to find

GAZE ON OTHER HEAVENS John Stewart

I think that they're the end, but I just love you. I just love you. It goes on and on, longer than a song and I will need you. I will need you. Let us be together as we face this stormy weather.

Gold Steve Nicks

Gold - written by John Stewart - duet recorded with John Stewart - appears on Bombs Away Dream Babies (John Stewart 1979); The Enchanted Boxed Set (1998) - released as a single; b-side Comin'

Silver Bells Rod Stewart

Silver bells Silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling Hear them sing Soon it will be Christmas Day City sidewalks busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling Of

Roads To Moscow Al Stewart

of mud filled the roads Gluing the tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled with snow And all that I ever Was able to see The fire in the air glowing red Silhouetting the snow on the breeze

Roads To Moscow (Live; 2005 Digital Remaster) Al Stewart

with our backs to the town of Orel Closer and closer to Moscow they come Riding the wind like a bell General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill Winter brought with the rains, oceans of mud filled

GHETTO BLASTER Rod Stewart

will die before this song is through Poor eyes have only seen sadness Oh God show us what to do I'm not preaching, I'm just singing trying to get a message through I'm not crazy, I think maybe the

Zero She Flies Al Stewart

need him Say you were almost his woman And zero she flies as the morning sighs Spreads her wings like a seagull From the mountain he watches her, Biding his time But his eyes are the eyes of an eagle

White Christmas Rod Stewart

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas

THIRSTY BOOTS John Denver

THIRSTY BOOTS by Eric Andersen Sung by John Denver on the album I WANT TO LIVE You've long been on the open road You've been sleeping in the rain >From dirty words and muddy cells Your clothes

STRANGE DAY John Stewart/George Yanok

(Spoken) I remember when I rode into town that morning in December of forty-eight. Oh, bitter cold. I had on my parka, my sheepskin coat and my brown and white spectator pumps.

MORNING DEW Rod Stewart

Walk me out in the morning dew, my honey. Please walk me out in the morning dew, sometime. Can't walk you out in no morning dew. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Can't walk you out in no morning dew.

Billy The Bum John Prine

Billy, the bum lived by the thumb And sang of the hobo's delight He'd prove he could run Twice as fast as the sun By losing his shadow at night Now he loved every girl In this curly headed

LOVE IN THE RIGHT HANDS Rod Stewart

that way Remember, that, love, love in the right hands Is like sunlight burning through in the morning sky I said, love, love in the right hands Is such a powerful thing so put your hands in mine

Year Of The Cat al stewart

On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running