Song Book

Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the album jump up

What happened here
As the new york sunset disappeared
I found an empty garden among the flagstones there
Who lived here
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
And now it all looks strange
It's funny how one insect can damage so much grain

And what's it for
This little empty garden by the brownstone door
And in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more
Who lived here
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
And we are so amazed we're crippled and we're dazed
A gardener like that one no one can replace


And i've been knocking but no one answers
And i've been knocking most all the day
Oh and i've been calling oh hey hey johnny
Can't you come out to play


And through their tears
Some say he farmed his best in younger years
But he'd have said that roots grow stronger if only he could hear
Who lived there
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
Now we pray for rain, and with every drop that falls
We hear, we hear your name


Johnny can't you come out to play in your empty garden

Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the soundtrack friends


I hope the day will be a lighter highway
For friends are found on every road
Can you ever think of any better way
For the lost and weary travellers to go

Making friends for the world to see
Let the people know you got what you need
With a friend at hand you will see the light
If your friends are there then everything's all right


It seems to me a crime that we should age
These fragile times should never slip us by
A time you never can or shall erase
As friends together watch their childhood fly

Written by jean-paul dreau and gary osborne
Available on the album the fox

They must have loved each other once
But that was many years ago
And by the time i came along
Things were already going wrong
I felt the pain in their pretence
The side they tried hard not to show
But through the simple eyes of youth
It wasn't hard to see the truth

And in the end nobody wins
When love begins to fall apart
And it's the innocent who pay
When broken dreams get in the way
The game begins, the game nobody wins


They must have loved each other once
Before the magic slipped away
And as their life became a lie
What love remained began to die
I used to hide beneath the sheets
I prayed that time would find a way
But with the passing of the years
I watched as laughter turned to tears


We used to love each other once
With all the passion we possessed
But people change as time goes by
Some feelings grow while others die
But if we learn from what we see
And face the truth while we still can
Then though the passion may be gone
Some kind of love can still live on

Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the album madman across the water

Blue jean baby, l.a. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for god
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad


Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums


But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When i say softly, slowly


Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today


Blue jean baby, l.a. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the album empty sky

Look up little brother
Can you see the clover
No not over there
A little bit left and over there

Now look and see the lilac tree
The lily pond, the skylark's song
The open air but no one cares
If branches live and die out there


Remember when you were nine
And i was ten
We would run into the woods
No we never will again


And lady, what's tomorrow
What's tomorrow anyway
If it's not the same as now
It's the same as yesterday


Yes lady, what's tomorrow
Will it be the same as now
Will the farmer push the pen
Will the writer pull the plough


Look up little brother
Can you see the clover
Oh sorry but it's over
Now there's concrete and no clover

Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the album don't shoot me i'm only the piano player

I heard from a friend you'd been messing around
With a cute little thing i'd been dating uptown
Well i don't know if i like that idea much
Well you'd better stay clear i might start acting rough

You out of town guys sure think you're real keen
Think all of us boys are homespun and green
But that's wrong my friend so get this through your head
We're tough and we're texan with necks good and red


So it's ki yi yippie yi yi
You long hairs are sure gonna die
Our american home was clean till you came
And kids still respected the president's name


And the eagle still flew in the sky
Hearts filled with national pride
Then you came along with your drug-crazy songs
Goddamit you're all gonna die


How dare you sit there and drink all our beer
Oh it's made for us workers who sweat spit and swear
The minds of our daughters are poisoned by you
With your communistic politics and them negro blues


Well i'm gonna quit talking and take action now
Run all of you fairies clean out of this town
Oh i'm dog tired of watching you mess up our lives
Spending the summertime naturally high

Duet with george michael
Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the album ice on fire

There are ladies, illegal x's
Mona lisa's, well connected
They may be shady, english roses
Blue blooded, turned up noses

Money talks, see what it catches
Postage paid, no strings attached
She's a honey, she's a tramp
Roaring twenties, molls and vamps


Wrap her up, i'll take her home with me
Wrap her up, she is all i need
Wrap her up, i only get one chance
Beasts and beauties, but they all can dance


Wrap her up, i'll taker her home with me
Wrap her up, she is all i need
Wrap her up
Give her to me, wrap her up


Is she foreign, legs eleven
Italian girls, take me to heaven
You pretty babies, from paris, france
Crazy horses, love to dance

Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the album the fox

Remember belgium and the brussels museum
Where we piled on the front steps like stray cavaliers
Our code of living meant little to others
The few francs we saved bought some cheap souvenirs

But the red lights where the catfights make it just like belgium
See us face down on the floor of another cheap barroom
Streetwalkers sweet talk you out of your spare change
And your sweet madame makes it seem just like belgium


Just like a hustler when they look attractive
It's nothing more than a slap on the back
The price tag of being just a little bit different
The first rule to learn is to keep your own distance