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 | Diggin' Chapin A tribute to a great man. |
 | Goodbye by Harry Chapin from PSU Another VGMV video made by me, except this one has a different theme to it. I thought most of what I put in fit the theme, meh you be the judge. |
 | Tom Chapin brings musical message to NYSUT convention In a morning session highlighting the arts, folk singer Tom Chapin brought delegates to their feet with his satirical song, "Not On The Test." April 2008. |
 | Harry Chapin sings MR. TANNER Live "Mister Tanner was a cleaner from a town in the Midwest. And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the best. But he also was a baritone who sang while hanging clothes. He practiced scales while pressing tails and sang at local shows. His friends and neighbors praised the voice that poured out from his throat. They said that he should use his gift instead of cleaning coats. But music was his life, it was not his livelihood, and it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good. And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul. He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole. His friends kept working on him to try music out full time. A big debut and rave reviews, a great career to climb. Finally they got to him, he would take the fling. A concert agent in New York agreed to have him sing. And there were plane tickets, phone calls, money spent to rent the hall. It took most of his savings but he gladly used them all. But music was his life, it was not his livelihood, and it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good. And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul. He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole. The evening came, he took the stage, his face set in a smile. And in the half filled hall the critics sat watching on the aisle. But the concert was a blur to him, spatters of applause. He did not know how well he sang, he only heard the flaws. But the critics were concise, it only took four lines. But no one could accuse them of being over kind. (spoken) Mr. Martin Tanner, Baritone, of Dayton, Ohio made his Town Hall debut last night. He came well prepared, but unfortunately his presentation was not up to contemporary professional standards. His voice lacks the range of tonal color necessary to make it consistently interesting. (sung) Full time consideration of another endeavor might be in order. He came home to Dayton and was questioned by his friends. Then he smiled and just said nothing and he never sang again, excepting very late at night when the shop was dark and closed. He sang softly to himself as he sorted through the clothes. Music was his life, it was not his livelihood, and it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good. And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul. He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole." |
 | Bruce Springsteen Remember When The Music From the Harry Chapin Benefit in 1987. |
 | Harry Chapin sings ODD JOB MAN Live "Chorus: I give part time help I'm the odd job man I can't do what I want So I do what I can And I'll tell you now So that you will understand You get just what you pay for from the odd job man One day this dude drives in the station And I slide out to the pump And he says, " I need some odd jobs done Can you get off from this dump? " Well I can always use some extra bread So I nod and take the job When he says " Clean up before you come I do not hire slobs " Now you can see I'm not no fancy pants But everyone has pride And especially since this lovely lady's Sittin' by his side Still something keeps my trap shut And I nod again " Alright " And he gooses his Mercedes And he squeals off in the night Chorus Well I find his place next morning It's more a palace than a pad And it kind of makes my pick-up truck Start looking pretty bad But the same lady swings the door back And before one word is said She leads me to his trophy room Where he sits with his stuffed heads He's got this list of jobs for me to do While he's out of town And he says "I'm too damn busy boy The way I move around" Well I start to figure prices when he says "It's time you learned, When you're dealing with a gentleman You get just what you earn" Chorus I set to work that weekend And I'm fixin' up some stairs When I feel that someone's watching me And I see SHE'S standing there And she says "I like to watch you work You have such supple hands" She says "Can I help you?" and I say "Baby you CAN !! " Well she looks me in the eyes boys I admit I looked a little lower That's when she starts breathing faster And I start working slower You see when you have a helper With her attitude and grace You start puttin' lots of extra hours Workin' 'round the place Chorus Well a month had too soon come and gone With my odd jobs all done When who should pull up to the pump But the long-lost prodigal son And he says "Here's a hundred dollars boy" Pulls the bill off from his wad And he starts to hand it over Like a gift come straight from God! I say "That's just a buck an hour sir !" He says "That's what I pay for jerks" Now I admit that almost blew my cool But I staggered back to work You see most times when it's said and done There's justice to this life 'Cause what that man had done to me I'd done to his wife! Chorus" 1977 ROCKPALAST Germany |
 | Harry Chapin sings DANCE BAND on the TITANIC Live "Dance band on the Titanic Sing "Nearer, my God, to Thee" The iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me Mama stood cryin' at the dockside Sayin' "Please son, don't take this trip" I said "Mama, sweet Mama, don't you worry none" "Even God couldn't sink this ship" Well, the whistle blew and they turned the screws It turned the water into foam Destination sweet salvation Goodbye home sweet home I'm in the dance band on the Titanic Sing "Nearer, my God, to Thee" The iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me There was a trombone and a saxophone The bass and drums were cookin' up the bandstand And I was strummin' in the middle with this dude on the fiddle And we were three days out from land And now the foghorn's jammed and moanin' Hear it groanin' through the misty night I heard the lookout shout down "There's icebergs around" "But still everything's all right" Oh, the dance band on the Titanic Sing "Nearer, my God, to Thee" The iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me They were burnin' all the flares for candles In the banquet they were throwin' in first class And we were blowin' waltzes in the barroom When the universe went CRASH! "There's no way that this could happen" I could hear the old captain curse He ordered lifeboats away, that's when I heard the chaplain say "Women and children and chaplains first" Well, they soon used up all of the lifeboats But there were a lot of us left on board I heard the drummer sayin' "Boys, just keep playin'" "Now we're doin' this gig for the Lord" I heard the dance band on the Titanic Sing "Nearer, my God, to Thee" The iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me There's a wild-eyed boy in the radio shack He's the last remaining guest He was tappin' in a Morse code frenzy Tappin' "Please God, S.O.S." Jesus Christ can walk on the water But a music man will drown They say that Nero fiddled while Rome burned up Well, I was strummin' as the ship go down I'm in the dance band on the Titanic Sing "Nearer, my God, to Thee" The iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me Dance band on the Titanic Sing "Nearer, my God, to Thee" The iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me Dance band on the Titanic Sing "Nearer, my God, to Thee" The iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me" http://www.youtube.com/group/harrychapinfans |
 | Harry Chapin sings CIRCLE Live EMBEDABLE!! http://www.youtube.com/group/harrychapinfans "All my life's a circle; Sunrise and sundown; Moon rolls thru the nighttime; Till the daybreak comes around. All my life's a circle; But I can't tell you why; Season's spinning round again; The years keep rollin' by. It seems like I've been here before; I can't remember when; But I have this funny feeling; That we'll all be together again. No straight lines make up my life; And all my roads have bends; There's no clear-cut beginnings; And so far no dead-ends. Chorus: I found you a thousand times; I guess you done the same; But then we lose each other; It's like a children's game; As I find you here again; A thought runs through my mind; Our love is like a circle; Let's go 'round one more time." Chorus Harry Chapin sings CIRCLE. Hamilton Ontario in 1981. His last year. I'm workin on improvin the quality....can't do much about the budgies, tho.... |
 | Harry Chapin sings STORY of a LIFE Live "I can see myself it's a golden sunrise Young boy open up your eyes It's supposed to be your day. Now off you go horizon bound And you won't stop until you've found Your own kind of way. And the wind will whip your tousled hair, The sun, the rain, the sweet despair, Great tales of love and strife. And somewhere on your path to glory You will write your story of a life. And all the towns that you walk through And all the people that you talk to Sing you their songs. And there are times you change your stride, There are times you can't decide Still you go on. And then the young girls dance their gypsy tunes And share the secrets of the moon So soon you find a wife. And though she sees your dreams go poorly Still she joins your story of a life. So you settle down and the children come And you find a place that you come from. Your wandering is done. And all your dreams of open spaces You find in your children's faces One by one. And all the trips you know you missed And all the lips you never kissed Cut through you like a knife. And now you see stretched out before thee Just another story of a life. So what do you do now? When she looks at you now? You know those same old jokes all the jesters tell You tell them to her now. And all the same old songs all the minstrels sang You sing 'em to her now. But it don't matter anyhow 'Cause she knows by now. So every chance you take don't mean a thing. What variations can you bring To this shopworn melody. And every year goes by like a tollin' bell. It's battered merchandise you sell. Not well, she can see. And though she's heard it all a thousand times Couched in your attempted rhymes She'll march to your drum and fife. But the question echoes up before me Where's the magic story of a life? Now sometimes words can serve me well Sometimes words can go to hell For all that they do. And for every dream that took me high There's been a dream that's passed me by. I know it's so true And I can see it clear out to the end And I'll whisper to her now again Because she shared my life. For more than all the ghosts of glory She makes up the story, She's the only story Of my life." Last taped concert, more of...enjoy! Comment and rate, thanks. Request yer fav Chapin songs. |
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