Americký písničkář pocházející z Nového Mexika (nar. 1943), vl. jm. Henry John Deutschendorf. Hudebně čerpá především z folku a country. Výrazný autor balad. Po odchodu do L.A. se v roce 1965 přidává ke skupině The Chad Mitchell Trio. Po...

Píseň: Ripplin´ Waters

Interpret:
John Denver
Album:
I Want To Live
I've got rippling waters to wake me 
 To the morning my woman in love 
 Tall pine trees are pointing us easily to heaven above 
 Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening 
 Takes the chill away fine 
 Cut the telephone line, the story's the same 
 There's a worn red chair by the window 
 That we found at a sale down the way 
 When some old women said that they needed more room for the winter 
 People like pulling out the stuffing when they sit down 
 So it passes the time 
 Cut the telephone line, the story's the same 
 Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day 
 Start to flutter when I hear you say 
 That you feel too good to go away 
 And you make me feel fine 
 And you made the world a warmer place 
 By the sparkle of you diamond face 
 On a frayed spot put a little lace 
 And you make me feel fine 
 Warm as the mountain sunshine 
 On the edge of a snowline 
 In a meadow of columbine 
 Oh, little Jennifer, I'd give a penny for 
 What you've got on your mind 
 Seems like most of the time you're lying there dreaming 
 Maybe in your vision you see how our mission is 
 Slightly less than divine 
 Cut the telephone line, the story's the same 
 Now rippling waters flow through pipes 
 And the walls and they're keeping me warm 
 And the closest I've been to my family for days is my music 
 But to silently stare in the morning sky is like hearing her calling my name 
 Cut the telephone line, the story might change 
 Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day start to flutter when I hear you say 
 That you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine 
 Warm as the mountain sunshine, on the edge of a snowline 
 In a meadow of columbine