American Singers and Song-writers

American Singers and Song-writers

Woody Guthrie – Bob Dylan- Joni Mitchell – Tom Waits –


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Woody Guthrie

Woody Guthrie, Talking Fish Blues

Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan, Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door

Paul Simon

Patti Smith

Joni Mitchell

Joni Mitchell, A case of you


Just before our love got lost you said
I am as constant as a northern star
And I said, constant in the darkness
Wheres that at?
If you want me Ill be in the bar

On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue tv screen light
I drew a map of canada
Oh canada
And your face sketched on it twice

Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
Oh and you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
Oh Id still be on my feet

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
Im frightened by the devil
And Im drawn to those ones that aint afraid
I remember that time that you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Surely you touched mine
Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time

Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
And you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
Still Id be on my feet
And still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said
Color go to him, stay with him if you can
Oh but be prepared to bleed
Oh but you are in my blood youre my holy wine
Oh and you taste so bitter, bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still Id be on my feet
Id still be on my feet

Tom Waits

Tom Waits, Lie to me


(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby – move on

I know you got another
Jockey at home
Let me be your rider till your real man comes
Whip me baby lie like a dog
I really don’t care if you do

(You got to) Lie to me baby
Uh huh (You got to) lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby – move on

I know you got yoursef a skinny ol’ man
Let me be yourr baby, I know that I can
Slap me baby
Give me all of your grief
I have no use for the truth

(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby – move on

I know you got another
Jockey at home
Let me be your rider till your real man comes
Whip me baby lie like a dog
Never stop telling me lies

(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby
(You got to) Lie to me baby – move on

Tom Waits, I’ll shoot the moon

I’ll shoot the moon
Right out of the sky
For you baby
I’ll be the pennies
On your eyes
For you baby

I want to take you
Out to the fair
Here’s a red rose
Ribbon for your hair

I’ll shoot the moon
Right out of the sky
For you baby
I’ll shoot the moon
For you

A vulture circles
Over your head
For you baby
I’ll be the flowers
After you’re dead
For you baby

I want to build
A nest in your hair
I want to kiss you
And never be there

I’ll shoot the moon
Right out of the sky
For you baby
I’ll shoot the moon
For you

Tom Waits, Romeo Is Bleeding


romeo is bleeding but not so as you’d notice
he’s over on 18hh street as usual
lookin’ so hard against the hood of his car
and puttin’ out a cigarette in his hand
and for all the pachucos at the pumps
at romeros paint and body
they all seein’ how far they can spit
well it was just another night
but how they’re huddled in the brake lights of a 58 belair
and listenin’ to how romeo killed a sherrif his knife

and they all jump when they hear the sirens
but romeo just laughs and says
all the racket in the world ain’t never gonna
save that coppers ass
he’ll never see another summertime for gunnin’ down my brother
and leavin’ him like a dog beneath a car without his knife

and romeo says hey man gimme a cigarette
and they all reach for their pack
and frankie lights it for him and pats him on the back
and throws bottle at a milk truck
and as it breaks he grabs his nuts
and they all know they could be just like romeo
if they only had the guts

but romeo is bleeding but nobody can tell
and he sings along with the radio
with a bullet in his chest
and he combs back his fenders
and they all agree its clear
that every thing is cool now that romeos here
but romeo is bleeding
and he winces now and then and he leans against
the car doors and feels the blood in his shoes
and someones crying in the phone booth
at the 5 points by thestore
romeo starts his engine
and wipes the blood off the door
and he brodys through the signal
with the radio full blast
leavin’ the boys there hikin’ up there chinos
and they all try to stand like romeo
beneath the moon cut like a sickle
and they’re talkin’ now in spanish about there hero

but romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket
and he climbs to the balcony at the movies
and he’ll die without a wimper
like every heros dream
just an angel with a bullet
and cagney on the screen

Tom Waits, Heart Attack and Vine

liar liar with your pants on fire, white spades hangin’ on the telephone
wire, gamblers reevaluate along the dotted line, you’ll never recognize
yourself on heartattack and vine.

doctor lawyer beggar man thief, philly joe remarkable looks on in disbelief,
if you want a taste of madness, you’ll have to wait in line, you’ll probably
see someone you know on heartattack and vine.

boney’s high on china white, shorty found a punk, don’t you know there ain’t
no devil, there’s just god when he’s drunk, well this stuff will probably kill
you, let’s do another line, what you say you meet me down on heartattack and
vine.

see that little jersey girl in the see-through top, with the peddle pushers
sucking on a soda pop, well i bet she’s still a virgin but it’s only twenty-
five ‘til nine, you can see a million of ‘em on heartattack and vine.

better off in iowa against your scrambled eggs, than crawling down cahuenga
on a broken pair of legs, you’ll find your ignorance is blissful every goddamn
time, your’re waitin’ for the rtd on heartattack and vine.

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IN POESIA– Filosofia delle poetiche e dei linguaggi

IN POETRY- Philosophy of Poetics and Languages

EN POéSIE– Philosophie des Poétiques  et des Languages

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