Van Morrison (60,41 %)
Astral Weeks (58,80 %)
Released: 1968-11
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
5
Year (1968):
28
Decade (1960's):
148
Overall:
1800
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1.
Astral Weeks
 07:06
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2.
Beside You
 05:17
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3.
Sweet Thing
04:26
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4.
Cyprus Avenue
07:00
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5.
The Way Young Lovers Do
03:18
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6.
Madame George
09:46
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7.
Ballerina
07:04
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8.
Slim Slow Slider
03:18
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Album length:
47:15
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Lyrics |
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1.
Astral Weeks
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If I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your dream Where immobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the back roads stop Could you find me? Would you kiss-a my eyes? To lay me down In silence easy To be born again To be born again From the far side of the ocean If I put the wheels in motion And I stand with my arms behind me And I'm pushin' on the door Could you find me? Would you kiss-a my eyes? To lay me down In silence easy To be born again To be born again There you go Standin' with the look of avarice Talkin' to Huddie Ledbetter Showin' pictures on the wall Whisperin' in the hall And pointin' a finger at me There you go, there you go Standin' in the sun darlin' With your arms behind you And your eyes before There you go Takin' good care of your boy Seein' that he's got clean clothes Puttin' on his little red shoes I see you know he's got clean clothes A-puttin' on his little red shoes A-pointin' a finger at me And here I am Standing in your sad arrest Trying to do my very best Lookin' straight at you Comin' through, darlin' Yeah, yeah, yeah If I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your dreams Where immobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the back roads stop Could you find me Would you kiss-a my eyes Lay me down In silence easy To be born again To be born again To be born again In another world In another world In another time Got a home on high Ain't nothing but a stranger in this world I'm nothing but a stranger in this world I got a home on high In another land So far away So far away Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven In another time In another place In another time In another place Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven We are goin' up to heaven We are goin' to heaven In another time In another place In another time In another place In another face |
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2.
Beside You
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Little Jimmy's gone way out of the back streets Out of the window, into the falling rain, And he's right on time, right on time. That's why Broken Arrow waved his finger Down the road so dark and narrow in the evening Just before the Sunday six-bells chime All the dogs are barkin' way down below And way out on the highway And you wander away from your hillside retreated view Went to wanderin' Nordhbridge way out on the railroad Together all the tipping trucks will unload All the scrapbooks built together stuck with glue And I'll stand beside you, beside you Oh child, to never wonder why To never, never, never, never wonder why at all To never, never, never, never wonder why It's gotta be, it has to be Across the crystal pavements Way across the country where the hillside mountains glide The dynamo of your smile caressed the Barefoot virgin child To wander past your window in the nighttime cross the floor Crying as ecstasy surrounds you Through the night air your proud time Is open Go well against the pointed idle breeze Past the footlights of the brazen silence easy In the night you cry and you want spirits to tell you Everything's alright Go ahead and do it one more time baby You're satisfied I guess, you're way up and the sky comes down Kaleidoscope Open and just hold the lantern in the doorway, For the freedom of it. And you take the night air through your nostrils and you breathe In out, in out And you breathe just like that, just like that How does it get you when it gets you When it gets ya You may not know it's got you until you turn around And I'll point a finger at you, point a finger at you You say which way, which way That's alright, we've gotten hip to it Goin' to do it right now. Behind you Beside you, beside you Oh child to never wonder why To never, never, never, never wonder why at all Never never never never wonder why at all |
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3.
Sweet Thing
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I will stroll the merry way And jump the hedges first And drink the clear Clean waterfall to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats and they'll get high On a bluer ocean Against tomorrow's sky And I will never grow so old again. And I will walk and talk In garden's all wet with rain. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing Oh my, my, my sweet thing. And I shall drive my chariot down you streets and cry 'hey its me, I'm dynamite and I don't know why'. And you shall take me strongly in your arms again. And I will not remember that I ever felt the pain. We shall walk and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain. And I will never, never, never grow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing. My, my, my, my, my sweet thing. And I will raise my hand up into the night cloud's sky. And count the stars shining in your eye. Just to dig it all an' not to wonder that's just fine. And I wil be satisfied Not to read in between the lines. And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain. And I will never ever, ever grow so old again. Oh sweet thing. Oh sugar baby Sugar baby, sugar baby, sugar baby. With your champagne eyes And your saint-like smile. |
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4.
Cyprus Avenue
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And I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm conquered in a car seat Not a thing that I can do I may go crazy Before that mansion on the hill I may go crazy Before that mansion on the hill But my heart keeps beating faster And my feet can't keep still And all the little girls rhyme something On the way back home from school And all the little girls rhyme something On the way back home from school And the leaves fall one by one by one by one Call the autumn time a fool Yeah baby my tongue gets tied Every every every time I try to speak My tongue gets tied Every time I try to speak And my inside shakes just like a leaf on a tree I think I'll go on by the river with my cherry cherry wine I believe I'll go walking by the railroad with my cherry cherry wine If I pass the rumbling station where the lonesome engine drivers pine And wait a minute, yonder comes my lady Rainbow ribbons in her hair Yonder comes my lady Rainbow ribbons in her hair Six white horses and a carriage She's returning from the fair Baby, baby, baby And if I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And if I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm conquered in a car seat And I'm looking straight at you Way up on, way up on, way up on.... The avenue of trees Keep walking down In the wind and the rain, darling You keep walking down when the sun shone through the trees Nobody, no, no, no, nobody stops me from loving you baby So young and bold, fourteen years old Baby, baby, baby... Ooooh-ee |
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5.
The Way Young Lovers Do
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We strolled through fields all wet with rain And back along the lane again There in the sunshine In the sweet summertime The way that young lovers do I kissed you on the lips once more And we said goodbye just adoring the nighttime Yeah, that's the right time To feel the way that young lovers do Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were And the way that we were meant to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you And you were for me And then we danced the night away And turned to each other, say, 'i love you, I love you' The way that young lovers do Do, do, do, do... Then we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way That we wanted to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you And you were for me I went on to dance the night away And turned to each other, say, 'i love you, baby, I love you' The way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do Do, do, do, do... |
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6.
Madame George
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Down on Cyprus Avenue With a childlike vision leaping into view Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe Ford & Fitzroy, Madame George Marching with the soldier boy behind He's much older with hat on drinking wine And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through The cool night air like Shalimar And outside they're making all the stops The kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops Happy taken Madame George That's when you fall Whoa, that's when you fall Yeah, that's when you fall When you fall into a trance A sitting on a sofa playing games of chance With your folded arms and history books you glance Into the eyes of Madame George And you think you found the bag You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag In the corner playing dominoes in drag The one and only Madame George And then from outside the frosty window raps She jumps up and says Lord have mercy I think it's the cops And immediately drops everything she gots Down into the street below And you know you gotta go On that train from Dublin up to Sandy Row Throwing pennies at the bridges down below And the rain, hail, sleet, and snow Say goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder why for Madame George And as you leave, the room is filled with music, laughing, music, dancing, music all around the room And all the little boys come around, walking away from it all So cold And as you're about to leave She jumps up and says Hey love, you forgot your gloves And the gloves to love to love the gloves... To say goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder why for Madame George Dry your eyes for Madame George Say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street In the backstreet, in the back street Say goodbye to Madame George In the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street Down home, down home in the back street Gotta go Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Dry your eye your eye your eye your eye your eye... Say goodbye to Madame George And the loves to love to love the love Say goodbye Oooooo Mmmmmmm Say goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder why for Madame George The love's to love the love's to love the love's to love... Say goodbye, goodbye Get on the train Get on the train, the train, the train... This is the train, this is the train... Whoa, say goodbye, goodbye.... Get on the train, get on the train... |
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Ballerina
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Spread your wings Come on fly awhile Straight to my arms Little angel child You know you only Lonely twenty-two story block And if somebody, not just anybody Wanted to get close to you For instance, me, baby All you gotta do Is ring a bell Step right up, step right up And step right up Ballerina Crowd will catch you Fly it, sigh it, try it Well, I may be wrong But something deep in my heart tells me I'm right and I don't think so You know I saw the writing on the wall When you came up to me Child, you were heading for a fall But if it gets to you And you feel like you just can't go on All you gotta do Is ring a bell Step right up, and step right up And step right up Just like a ballerina Stepping lightly Alright, well it's getting late Yes it is, yes it is And this time I forget to slip into your slumber The light is on the left side of your head And I'm standing in your doorway And I'm mumbling and I can't remember the last thing that ran through my head Here come the man and he say, he say the show must go on So all you gotta do Is ring the bell And step right up, and step right up And step right up Just like a ballerina, yeah, yeah Crowd will catch you Fly it, sight it, c'mon, die it, yeah Just like a ballerina Just like a just like a just like a ballerina Get on up, get on up, keep a-moving on, little bit higher, baby You know, you know, you know, get up baby Alright, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on pushing Stepping lightly Just like a ballerina Ooo-we baby, take off your shoes Working on Just like a ballerina |
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8.
Slim Slow Slider
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Slim slow slider Horse you ride White as snow Slim slow slider Horse you ride Is white as snow Tell it everywhere you go Saw you walking Down by Ladbroke Grove this morning Saw you walking Down by Ladbroke Grove this morning Catching pebbles for some sandy beach You're out of reach Saw you early this morning With your brand new boy and your Cadillac Saw you early this morning With your brand new boy and your Cadillac You're gone for something And I know you won't be back I know you're dying, baby And I know you know it, too I know you're dying And I know you know it, too Everytime I see you I just don't know what to do |