Vynikající americký písničkář (zpěvák, kytarista, skladatel, hráč na foukací harm. a klávesové nástroje), narozený v r. 1945 v kanadském Torontu. Čerpá jak z rockových tak folkových kořenů.
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Píseň: High Flyin' Bird
- Interpret:
- Neil Young
- Album:
- Americana (Neil Young & Crazy Horse)
There's a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky And I wonder if she looks down, as she goes on by? Well, she's flying so freely in the sky Lord, look at me here I'm rooted like a tree here Got those sit-down can't cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues Now the sun it comes up and lights up the day And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way To the east and to the west he meets God every day Lord, look at me here I'm rooted like a tree here Got those sit-down, can't cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues Now I had a woman Lord, she lived down by the mine She ain't never seen the sun Oh Lord, never stopped crying Then one day my woman up and died Lord, she up and died now Oh Lord, she up and died now She wanted to die and the only way to fly is die, die, die Well there's a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by? Well, she's flying so freely in the sky, hey Lord, look at me here I'm rooted like a tree here Got those sit-down, can't cry Oh, Lord, gonna die blues Got those sit-down, can't cry Oh, Lord, gonna die blues, hey hey
