Songs That Tell Stories

I wonder if Whitman would be surprised if he could learn how well respected he is these days.

Songs you love but only listen to when alone category.
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These songs I love but, after you listen, you will possibly see why -

Ah, edgar, I loved all three songs.

Another, dear friend.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKRh00_YBkY

and some info.

"Barbara Allen" (Child 84, Roud 54) is a traditional ballad originating in England and Scotland, which immigrants introduced to the United States, where it became a popular folk song.Roud and Bishop described it as, "...far and away the most widely collected song in the English language — equally popular in England, Scotland and Ireland, and with hundreds of versions collected over the years in North America

Emmylou sings that one pretty well, letty. Good song.

The Eagles - Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
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He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! "

That's a great story Antonia.
Are there any Bulgarian songs you might translate for us?

another poet that inspired music.



Alexander Pope

two versions by Elvis.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=utzTzJE9R38

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qUWjLlsCg9A

Fools Rush in has long been one of my favorite Elvis songs.

Thanks, edgar. This is one of my favorite threads.

Another poem that tells a story.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dKJ75F3tj8

Rap Paul Revere. Whooda thunk it.

A gritty protest song from James McMurtry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lOWrqR_QFfg

Wonderful, just amazing to finally hear a modern protest song.
Thanks for leading me to it.

My God! It's seven years old and still current.

That's a powerful song. I have been overlooking McMurtry for too long.

I never paid much attention to McMurtry either and I have changed that.

We need protest songs more than ever.

arewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.

Farewell to the mountains high covered with snow;
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods;
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.

A good tribute to the Highlands.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GbcjW9SQabc

Oops, well since I can't delete it, I put it here

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=czdCzf-E18g

The music is perfect in that video, letty.