Speedball Tucker - Jim Croce

Oggi piove Nella valle E Roncocesi ormai è alle spalle Torno a casa Come i cani A sbranare Gli aquiloni Yeah Testa o croce passa il tempo Braghe corte e poi In un lampo I ricordi Pelle d'oca E una lacrima Da mezza lira Dove sarai Casa mia Come sarai Vita mia Oh no no no Che sospesi per aria E ci giri via Come fiori Oh no no no Come piume nell'aria Portati via siamo soli Dove sarai Casa mia Come sarai Vita mia Oh no no no Che sospesi per aria E ci giri via Come fiori Oh no no no Come piume nell'aria Portati via siamo soli Na na Nainanana Na na Nainanana If you make him cry Aria siamo aria Nell'aria Solo aria And don't make him cry Testa o croce Torno piano Che quel cerco ormai È già lontano

Hey tomorrow, where are you goin' Do you have some room for me 'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin' I'll have a new day if she'll have me Hey tomorrow, I can't show you nothin' You've seen it all pass by your door So many times I said I been changin' Then slipped into patterns of what happened before 'Cause I've been wasted and I've over-tasted All the things that life gave to me And I've been trusted, abused and busted And I've been taken by those close to me Hey tomorrow you've gotta believe that I'm through wastin' what's left of me 'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin' I'll have a new day if she'll have me 'Cause I've been wasted and I've over-tasted All the things that life gave to me And I've been trusted, abused and busted And I've been taken by those close to me Hey tomorrow, where are you goin' Do you have some room for me 'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin' I'll have a new day if she'll have me I'll have a new day if she'll have me

That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang He don't love you, like I love you If he did he wouldn't break your heart He don't love you, like I love you He's trying to tear us apart Gonna find her, I'm gonna find her, I'm gonna find her Oh, if I have to climb a mountain, you know I will And if I have to swim a river, you know I will And I might find her hidin' up on Blueberry Hill How am I gonna find her, child, you know I will 'Cause I'm goin' searchin' I'm goin' searchin' Searchin' everywhere Just like some Northwest Mountie That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang

When I was a boy in the days of the train I'd sit by the tracks on a long summer day And I'd wave at the brakesman, and he'd wave back at me While the thunderclouds rolled out of East Tennessee But the dreams of a boy disappear when you're grown And though I may dream, the railroads are gone The ties they are rotten and the tracks shot to hell Along with my dreams and the old railroad bell In my dreams I ride the rails to California Workin' diners and farms along the way Or I'd hop a ride to hide across the border With a black eyed girl beside me all the way Now the mountains are silent and the railroads are gone And the coal towns no longer hear the miners at dawn But the train whistle shrills out her memories to me While the thunderclouds roll out of East Tennessee In my dreams I ride the rails to California Workin' diners and farms along the way Or I'd hop a ride to hide across the border With a black eyed girl beside me all the way Now the mountains are silent and the railroads are gone And the coal towns no longer hear the miners at dawn But the train whistle shrills out her memories to me While the thunderclouds roll out of East Tennessee

She stood by the window And let down her hair Asked if I knew that I shouldn't be there Her lips said goodbye But her body said stay I knew I should go But I stayed anyway And they called her child of midnight And they say she'd love whomever she'd find But when morning came I loved her And she stayed there in my mind She stood by the window And let down her hair Asked if I thought that it was right That she'd give her body and I'd give my mind Looked for an answer all the night And they called her child of midnight And they say she'd love whomever she'd find But when morning came I loved her And she stayed there in my mind She stood by the window And tied up her hair Acted as if I had never been there Her lips said goodbye And her body said stay Knew I should go but I stayed anyway And they called her child of midnight And they say she'd love whomever she'd find But when morning came I loved her And she stayed there in my mind

The railroads, and the riverboats, that bred the mighty man That we read about, and we dream about The men who built this land And the farmers and the lumbermen and the men who worked the mills And the poor hard working miners Who died inside the hills While the rivers that flow Are the blood of our land And the trucks they keep rumbling On the great concrete band And the railroads keep pushing To be all they once were And nature is calling No one's listening to her And the immigrants, by the boat load, in a dozen different tones Sang of freedom, in the new land Climbed the ladder rung by rung Some to Boston, some to Pittsburg, Philidelphia and St. Paul And the old ways, led to new days They were welcome one and all. While the rivers that flow Are the blood of our land And the trucks they keep rumbling On the great concrete band And the railroads keep pushing To be all they once were And nature is calling No one's listening to her With the railroads, and the riverboats, and the bread lines far behind And the days we sang together Long gone but still in mind And the men who, came before us, men who brought us to today And the story, still unravels, from the dreams of yesterday While the rivers that flow Are the blood of our land And the trucks they keep rumbling On the great concrete band And the railroads keep pushing To be all they once were And nature is calling No one's listening to her And nature is calling, No one's listening to her