Day 36
Another pick from the Dream Street Rose album.
Rock of Ages tell me where does it stand
Are we bound for the promise land
Bless my soul, I ain’t ready to die
And my future is in your hands.
Mister Rock of Ages, Gordon Lightfoot
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Saturday, March 30, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the "50 Years on the Carefree Highway" Concert.
Day 37
From the album by the same name.
You been in all my dreams since you been gone
Each morning when I wake up with the dawn
Dream Street Rose I like the way you smile
Dream Street Rose, stay with me awhile.
Dream Street Rose, Gordon Lightfoot
Friday, March 29, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the "50 Years on the Carefree Highway" Concert.
Day 38
Another favorite song and one that, if you listen to the lyrics, is really brilliant. I just simply love it.
Through the woodland, through the valley
Comes a horseman wild and free
Tilting at the windmills passing
Who can the brave young horseman be
Don Quixote, Gordon Lightfoot
Another favorite song and one that, if you listen to the lyrics, is really brilliant. I just simply love it.
Through the woodland, through the valley
Comes a horseman wild and free
Tilting at the windmills passing
Who can the brave young horseman be
Don Quixote, Gordon Lightfoot
Thursday, March 28, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the "50 Years on the Carefree Highway" concert.
Day 39
Gordon Lightfoot said this song was inspired by his hometown in Ontario. It reminds me of the place where I grew up and maybe is why it’s another of my very favorites. It fits with this time of year.
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Rainpools in the woodlands, water to my knees
Shivering, quivering, the warm breath of spring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Pussywillows, Cat-tails, Gordon Lightfoot
Gordon Lightfoot said this song was inspired by his hometown in Ontario. It reminds me of the place where I grew up and maybe is why it’s another of my very favorites. It fits with this time of year.
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Rainpools in the woodlands, water to my knees
Shivering, quivering, the warm breath of spring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Pussywillows, Cat-tails, Gordon Lightfoot
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the "50 Years on the Carefree Highway" Concert
Day 40
Another song from the Summertime Dream album but with a very different message.
Where are the boys in their coats of blue
Who flew when their eyes were blind
Was god in town for the Roman games
Was he there when the deals were signed
Protocol, Gordon Lightfoot
Another song from the Summertime Dream album but with a very different message.
Where are the boys in their coats of blue
Who flew when their eyes were blind
Was god in town for the Roman games
Was he there when the deals were signed
Protocol, Gordon Lightfoot
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 41
This song is often played at Christmas, although it really has nothing to do with the holiday. I suppose it’s the soft sound of jingle bells in the background that makes it fit the season, although the story is that it was written in the middle of summer. It’s a lovely quiet and romantic song, and certainly perfect for any night like this one when winter does not want to loosen its hold.
The lamp is burning low upon my tabletop
The snow is softly falling
The air is still in the silence of my room
I hear your voice softly calling.
If I could have you near to breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
On this winter night with you.
Song for a Winter’s Night, Gordon Lightfoot
This song is often played at Christmas, although it really has nothing to do with the holiday. I suppose it’s the soft sound of jingle bells in the background that makes it fit the season, although the story is that it was written in the middle of summer. It’s a lovely quiet and romantic song, and certainly perfect for any night like this one when winter does not want to loosen its hold.
The lamp is burning low upon my tabletop
The snow is softly falling
The air is still in the silence of my room
I hear your voice softly calling.
If I could have you near to breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
On this winter night with you.
Song for a Winter’s Night, Gordon Lightfoot
Monday, March 25, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the "50 Years on the Carefree Highway" concert.
Day 42
This song is from the Don Quixote album and is one I don’t think I’ve ever heard Gordon sing in concert (but I’ve only been to 5). It’s another favorite of mine and reflects, I’m sure, some of his own experiences earlier in his life.
I’m on my second cup of coffee
And I still can’t face the day
I’m thinking of a lady who got
Lost along the way
And if I don’t stop this trembling hand
From reaching from the phone
I’ll be reaching for the bottle, Lord
Before this day is done.
Second Cup of Coffee, Gordon Lightfoot
This song is from the Don Quixote album and is one I don’t think I’ve ever heard Gordon sing in concert (but I’ve only been to 5). It’s another favorite of mine and reflects, I’m sure, some of his own experiences earlier in his life.
I’m on my second cup of coffee
And I still can’t face the day
I’m thinking of a lady who got
Lost along the way
And if I don’t stop this trembling hand
From reaching from the phone
I’ll be reaching for the bottle, Lord
Before this day is done.
Second Cup of Coffee, Gordon Lightfoot
Sunday, March 24, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 43
Another feel-good song. I like it because it’s about a small town and flowers and birds singing and-- what else-- summertime.
Where the road runs down by the butternut grove
To old Bill Skinner’s stream
Do tell at the noonday bell
It’s time for a summertime dream.
Summertime Dream, Gordon Lightfoot
Another feel-good song. I like it because it’s about a small town and flowers and birds singing and-- what else-- summertime.
Where the road runs down by the butternut grove
To old Bill Skinner’s stream
Do tell at the noonday bell
It’s time for a summertime dream.
Summertime Dream, Gordon Lightfoot
Saturday, March 23, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 44
This is probably one of Gordon Lightfoot’s best known songs. While Canadian fans had known and appreciated his music for a long time, this was the first song to break into the top ten. If you were around in the early 1970s, it’s the song that probably introduced you to Gordon Lightfoot. It’s a song about love that changes and feelings that have gone. A little sad, a little wistful, and even this many years later, if you’re a fan, you never tire of hearing it.
If I could read your mind, love
What a tale your thoughts could tell
Just like a paperback novel
The kind the drugstore sells
When you read the part where the heartache comes
The hero would be me
But heroes often fail.
If You Could Read My Mind, Gordon Lightfoot
Friday, March 22, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 45
This song has always been one of my favorites. Written to help celebrate Canada’s centennial celebration, it’s an ambitious song that’s played in three parts and tells of the building of the railroad across that country. A saga in itself, it says much about the men who worked and lived and died to make that dream come true.
Oh there was a time in this fair land
When the railroad did not run
When the wild majestic mountains
Stood alone against the sun
Long before the white man and
Long before the wheel
When the green dark forest was too silent
To be real
Canadian Railroad Trilogy, Gordon Lightfoot
This song has always been one of my favorites. Written to help celebrate Canada’s centennial celebration, it’s an ambitious song that’s played in three parts and tells of the building of the railroad across that country. A saga in itself, it says much about the men who worked and lived and died to make that dream come true.
Oh there was a time in this fair land
When the railroad did not run
When the wild majestic mountains
Stood alone against the sun
Long before the white man and
Long before the wheel
When the green dark forest was too silent
To be real
Canadian Railroad Trilogy, Gordon Lightfoot
Thursday, March 21, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 46
Another song about sailing, but this one is light and mellow, makes you think of warm winds and gentle waves. It’s what I call a feel-good song.
I’m sailin’ down the summer wind
I’ve got whiskers on my chin
And I like the mood I’m in
As I while away the time of day
In the lee of Christian Island.
Christian Island, Gordon Lightfoot
Another song about sailing, but this one is light and mellow, makes you think of warm winds and gentle waves. It’s what I call a feel-good song.
I’m sailin’ down the summer wind
I’ve got whiskers on my chin
And I like the mood I’m in
As I while away the time of day
In the lee of Christian Island.
Christian Island, Gordon Lightfoot
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 47
Another favorite theme in many of Gordon Lightfoot’s songs: ships and sailors. Ships on the high seas, ships of the Great Lakes, and the weathered sailors who man them. Some of the songs are lighthearted and lilting, others tragic. None is more haunting than this song that tells of the many ships that were lost when they sailed around the treacherous Cape Horn of South America.
All around Old Cape Horn
Ships of the line, ships of the morn
Some who wish they’d never been born
They are the Ghosts of Cape Horn
Ghosts of Cape Horn, Gordon Lightfoot
Another favorite theme in many of Gordon Lightfoot’s songs: ships and sailors. Ships on the high seas, ships of the Great Lakes, and the weathered sailors who man them. Some of the songs are lighthearted and lilting, others tragic. None is more haunting than this song that tells of the many ships that were lost when they sailed around the treacherous Cape Horn of South America.
All around Old Cape Horn
Ships of the line, ships of the morn
Some who wish they’d never been born
They are the Ghosts of Cape Horn
Ghosts of Cape Horn, Gordon Lightfoot
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 48
Being down on your luck, going home, wanting to see your family, missing the people you love—they’re common themes in many of Gordon Lightfoot’s songs. This song expresses all of that.
Oh the prairie lights are burnin’ bright
The Chinook wind is a movin’ in
Tomorrow night I’ll be Alberta bound.
Though I’ve done the best I’ve could,
My old luck ain’t been so good,
And tomorrow night I’ll be Alberta bound.
Alberta Bound, Gordon Lightfoot
Being down on your luck, going home, wanting to see your family, missing the people you love—they’re common themes in many of Gordon Lightfoot’s songs. This song expresses all of that.
Oh the prairie lights are burnin’ bright
The Chinook wind is a movin’ in
Tomorrow night I’ll be Alberta bound.
Though I’ve done the best I’ve could,
My old luck ain’t been so good,
And tomorrow night I’ll be Alberta bound.
Alberta Bound, Gordon Lightfoot
Monday, March 18, 2013
50 Days, 50 Songs to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 49
This song has always been one of my favorites. Maybe because I like ponies. It’s a song about a Peter-Pan-like someone who takes children on magical fantasy adventures while they sleep. The lyrics speak of pirate ships, holds filled with gold, and ponies that “live on candy apples instead of oats and hay.” That we should all have such lovely dreams!
When it’s midnight in the meadow and the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story at the window by my bed
If you listen very closely, be as quiet as you can
In the yard you’ll hear him, it is the pony man.
The Pony Man, Gordon Lightfoot
This song has always been one of my favorites. Maybe because I like ponies. It’s a song about a Peter-Pan-like someone who takes children on magical fantasy adventures while they sleep. The lyrics speak of pirate ships, holds filled with gold, and ponies that “live on candy apples instead of oats and hay.” That we should all have such lovely dreams!
When it’s midnight in the meadow and the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story at the window by my bed
If you listen very closely, be as quiet as you can
In the yard you’ll hear him, it is the pony man.
The Pony Man, Gordon Lightfoot
Sunday, March 17, 2013
50 Songs, 50 Days, to the 50 Years on the Carefree Highway Concert
Day 50
I have been a fan of Gordon Lightfoot and his music for most of my life, probably since I first heard “If You Could Read My Mind.” I first saw him in concert in March 1975, at Western Michigan University. I’d already been listening to his music for several years and was excited. So close! My other half (of now 41 years) was much less enamored of him and didn’t want to go, so a girlfriend and I made the trip. Newly expecting my first child, I was finally feeling less exhausted and was thrilled beyond thrilled to get out and see a concert. On the drive to Kalamazoo, the fickle late winter weather turned even more wintry and snow started swirling. Not to be deterred, we forged on. I wish I could remember more about that concert, other than how excited I was to see the man, whose songs I so loved, live on stage. What songs did he sing? This was pre-“The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald,” because the ship was still 8 months away from sinking. I’m sure it was a lot of those early songs that were in his repertoire, the ones that first lifted the Canadian troubadour out of obscurity and sent him on tour across America.
I saw Gordon Lightfoot in concert several more times over the years, twice within the last three years. I think he likes to play in Michigan. I’ll see him again when he stops in Grand Rapids as part of his “50 Years on the Carefree Highway Tour” on May 6. As a tribute to the man and his music, and to reminisce a bit, I’m going to post a few lines from 50 songs, one song on each of the 50 days leading up to that date. Some well-known, some a little less known but no less loved by his legion of fans. So here’s today’s pick, perhaps one he sang at that concert in March 1975.
“In the early mornin’ rain, with a dollar in my hand
With an achin’ in my heart, and my pockets full of sand
I’m a long way from home, and I miss my loved ones so
In the early mornin’ rain, with no place to go.”
Early Morning Rain by Gordon Lightfoot
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