1. Orange Crate Art
(Van Dyke Parks)
Orange crate art was a place to
start
Orange crate art was a world apart
Home for two with view of
Where there's aroma and heart
Memories of her orange crate art
Orange crate art and a rockin chair
Barnyard gate waitin some repair
Trust in fate and sweet inspiration
You could go bust to replace
Just what is here by the case
Hear the lonesome locomotion roar
Hobo hop on if you dare
And it rools where grapes of
wrath are stored
Stops on a bracero's prayer
From the vine of a vintage cru
Comes the wine of this rendezvous
Room for two in view of
Back when Ramona had heart
Memories of her orange crate art
2. Sail Away
(Van Dyke Parks)
When I desire company
I'll leave my footprints on the sand by a wreckless
sea
Hopin you'll come to me
And we'll explore what might have been
And leave the shore and give this tired old world a spin
When my ship will come in
Sun up! We'll sail away the day that
my ship comes in
Fast as the highest mast can take us to any old where but here
One captains paradise for two
Stay in a sea that's twice as blue
It all waits for me and you when my ship comes in
You go and get the telephone
Give it a real good yank and thank God we are alone in a tropical zone
While we surf out the Caribbean
At every port a third world orders nouvelle cuisine from that aquamarine
We'll tell our kind and gentle
friends
There still is time to make ammends
We'll send 'em a card that ends "'Til your ship comes in!"
Sail away sail away just sail
away when my ship will come in
Sail away sail away just sail away when my ship will come in
Oh island in the sun!
What I don't know won't hurt me none when all's said and done
When my ship will come in
That perfect host in harmony!
We'll raise a toast to what's still left of my memory
When will my ship come in?
We'll sail away sail away just
sail away when my ship will come in
We'll sail away sail away just sail away
3. My Hobo Heart
(Music: Van Dyke Parks, Lyrics:
Michael Hazlewood)
I had a love in every town
I swore that Iwould sooner die
than ever settle down
Me and my hobo heart
Me and my hobo heart
Now look and see what love has done
My feet are rooted in the ground just when
I want to turn around and run
Me and my hobo heart
Me and my hobo heart
I look down the lonesome highway
A lover in every town
And I swore that I would far sooner die
than settle down again
Then I ask myself a question:
What places could I go to
what road could I take
What trip could I make that wouldn't lead back
that wouldn't lead back to you
And now my travellin
days are through
And ridin horses in the sand or walkin
with you
hand in hand will do
Me and my hobo heart
Me and my hobo heart
4. Wings Of A Dove
(Van Dyke Parks)
Rain come down for days make such
thunder
This old house can't take that much more
And it just might take you and me under
Makin such a great commotion
you could hear the clatter
Put the pots and pans on the floor and just let it pour
In the din tintin
tabulation you can hear
the rain is in play The whole wide world in great jubilation
Underneath the pitter patter say it doesn't matter
Someone say you feelin okay and just fly away
On the wings of a dove you bring me
my love
She's singin so sadly
Wings liftin my love! She's driftin
above
the push and the shove
On wings of a dove
Rain come down to wash away sorrow
This whole town is covered in gray
God let it rain by gosh 'til tomorrow
Someone here in tribulation say it doesn't matter
Someone say you feelin okay on one rainy day
On the wings of a dove she's singing
of love
Of things I need badly
Things I wish I had! And when she sings sad
I would sing gladly
On wings of a dove
5. Palm Tree And Moon
(Van Dyke Parks)
This is so far from China the
starlight like to blind ya
A lover's way o'sayin come home soon
Let each star there remind you It's time for love to find you
A palm tree in the moon
When a comet comes out to fall
Why on earth do we feel so small
Must be heaven that we hear call
And in this natural plan I'm like catchin your hand
Out under our palm tree and moon
I put it in a letter How could I
love you better
And dropped it in a bottle into the sea
I don't know where it went so I sent to
Said you were meant for me
What a time to be talking small
But a crime not to talk at all
When it's heaven that we hear call
There ain't a cloud in the sky and no allowin for why
Out under a palm tree and moon
What a time to be talking small
But a crime not to talk at all
When it's heaven that we hear call
And for us two silhouettes
It's just as good as it gets
Out under a palm tree and moon
6. Summer In
(Music: Van Dyke Parks, Lyrics:
Michael Hazlewood)
Wasn't so long ago
That every year your family would rent a house
from June to Labor Day
Summer in Monterey
None of us wore no clothes
In Monterey our feet were bare our shorts
were all we'd ever wear
And I would jump for joy that you were there
Take you to the movie show
Watching arm in arm
Used to hope the film would work its charm
Then you and I we'd saunter home
Far behind the crowd
Linger longer than your Ma and Pa had allowed
Never in love before
We couldn't wait to be alone to beat it to
the Ocean View Cafι
That was our hideaway
Summer in
I would love the crazy world to always stay that
Out on the rocks around the widely curving bay
Summer in
7.
(Van Dyke Parks)
San Francisco San Francisco
Her lovers' arms were open wide
With a gate so golden
Waits with charms unfoldin
Hold that cable car up there with pride
I gotta ride
Giddy-yup down to
San Francisco San Francisco
Where love is true as time and tide
She was seventeen though when I left from Reno
Like some Valentino with his bride
There by my side
I panned gold from Cisco down to
Frisco
How I'm missin these days of yore
Eldorado
Miss those Irisky women and raw rye whiskey
With each kiss we would explore
Eldorado
For this desperado was gold in the
dust
Like many a man in God do I trust
Gave up on El Dorado so lost in my lust
Where love is not for sale
Out at the end of the trail
You find a candlestick in flame
Sportin life did change her
Short life rearrange her
Brought her misfortune and shame
Roll on down the
That's a highway I have known
Old mystery sun sets down on waters
The soul of man alone
Time to giddy-up
Doo-wah-diddy-yup
San Francisco San
Francisco
You find love is not for sale
Out at the end of the trail
8. Hold Back Time
(Van Dyke Parks)
We painted inside and out with just
a gallon of joy
We had the girl then the boy and love was never a toy
Just like that old rusty Ford we restored out in back
It made that clickety clack
Our new old house by the track
At her window was a touch of
lavender lace
I remember her face too many rainbows to chase
Right through the cracks of the pane come tracks of the rain
Scatter like diamonds of rain
Down our old block top two lane
Hold back time! Don't talk about
tomorrow!
Tell that old clock on the wall he'll just have to call it a day
Hold back time when we're in each others arms
We're in each other's arms so hold back time
With that old country hymn spinnin' round in her brain
She kept her fancy for plain more than for fortune and fame
Now when we feel every wheel spinnin steel on that
track
We shake the dust off the sack
In our old house by the track
9. My Jeanine
(Van Dyke Parks)
I carried a torch for her in the
orchard
Apples were her last name
My Jeanine my Jeanine
Each tree would ignute with blossoms of white
And dapple her hair with flame
My Jeanine my Jeanine
Jeanine in jean and calico
A streak of mean don't let it show
So when she tells you let her go
Her yes may mean no
I love her so
We would meander now hand in hand
In our Appalachian clime
My Jeanine my Jeanine
We'd bring in the spring and toss from the swing
Along apple blossom time
My Jeanine my Jeanine
Remember when life was North
Carolina
Two bits for Cokes and jokes at the diner
Time was a magazine
My Jeanine
10. Movies Is Magic
(Van Dyke Parks)
She slid on her dress that night
under that melancholy moon
Somethin to impress him hopin
he would be there soon
She gonna runaway
He got a Chevrolet
She want a Nat King Cole
He got a jelly roll
Whole lotta heart and soul
Sacramento river rat a rappin on her door
Take her to a picture show
she sure ain't seen before
She was a debutante
Give her just what she want
You tell her just where to go
Down to the drive in show
You be my river beau
Movies is
magic
Real life is tragic
Fundamental though it seems
When you're living in your dreams
And you wake up
It's over
Movies is
magic
Real life is tragic
I regret I gotta say
It is time we get away
To the movies and magic
Cowboys dressed like injuns popped
right off that silver screen
Sky just like a jukebox for a
dreamboat delta queen
Rain dropping all around
Put up the top you clown
And turn on the Nat King Cole
Off with a rock and roll
To the movies and magic
Movies is
movies is magic movies is magic
Life is so tragic
And as time goes flyin by
You will often wonder why
'Til the day that you die
'Cause movies is magic movies is magic
11. This Town Goes Down At Sunset
(Michael Hazlewood)
This town goes down at sunset
When the hills start turnin
red
The streets roll up at eight o'clock
Everybody goes off to bed
Everybody goes off to bed
There's someone callin
someone names
You can hear a screen door slam
A car goes skatin down the road
Everybody gets out of hand
Everybody gets out of hand
You took the key to my heart's door
And you set off on your own
I shook it off as a passing phase
Everybody must come back home
Everybody must come back home
This town gets up at daybreak
When the hills start turning blue
A whistle blows a rooster crows
Everybody's got things to do
Everybody's got things to do
But this town goes down at sunset
When the hills start turnin
red
The streets roll up at eight o'clock
And everybody goes back to bed
Everybody goes back to bed
12. Lullabye
(George Gershwin)
[instrumental]
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