Simon & Garfunkel - Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M. Album Lyrics

Well, you can tell the world about this
You can tell the nation about that
Tell 'em what the master has done
Tell 'em that the gospel has come
Tell 'em that the victory's been won
He brought joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
Into my heart

Well, my Lord spoke, he spoke so well
Yes, he did, yes, he did
Talked about the flames that burn in hell
Yes, he did, yes, he did
Now my Lord spoke, he spoke so well
Yes, he did, yes, he did
Talked about the children of Israel
Yes, he did, yes, he did
He brought joy, joy, joy into my heart

Well, you can tell the world about this
You can tell the nation about that
Tell 'em what the master has done
Tell 'em that the gospel has come
Tell 'em that the victory's been won
He brought joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
Into my heart

Well, my Lord spoke, he spoke to me
Yes, he did, yes, he did
Talkin' about a man from Galilee
Yes, he did, yes, he did
My Lord spoke, he spoke to me
Yes, he did, yes, he did
Talkin' about a man from Galilee
Yes, he did, yes, he did
He brought joy, joy, joy into my heart

Well, you can tell the world about this
You can tell the nation about that
Tell 'em what the master has done
Tell 'em that the gospel has come
Tell 'em that the victory's been won
He brought joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
Into my heart

Well, I don't know but I've been told
Yes, he did, yes, he did
Streets of heaven are paved with gold
Yes, he did, yes, he did
Now the Jordan River is chilly and wide
Yes, he did, yes, he did
I got a home on the other side
Yes, he did, yes, he did
He brought joy, joy, joy into my heart

Well, you can tell the world about this
You can tell the nation about that
Tell 'em what the master has done
Tell 'em that the gospel has come
Tell 'em that the victory's been won
He brought joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
Into my heart

Who will love a little sparrow?
Who's traveled far and cries for rest?
"Not I," said the oak tree
"I won't share my branches
With no sparrow's nest
And my blanket of leaves
Won't warm her cold breast"

Who will love a little sparrow
And who will speak a kindly word?
"Not I," said the swan
"The entire idea is utterly absurd
I'd be laughed at and scorned
If the other swans heard"

And who will take pity in his heart
And who will feed a starving sparrow?
"Not I," said the golden wheat
"I would if I could but I cannot, I know
I need all my grain to prosper and grow"

Who will love a little sparrow?
Will no one write her eulogy?
"I will," said the Earth
"For all I've created returns unto me
From dust were ye made and dust ye shall be"

The Sounds Of Silence

Performer：Simon & Garfunkel
Composer ：Paul Simon
Lyricist ：Paul Simon

Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while i was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sound of silence

In restless dreams i walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light i saw
Ten thousand people may be more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared disturb the sound of silence

Fools said i "you do not know
Silence is like a cancer grows
Hear my words that i might teach you
Take my arms that i might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said
"the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence"

As we marched down to Faneri-o
As we marched down to Faneri-o
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And they called her name, pretty Peggy-o

Come a runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o
Come a runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o
Come a runnin' down the stairs, combin' back your yellow hair
You're the prettiest little girl I've ever seen-o

In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o
In a carriage you will ride, with your true love by your side
As far as any maiden in the are-o

What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o?
What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o?
What will your mother say, when she finds you've gone away
To places far and strange to Faneri-o?

If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o
If ever I return, all your cities I will burn
Destroying all the ladies in the are-o
Destroying all the ladies in the are-o

Hallelujah!
Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain
Jesus Christ is born

Down the lonely manger
The humble Christ was born
And God sent salvation
That blessed Christmas morn

Hallelujah!
Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain
Jesus Christ is born

While shepherds kept their watch
O'er silent flocks by night
Behold throughout the heavens
There shown a holy light

Hallelujah!
Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain
Jesus Christ is born

Down the lonely manger
The humble Christ was born
And God sent salvation
That blessed Christmas morn

Hallelujah!
Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain
Jesus Christ is born
Jesus Christ is born

Come on, gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'

Come writers and critics
Who prophesies with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'

Come senators, Congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorways
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he that has stalled
There's a battle outside ragin'
Will soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'

Come mothers and fathers
All over the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly aging
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
And the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
The first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'
For the times they are a-changing

I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night

And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight

She is soft, she is warm
But my heart remains heavy
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall

For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall

Oh, what have I done?
Why have I done it?
I've committed a crime
I've broken the law

For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store

My life seems unreal
My crime an illusion
A scene badly written
In which I must play

Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away