Álbum Graceland de Paul Simon - Canciones

Graceland

1986 |

Estilo(s) | Folk Rock,Pop Rock,African,Afrobeat,Zydeco,Funk,Rhythm & Blues

Sello | Warner Bros. Records

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Listado de canciones del álbum Graceland

The Boy In The BubbleVer letra 3:59

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It was a slow day

And the sun was beating

On the soldiers by the side of the road

There was a bright light

A shattering of shop windows

The bomb in the baby carriage

Was wired to the radio

These are the days of miracle and wonder

This is the long distance call

The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

The way we look to us all

The way we look to a distant constellation

That's dying in a corner of the sky

These are the days of miracle and wonder

And don't cry baby, don't cry

Don't cry

It was a dry wind

And it swept across the desert

And it curled into the circle of birth

And the dead sand

Falling on the children

The mothers and the fathers

And the automatic earth

These are the days of miracle and wonder

This is the long distance call

The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

The way we look to us all

The way we look to a distant constellation

That's dying in a corner of the sky

These are the days of miracle and wonder

And don't cry baby, don't cry

Don't cry

It's a turn-around jump shot

It's everybody jump start

It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts

Medicine is magical and magical is art

The Boy in the Bubble

And the baby with the baboon heart

And I believe

These are the days of lasers in the jungle

Lasers in the jungle somewhere

Staccato signals of constant information

A loose affiliation of millionaires

And billionaires and baby

These are the days of miracle and wonder

This is the long distance call

The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

The way we look to us all

The way we look to a distant constellation

That's dying in a corner of the sky

These are the days of miracle and wonder

And don't cry baby, don't cry

Don't cry
Músicos invitados: Vusi Khumalo (Drums), Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Adrian Belew (Guitar Synthesizer), Forere Motloheloa (Accordion), Makhaya Mahlangu (Percussion), Rob Mounsey (Synthesizer)
GracelandVer letra 4:48

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The Mississippi Delta was shining

Like a National guitar

I am following the river

Down the highway

Through the cradle of the civil war

I'm going to Graceland

Graceland

In Memphis Tennessee

I'm going to Graceland

Poorboys and Pilgrims with families

And we are going to Graceland

My traveling companion is nine years old

He is the child of my first marriage

But I've reason to believe

We both will be received

In Graceland

She comes back to tell me she's gone

As if I didn't know that

As if I didn't know my own bed

As if I'd never noticed

The way she brushed her hair from her forehead

And she said losing love

Is like a window in your heart

Everybody sees you're blown apart

Everybody sees the wind blow

I'm going to Graceland

Memphis Tennessee

I'm going to Graceland

Poorboys and Pilgrims with families

And we are going to Graceland

And my traveling companions

Are ghosts and empty sockets

I'm looking at ghosts and empties

But I've reason to believe

We all will be received

In Graceland

There is a girl in New York City

Who calls herself the human trampoline

And sometimes when I'm falling, flying

Or tumbling in turmoil I say

Oh, so this is what she means

She means we're bouncing into Graceland

And I see losing love

Is like a window in your heart

Everybody sees you're blown apart

Everybody feels the wind blow

In Graceland, in Graceland

I'm going to Graceland

For reasons I cannot explain

There's some part of me wants to see

Graceland

And I may be obliged to defend

Every love, every ending

Or maybe there's no obligations now

Maybe I've a reason to believe

We all will be received

In Graceland
Músicos invitados: Bakithi Kumalo (Bass), Vusi Khumalo (Drums), Steven Strassman (Engineer [Assistant At Amigo Studios]), Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Demola Adepoju (Pedal Steel Guitar), Makhaya Mahlangu (Percussion), Everly Brothers (Vocals), Paul Simon (Vocals), Paul Simon (Backing Vocals)
I Know What I KnowVer letra 3:13

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She looked me over

And I guess she thought

I was all right

All right in a sort of a limited way

For an off-night

She said don't I know you

From the cinematographer's party

I said who am I

To blow against the wind

I know what I know

I'll sing what I said

We come and we go

That's a thing that I keep

In the back of my head

She said there's something about you

That really reminds me of money

She is the kind of a girl

Who could say things that

Weren't that funny

I said what does that mean

I really remind you of money

She said who am I

To blow against the wind

I know what I know

I'll sing what I said

We come and we go

That's a thing that I keep

In the back of my head

She moved so easily

All I could think of was sunlight

I said aren't you the women

Who was recently given a Fulbright

She said don't I know you

From the cinematographer's party

I said who am I

To blow against the wind

I know what I know

I'll sing what I said

We come and we go

That's a thing that I keep

In the back of my head
Músicos invitados: Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), General M.D. Shirinda (Featuring [With]), The Gaza Sisters (Featuring [With]), Paul Simon (Synthesizer [Synclavier]), Paul Simon (Vocals), The Gaza Sisters (Vocals)
GumbootsVer letra 2:42

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I was having this discussion

In a taxi heading downtown

Rearranging my position

On this friend of mine who had

A little bit of a breakdown

I said breakdowns come

And breakdowns go

So what are you going to do about it

That's what I'd like to know

You don't feel you could love me

But I feel you could

It was in the early morning hours

When I fell into a phone call

Believing I had supernatural powers

I slammed into a brick wall

I said hey, is this my problem?

Is this my fault?

If that's the way it's going to be

I'm going to call the whole thing to a halt

You don't feel you could love me

But I feel you could

You don't feel you could love me

But I feel you could

I was walking down the street

When I thought I heard this voice say

Say, ain't we walking down the same street together

On the very same day

I said hey Senorita that's astute

I said why don't we get together

And call ourselves an institute

You don't feel you could love me

But I feel you could

You don't feel you could love me

But I feel you could
Músicos invitados: Diane Garisto (Backing Vocals), Michelle Cobbs (Backing Vocals), Petrus Manile (Drums), Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), The Boyoyo Boys (Featuring [With]), Daniel Xilakazi (Lead Guitar), Daniel Xilakazi (Rhythm Guitar), Jonhjon Mkhalali (Accordion), Lulu Masilela (Tambourine), Ralph MacDonald (Percussion), Barney Rachabane (Saxophone), Mike Makhalemele (Saxophone), Teaspoon Ndlela (Saxophone), Paul Simon (Synthesizer [Synclavier]), Paul Simon (Backing Vocals)
Diamonds On The Soles Of Her ShoesVer letra 5:34

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(a-wa) O kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange

(a-wa a-wa) Si-bona kwenze ka kanjani

(a-wa a-wa) Amanto mbazane ayeza

She's a rich girl

She don't try to hide it

Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

He's a poor boy

Empty as a pocket

Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose

Sing Ta na na

Ta na na na

She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes

She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes

Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

People say she's crazy

She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes

Well that's one way to lose these

Walking blues

Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

She was physically forgotten

Then she slipped into my pocket

With my car keys

She said you've taken me for granted

Because I please you

Wearing these diamonds

And I could say Oo oo oo

As if everybody knows

What I'm talking about

As if everybody would know

Exactly what I was talking about

Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes

She makes the sign of a teaspoon

He makes the sign of a wave

The poor boy changes clothes

And puts on after-shave

To compensate for his ordinary shoes

And she said honey take me dancing

But they ended up by sleeping

In a doorway

By the bodegas and the lights on

Upper Broadway

Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes

And I could say Oo oo oo

As if everybody here would know

What I was talking about

I mean everybody here would know exactly

What I was talking about

Talking about diamonds

People say I'm crazy

I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes

Well that's one way to lose

These walking blues

Diamonds on the soles of your shoes
Músicos invitados: Alex Foster (Alto Saxophone), Bakithi Kumalo (Bass), Isaac Mtshali (Drums), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Assane Thiam (Percussion), Babacar Faye (Percussion), Youssou N'Dour (Percussion), Lenny Pickett (Tenor Saxophone), Earl Gardner (Trumpet), Ladysmith Black Mambazo (Vocals), Joseph Shabalala (Written-By [Beginning By]), Paul Simon (Written-By [Beginning By]), Paul Simon (Guitar), Paul Simon (Vocals)
You Can Call Me AlVer letra 4:39

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A man walks down the street

He says, "Why am I soft in the middle now?

Why am I soft in the middle?

The rest of my life is so hard

I need a photo opportunity

I want a shot at redemption

Don't want to end up a cartoon

In a cartoon graveyard"

Bonedigger, bonedigger

Dogs in the moonlight

Far away my well-lit door

Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly

Get these mutts away from me

You know I don't find this stuff

Amusing anymore

If you'll be my bodyguard

I can be your long-lost pal

I can call you Betty

And Betty, when you call me

You can call me Al

A man walks down the street

He says, "Why am I short of attention?

Got a short little span of attention

And, woe my nights are so long

Where's my wife and family?

What if I die here?

Who'll be my role model

Now that my role model is

Gone gone?"

He ducked back down the alley

With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl

All along along

There were incidents and accidents

There were hints and allegations

If you'll be my bodyguard

I can be your long-lost pal

I can call you Betty

And Betty, when you call me

You can call me Al

Call me Al

A man walks down the street

It's a street in a strange world

Maybe it's the third world

Maybe it's his first time around

He doesn't speak the language

He holds no currency

He is a foreign man

He is surrounded by the sound, the sound

Cattle in the marketplace

Scatter-lings and orphanages

He looks around, around

He sees angels in the architecture

Spinning in infinity

He says, "Amen!" and "Hallelujah!"

If you'll be my bodyguard

I can be your long-lost pal

I can call you Betty

And Betty, when you call me

You can call me Al

Call me

Na na na na …

If you'll be my bodyguard

I can call you Betty

If you'll be my bodyguard

I can call you Betty

If you'll be my bodyguard ...
Músicos invitados: Paul Simon (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Paul Simon (Backing Vocals), Paul Simon (Bass Guitar [Six-string Electric Bass]), Ray Phiri (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Bakithi Kumalo (Bass), Ronnie Cuber (Bass Saxophone), Ronnie Cuber (Baritone Saxophone), Isaac Mtshali (Drums), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant]), Adrian Belew (Guitar Synthesizer), Ralph MacDonald (Percussion), Rob Mounsey (Synthesizer), Morris Goldberg (Tin Whistle [Pennywhistle Solo]), Dave Bargeron (Trombone), Kim Allan Cissel (Trombone), Alan Rubin (Trumpet), Jon Faddis (Trumpet), Lew Soloff (Trumpet), Ronald Brecker (Trumpet)
Under African SkiesVer letra 3:34

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Joseph's face was black as night

The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes

His path was marked

By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere

And he walked his days

Under African skies

This is the story of how we begin to remember

This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein

After the dream of falling and calling your name out

These are the roots of rhythm

And the roots of rhythm remain

In early memory

Mission music

Was ringing 'round my nursery door

I said take this child, Lord

From Tucson Arizona

Give her the wings to fly through harmony

And she won't bother you no more

This is the story of how we begin to remember

This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein

After the dream of falling and calling your name out

These are the roots of rhythm

And the roots of rhythm remain

Joseph's face was black as night

And the pale yellow moon shone in his eyes

His path was marked

By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere

And he walked the length of his days

Under African skies
Músicos invitados: Ray Phiri (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Paul Simon (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Paul Simon (Guitar), Paul Simon (Vocals), Bakithi Kumalo (Bass), Isaac Mtshali (Drums), Steven Strassman (Engineer [Assistant At Amigo Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Adrian Belew (Guitar), Ralph MacDonald (Percussion), Linda Ronstadt (Vocals)
HomelessVer letra 3:45

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Emaweni webaba

Silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Webaba silale maweni

Homeless, homeless

Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

Homeless, homeless

Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

We are homeless, we are homeless

The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

And we are homeless, homeless, homeless

The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

Zio yami, zio yami, nhliziyo yami

Nhliziyo yami amakhaza asengi bulele

Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami

Nhliziyo yami, angibulele amakhaza

Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami

Nhliziyo yami somandla angibulele mama

Zio yami, nhliziyo yami

Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami

Too loo loo, too loo loo

Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo

Too loo loo, too loo loo

Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo

Strong wind destroy our home

Many dead, tonight it could be you

Strong wind, strong wind

Many dead, tonight it could be you

And we are homeless, homeless

Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

Homeless, homeless

Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

Homeless, homeless

Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Somebody sing hello, hello, hello

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Somebody cry why, why, why?

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Somebody sing hello, hello, hello

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Somebody cry why, why, why?

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih) yitho omanqoba

Esanqoba lonke ilizwe

(ih hih ih hih ih) Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih)

Esanqoba phakathi e England

Yitho omanqoba

Esanqoba phakathi e London

Yitho omanqoba

Esanqoba phakathi e England

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Somebody sing hello, hello, hello

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Somebody cry why, why, why?

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Somebody sing hello, hello, hello

Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

Somebody cry why, why, why?

Kuluman

Kulumani, Kulumani sizwe

Singenze njani

Baya jabula abasi thanda yo

Ho
Letras: Joseph ShabalalaMúsicos invitados: Andrew Fraser (Engineer [Assistant]), Ladysmith Black Mambazo (Featuring [With]), Joseph Shabalala (Lead Vocals)
Crazy Love, Vol. IIVer letra 4:17

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Fat Charlie the Archangel

Sliped into the room

He said I have no opinion about this

And I have no opinion about that

Sad as a lonely little wrinkled balloon

He said well I don't claim to be happy about this, boys

And I don't seem to be happy about that

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of your love

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of your love

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of your love

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of this crazy love

She says she knows about jokes

This time the joke is on me

Well, I have no opinion about that

And I have no opinion about me

Somebody could walk into this room

And say your life is on fire

It's all over the evening news

All about the fire in your life

On the evening news

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of your love

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of your love

Fat Charlie the Archangel

Files for divorce

He says well this will eat up a year of my life

And then there's all that weight to be lost

She says the joke is on me

I say the joke is on her

I said I have no opinion about that

Well, we'll just have to wait and confer

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of your love

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of your love

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of your love

I don't want no part of this crazy love

I don't want no part of this crazy love
Músicos invitados: Paul Simon (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Paul Simon (Backing Vocals), Ray Phiri (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Lloyd Lelose (Bass), Isaac Mtshali (Drums), Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Stimela (Featuring [With]), Adrian Belew (Guitar Synthesizer), Morris Goldberg (Soprano Saxophone)
That Was Your MotherVer letra 2:51

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A long time ago, yeah

Before you was born dude

When I was still single

And life was great

I held this job as a traveling salesman

That kept me moving from state to state

Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

State of Louisiana

Wondering where a city boy could go

To get a little conversation

Drink a little red wine

Catch a little bit of those Cajun girls

Dancing to Zydeco

Along come a young girl

She's pretty as a prayerbook

Sweet as an apple on Christmas day

I said good gracious can this be my luck

If that's my prayerbook

Lord let us pray

Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

State of Louisiana

Wondering where a city boy could go

To get her in a conversation

Drink a little red wine

Dance to the music of Clifton Chenier

The King of the Bayou

Well, that was your mother

And that was your father

Before you was born dude

When life was great

You are the burden of my generation

I sure do love you

But let's get that straight

Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

Across the street from The Public

Heading down to the Lone Star Cafe

Maybe get a little conversation

Drink a little red wine

Standing in the shadow of Clifton Chenier

Dancing the night away
Músicos invitados: Alton Rubin, Sr. (Accordion), Alonzo Johnson (Bass), Alton Rubin, Jr. (Drums), Mark Miller (2) (Engineer [Assistant]), Rocking Dopsie & The Cajun Twisters (Featuring [With]), Sherman Robertson (Guitar), Johnny Hoyt (Saxophone), David Rubin (Washboard)
All Around The World Or The Myth Of FingerprintsVer letra 3:15

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Over the mountain

Down in the valley

Lives a former talk-show host

Everybody knows his name

He says there's no doubt about it

It was the myth of fingerprints

I've seen them all and man

They're all the same

Well, the sun gets weary

And the sun goes down

Ever since the watermelon

And the lights come up

On the black pit town

Somebody says what's a better thing to do

Well, it's not just me

And it's not just you

This is all around the world

Out in the Indian Ocean somewhere

There's a former army post

Abandoned now just like the war

And there's no doubt about it

It was the myth of fingerprints

That's what that old army post was for

Well, the sun gets bloody

And the sun goes down

Ever since the watermelon

And the lights come up

On the black pit town

Somebody says what's a better thing to do

Well, it's not just me

And it's not just you

This is all around the world

Over the mountain

Down in the valley

Lives the former talk-show host

Far and wide his name was known

He said there's no doubt about it

It was the myth of fingerprints

That's why we must learn to live alone
Músicos invitados: Paul Simon (Acoustic Guitar), Conrad Lozano (Bass), Louie Perez (Drums), Steve Gadd (Drums [Additional]), Steven Strassman (Engineer [Assistant At Amigo Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Los Lobos (Featuring [With]), Ralph MacDonald (Percussion), Steve Berlin (Saxophone), Cesar Rosas (Vocals), Cesar Rosas (Guitar), David Hidalgo (Vocals), David Hidalgo (Guitar), David Hidalgo (Accordion)