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TEA FOR THE TILLERMAN

November 1970

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1. Where do the Children Play? 3:48
2. Hard - Headed Woman 3:48
3. Wild World 3:15
4. Sad Lisa 3:39
5. Miles From Nowhere 3:30
6. But I Might Die Tonight (from the film " Deep End") 1:51
7. Longer Boats 3:07
8. Into White 3.23
9. On the Road to Findout 5:07
10. Father and Son (from the film "Revolussia") 3:36
11. Tea for the Tillerman 1:00
 
 

Where Do The Children Play?

Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes.
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train.
Switch on summer from a slot machine.
yes, Get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything.
 
I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?
 
Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass.
For your lorry loads pumping petrol gas.
And you make them long, and you make them tough.
But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can't get off.
 
Oh, I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?
 
Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air.
But, will you keep on building higher
'til there's no more room up there?
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?
 
I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?
 
Hard Headed Woman
 
I'm looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will take me for myself,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I will need nobody else, no, no,no.
 
I'm looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman
I know the rest of my life will be blessed -- yes, yes, yes.
 
I know a lot of fancy dancers,
people who can glide you on a floor,
They move so smooth but have no answers.
When you ask them "What d'you come here for?"
"I don't know" "Why?"
 
I know many fine feathered friends
but their friendliness depends on how you do.
They know many sure fired ways
to find out the one who pays
and how you do.
 
I'm looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me feel so good,
And if I find my hard headed woman,
I know my life will be as it should -- yes, yes, yes.
 
I'm looking for a hard headed woman,
One who will make me do my best,
And if I find my hard headed woman...
 
Wild World
 
Now that I've lost everything to you
You say you wanna start something new
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'
Baby, I'm grievin'
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there
 
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
I'll always remember you like a child, girl
 
You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do
And it's breakin' my heart in two
Because I never wanna see you a sad girl
Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
 
Chorus
 
Baby, I love you
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
 
Chorus
 
Sad Lisa
 
She hangs her head and cries in my shirt.
She must be hurt very badly.
Tell me what's making you sadly?
Open your door, don't hide in the dark.
You're lost in the dark, you can trust me.
'Cause you know that's how it must be.
 
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa.
 
Her eyes like windows, tricklin' rain
Upon her pain getting deeper.
Though my love wants to relieve her.
She walks alone from wall to wall.
Lost in a hall, she can't hear me.
Though I know she likes to be near me.
 
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa.
 
She sits in a corner by the door.
There must be more I can tell her.
If she really wants me to help her.
I'll do what I can to show her the way.
And maybe one day I will free her.
Though I know no one can see her.
 
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa.
 
Miles From Nowhere
 
Miles from nowhere
I guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there
 
Look up at the mountain
I have to climb
Oh yeah, to reach there.
 
Lord my body has been a good friend
But I won't need it when I reach the end
 
Miles from nowhere
Guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there
 
I creep through the valleys
And I grope through the woods
'cause I know when I find it my honey
It's gonna make me feel good
 
I love everything
So don't it make you feel sad
'cause I'll drink to you, my baby
I'll think to that, I'll think to that.
 
Miles from nowhere
Not a soul in sight
Oh yeah, but it's alright
 
I have my freedom
I can make my own rules
Oh yeah, the ones that I choose
 
Lord my body has been a good friend
But I won't need it when I reach the end
 
Miles from nowhere
Guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there.
 
But I Might Die Tonight
 
I don't want to work away
Doing just what they all say
"Work hard boy and you'll find
One day you'll have a job like mine"
 
'Cause I know for sure
Nobody should be that poor
To say yes or sink low
Because you happen to say so, say so, you say so
 
I don't want to work away
Doing just what they all say
"Work hard boy and you'll find
One day you'll have a job like mine, job like mine, a job like mine"
 
"Be wise, look ahead
Use your eyes" he said
"Be straight, think right
But I might die tonight!"
 
Longer Boats
 
Longer boats are coming to win us
They're coming to win us, they're coming to win us
Longer boats are coming to win us
Hold on to the shore, they'll be taking the key from the door.
 
I don't want no god on my lawn
Just a flower I can help along
'Cause the soul of no body knows
how a flower grows... Oh how a flower grows.
 
Chorus
 
Mary dropped her pants by the sand
And let a parson come and take her hand
But the soul of no body knows
Where the parson goes, where does the parson go?
 
Chorus
 
 
Into White
 
I built my house from barley rice
Green pepper walls and water ice
Tables of paper wood, windows of light
And everything emptying into White.
 
A simple garden, with acres of sky
A Brown-haired dogmouse
If one dropped by
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night
With everything emptying into White.
 
A sad Blue eyed drummer rehearses outside
A Black spider dancing on top of his eye
Red legged chicken stands ready to strike
And everything emptying into White.
 
I built my house from barley rice
Green pepper walls and water ice...
And everything emptying into White
 
On The Road To Find Out
 
Well I left my happy home to see what I could find out
I left my folk and friends with the aim to clear my mind out
Well I hit the rowdy road and many kinds I met there
Many stories told me of the way to get there
 
So on and on I go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to find out
 
Well in the end I'll know, but on the way I wonder
Through descending snow, and through the frost and thunder
 
I listen to the wind come howl, telling me I have to hurry
I listen to the robin's song saying not to worry
 
So on and on I go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to findout
 
Then I found myself alone, hopin' someone would miss me
Thinking about my home, and the last woman to kiss me, kiss me
 
But sometimes you have to moan when nothing seems to suit yer
But nevertheless you know you're locked towards the future
 
So on and on you go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to findout
 
Then I found my head one day when I wasn't even trying
And here I have to say, 'cause there is no use in lying, lying
 
Yes the answer lies within, so why not take a look now?
Kick out the devil's sin, pick up, pick up a good book now
 
Father And Son
 
Father
It's not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.
 
I was once like you are now, and I know that it's not easy,
To be calm when you've found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Why, think of everything you've got.
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.
 
Son
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.
It's always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
 
Father
It's not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
if you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.
     (Son-- Away Away Away, I know I have to
     Make this decision alone - no)
Son
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it.
If they were right, I'd agree, but it's them you know not me.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
     (Father-- Stay Stay Stay, Why must you go and
     make this decision alone?)
 
Tea For The Tillerman
 
Bring tea for the Tillerman
Steak for the sun
Wine for the women who made the rain come
Seagulls sing your hearts away
'Cause while the sinners sin, the children play
 
Oh Lord how they play and play
For that happy day, for that happy day

 
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