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Changes
178
Singer/Songwriter
Changes foi lançado em 1 de janeiro de 1974 por Rhino/Elektra como parte do álbum Short Stories
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Data de lançamento1 de janeiro de 1974
SeloRhino/Elektra
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM127

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Tomi Lee Bradley
Tomi Lee Bradley
Vocais adicionais
John Wallace
John Wallace
Baixo
Michael Masters
Michael Masters
Violoncelo
Tim Scott
Tim Scott
Violoncelo
Bobby Carlin
Bobby Carlin
Bateria
Ronald Palmer
Ronald Palmer
Violão
Dave Armstrong
Dave Armstrong
Gaita
Paul Leka
Paul Leka
Teclados
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Harry Chapin
Harry Chapin
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Paul Leka
Paul Leka
Produção

Letra

I was cramped into a coffee house pew
Two dollar coke in my hand
Listening to the music run
Through and out of a drowning man
Ten years ago I first heard him singing
To a screaming crazy crowd
Now there's thirteen loyal people
Trying to sound that loud
And I wonder as I watch him now
Why his songs don't turn me on
He got me into music
Where has the fragile magic gone?
And all the changes
Keep on changing
And the good old days
They say they're gone
Only wise men
And some new born fools
Say they know what's going on
But I sometimes think the difference is
Just in how I think and see
And the only changes going on
Are going on in me
There was you and Fifth avenue
Before there were lies
And all my hot blood schemes
And teenage dreams
Flashed before my eyes
I did not think I had a chance
You had to prove me wrong
It took a year and a half
Of tears and laughs
Before you moved along
And now these long years later
When I see you once again
I wonder what you saw in me
When you loved me way back then
There I was in you Air Force
Uncle Sam, you owned my brain
I tried to see myself as a sex mad savior
Sailing on a silver plane
I started out to do my duty
Ended up just doing time
What is it about you
My mother of a country
That makes so many change our minds
You had me on your honor roll
For your dream I would die
Now I would not even cross the street
To help you live a lie
Written by: Harry Chapin
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