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Jethro Tull lyrics

Album: Living in the Past [1972]

Tracks23
 01  Song for Jeffrey
 02  Love Story
 03 A Christmas Song
 04  Living in the Past
 05  Driving Song
 06 Bourée
 07  Sweet Dream
 08  Singing All Day
 09  Teacher
 10  Witch's Promise
 11  Inside
 12  Alive and Well and Living In
 13  Just Trying to Be
 14 By Kind Permission Of (live)
 15 Dharma for One (live)
 16  Wond'ring Again
 17  Hymn 43
 18  Locomotive Breath
 19  Life Is a Long Song
 20  Up the 'Pool
 21  Dr. Bogenbroom
 22  For Later
 23  Nursie
all Jethro Tull lyrics



Song for Jeffrey
Gonna lose my way tomorrow,
gonna give away my car.
I'd take you along with me,
but you would not go so far.
Don't see what I do not want to see,
you don't hear what I don't say.
Won't be what I don't want to be,
I continue in my way.

Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',
Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',
Don't see, see, see where I'm goin' to,
I don't want to.

Everyday I see the mornin' come on in the same old way.
I tell myself tomorrow brings me things I would not dream today.back to top
Love Story
Going back in the morning time
To see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.
I know what I will find
That she is wasting time,
She could be picking roses.

Going back in the morning time
To see if my love has seen the light, yeah.
Oh, I told her last night
She should improve her sight,
She could be painting the roof.

Going back in the morning time
To see if my love has come around, yeah.
She offered me no sound,
Her head is in the ground,
She could be calling for winter.back to top
Living in the Past
Happy and I'm smiling,
Walk a mile to drink your water.
You know I'd love to love you,
And above you there's no other.
We'll go walking out
While others shout of war's disaster.
Oh, we won't give in,
Let's go living in the past.

Once I used to join in
Every boy and girl was my friend.
Now there's revolution, but they don't know
What they're fighting.
Let us close out eyes;
Outside their lives go on much faster.
Oh, we won't give in,
We'll keep living in the past.back to top
Driving Song
Will they ever stop drivin' me?
Have they ever taken time to see
That I need some rest
If I'm to do my best?

Can I please stop workin' so hard?
They just tell me gotta close it hard.
Got to think of my health.
Can I be by myself?

Oh, they tell me I'll be home someday.
Well I doubt it if I continue this way,
`cause this hard life I've led
Is makin' me dead.back to top
Sweet Dream
You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream,
Can't hear your daddy's warning cry.
You're going back to be all the things you want to be,
While in sweet dreams you softly sigh.

You hear my voice is calling
To be mine again,
Live the rest of your life in a day.
Get out and get what you can
While your mummy's at home a-sleeping.
No time to understand
`cause they lost what they thought they were keeping.

No one can see us in your sweet dream.
Don't hear you leave to start the car.
All wrapped up tightly in the coat you borrowed from me,
Your place of resting is not far.

You'll hear my voice is calling
To be mine again,
Live the rest of your life in a day.
Get out and get what you can
While your mummy's at home a-sleeping.
No time to understand,
`cause they lost what they thought they were keeping.back to top
Singing All Day
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing,
Oo, my, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.

Went down to the station to look for her there,
Looked through the crowds for a glimpse of her hair,
Nothing to see but the crowds keep a-staring at me,
My, my,
Oo, my, my, my.

Down in the street, try'n' to remember,
Shuffling my feet outside a menswear,
Is that her in the fur coat?
No it's not december yet,
My, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.

Back to the house, maybe she'll phone me,
Singing my song, feeling so lonely.
I'll sing very softly, so if the phone rings
I can hear it, I can hear it.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing,
Oo, my, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.back to top
Teacher
Well the dawn was coming,
Heard him ringing on my bell.
He said, ``my name's the teacher,
That is what I call myself.
And I have a lesson
That I must impart to you.
It's an old expression
But I must insist it's true.
Jump up, look around,
Find yourself some fun,
No sense in sitting there hating everyone.
No man's an island and his castle isn't home,
The nest is for nothing when the bird has flown.''

So I took a journey,
Threw my world into the sea.
With me went the teacher
Who found fun instead of me.

Hey man, what's the plan, what was that you said?
Sun-tanned, drink in hand, lying there in bed.
I try to socialize but I can't seem to find
What I was looking for, got something on my mind.

Then the teacher told me
It had been a lot of fun.
Thanked me for his ticket
And all that I had done.

Hey man, what's the plan, what was that you said?
Sun-tanned, drink in hand, lying there in bed.
I try to socialize but I can't seem to find
What I was looking for, got something on my mind.back to top
Witch's Promise
Lend me your ear while I call you a fool.
You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,
And later insisted your feelings were true.
The witch's promise was coming,
Believing he listened while laughing you flew.

Leaves falling red, yellow, brown, all are the same,
And the love you have found lay outside in the rain.
Washed clean by the water but nursing it's pain.
The witch's promise was coming, and you're looking
Elsewhere for your own selfish gain.

Keep looking, keep looking for somewhere to be,
Well, you're wasting your time, they're not stupid like he is.
Meanwhile leaves are still falling, you're too blind to see.

You won't find it easy now, it's only fair.
He was willing to give to you, you didn't care.
You're waiting for more but you've already had your share.
The witch's promise is turning, so don't you wait up
For him, he's going to be late.back to top
Inside
All the places I've been make it hard to begin
To enjoy life again on the inside,
But I mean to.
Take a walk around the block
And be glad that I've got me some time
To be in from the outside,
And inside with you.
I'm sitting on the corner feeling glad.
Got no money coming in but I can't be sad.
That was the best cup of coffee I ever had.
And I won't worry about a thing
Because we've got it made,
Here on the inside, outside so far away.

And we'll laugh and we'll sing
Get someone to bring our friends here
For tea in the evening --
Old jeffrey makes three.
Take a walk in the park,
Does the wind in the dark
Sound like music to you?
Well I'm thinking it does to me.

Can you cook, can you sew --
Well, I don't want to know.
That is not what you need on the inside,
To make the time go.

Counting lambs, counting sheep
We will fall into sleep
And we awake to a new day of living
And loving you so.back to top
Alive and Well and Living In
Nobody sees her here, her eyes are slowly closing.
If she should want some peace, she sits there, without moving,
And puts a pillow over the phone.
And if she feels like dancing no one will know it.
Giving herself a chance there's no need to show her how it should be.

She can't remember now when she was all in pieces.
She's quite content to sit there listening to what he says.
How he didn't like to be alone.
And if he feels like crying she's there to hear him.
No reason to complain and nothing to fear, they always will be...back to top
Just Trying to Be
There was a time when you were so young and walked in their way.
They made you feel they loved you all-seeing they say.
You're going wrong if their game you don't play
And that the song I sing will leave you astray.

Unfeeling, feel lonely rejection,
Unknowing, know you're going wrong.
And they can't see that we're just trying to be,
And not what we seem,
And even now believe that it's not real and only a dream.back to top
Wond'ring Again
There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea,
And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be,
When the eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree.

Incestuous ancestry's charabanc ride,
Spawning new millions throws the world on it's side.
Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse,
And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus.

The excrement bubbles,
The century's slime decays
And the brainwashing government lackeys
Would have us say
It's under control and we'll soon be on our way
To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games
Of the hot hungry millions you'll be sure to remain.

The natural resources are dwindling and no one grows old,
And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes.

We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow.
Searched for the last pigeon, slate grey I've been told.
Stumbled on a daffodil which she crushed in the rush, heard it sigh,
And left it to die.
At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own,
Held it's poor broken head in her hands,
Dropped soft tears in the snow,
And it's only the taking that makes you what you are.

Wond'ring aloud will a son one day be born
To share in our infancy
In the child's path we've worn.
In the aging seclusion of this earth that our birth did surprise
We'll open his eyes.back to top
Hymn 43
Oh father high in heaven -- smile down upon your son
Whose busy with his money games -- his women and his gun.
Oh jesus save me!
And the unsung western hero killed an indian or three
And made his name in hollywood
To set the white man free.
Oh jesus save me!
If jesus saves -- well, he'd better save himself
From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death.
Oh jesus save me!
I saw him in the city and on the mountains of the moon --
His cross was rather bloody --
He could hardly roll his stone.
Oh jesus save me!back to top
Locomotive Breath
In the shuffling madess
Of the locomotive breath,
Runs the all-time loser,
Headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping --
Steam breaking on his brow --
Old charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
At the stations -- one by one.
His woman and his best friend --
In bed and having fun.
He's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees --
Old charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling --
Catches angels as they fall.
And the all-time winner
Has got him by the balls.
He picks up gideons Bible --
Open at page one --
Old charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.back to top
Life Is a Long Song
When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day,
And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say,
Well, don't you fret, don't you fear,
I will give you good cheer.

Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.

If you wait then your plate I will fill.

As the verses unfold and your soul suffers the long day,
And the twelve o'clock gloom spins the room,
You struggle on your way.
Well, don't you sigh, don't you cry,
Lick the dust from your eye.

Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.

We will meet in the sweet light of dawn.

As the baker street train spills your pain all over your new dress,
And the symphony sounds underground put you under duress,
Well don't you squeal as the heel grinds you under the wheel.

Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.

But the tune ends too soon for us all.back to top
Up the 'Pool
I'm going up the `pool from down the smoke below
To taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our aunty flo.
The candyfloss salesman watches ladies in the sand
Down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting
Mister universe.

The iron tower smiles down upon the silver sea
And along the golden mile they'll be swigging mugs of tea.
The politicians there who've come to take the air
While posing for the daily press
Will look around and blame the mess
On edward bear.

There'll be bucket, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days,
Seaweed and sand castles, icy waves.
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,
Sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze.

We're going up the `pool from down the smoke below
To taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our aunty flo.
The candy floss salesman watches ladies in the sand
Down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting
Mister universe.

There'll be buckets, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days,
Seaweed and sand castles, icy waves,
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,
Sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze.

Oh blackpool,
Oh blackpool.back to top
Dr. Bogenbroom
I have one foot in the graveyard and the other on the bus,
and the passengers do trample each other in the rush.
And the chicken hearted lawman is throwing up his fill
to see the kindly doctor to pass the super pill.
Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.
Well, I'm on my way, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.

Well I've tried my best to love you all,
all you hypocrites and whores,
with your eyes on each other and the locks upon your doors.
Well you drowned me in the fountain of life and I hated you
for living while I was dying, we were all just passing through.
Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.
Well, I'm on my way, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.back to top
For Later
[instrumental]back to top
Nursie
Tip-toes in silence `round my bed
And quiets the raindrops overhead.
With her everlasting smile
She still my fever for a while.
Oh, nursie dear,
I'm glad you're here
To brush away my pain.back to top
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