Missing Links Volume 1

By michael nesmith

Flyin' down the highway, lookin' for a place to land.
Need to leave the speed in the city
And people comin', goin', there's no time to understand.
And i keep movin' down the road taking notes in a trembling hand

Asked sally to go with me but she made it very clear.
She said, "you've got your problems and i have mine tonight."

Up to the sunlit mountains, down by the silver sea,
Well, the tale is told from memory of a finely woven symphony.
Forever heard without a word to disturb it's melody.
Still i'd like to have someone along to share the air with me.

Oh, sally, why not come with me, you know i'd like be with you.
You can't be all that busy, you don't have that much to do.
And you know i'd like to be with you.

By michael nesmith

She walks around on brass rings that never touch her feet.
She speaks in conversations that never are complete.
And looking over past things that she has never done
She calls herself st. matthew, when she is on the run.

She stoops down to gather partly shattered men
And knows that when it's over it will start again.
Both the times she smiled it was a portrait of the sun.
She calls herself st. matthew, when she is on the run.

Part of it is loneliness and knowing how steal.
But most if it is weariness from standing up, trying not to kneel.

She discovered three new ways that she could help the dead.
Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she said.
Then standing in a landslide she suddenly becomes
A girl that's named st. matthew, when she is on the run.

Part of it is loneliness and knowing how steal.
But most if it is weariness from standing up, trying not to kneel.

She discovered three new ways that she could help the dead.
Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she said.
Then standing in a landslide she suddenly becomes
A girl that's named st. matthew, when she is on the run.

Riu riu chiu, la guarda ribera;
Dios guardo el lobo de nuestra cordera,
Dios guardo el lobo de neustra cordera.

El lobo rabioso la quiso morder,
Mas dios poderoso la supo defender;
Quisola hazer que no pudiese pecar,
Ni aun original esta virgen no tuviera.

Riu, riu chiu...

Este qu'es nacido es el gran monarca,
Christo patriarca de carne vestido;
Hemos redemido con se hazer chiquito,
Aunqu'era infinito, finito se hiziera.

Riu, riu chiu...



Translated:

River, roaring river, guard our homes in safety,
God has kept the black wolf from our lamb, our lady.
God has kept the black wolf from our lamb, our lady.

Raging mad to bite her, there the wolf did steal,
But our god almighty defended her with zeal.
Pure he wished to keep her so she could never sin,
That first sin of man never touched the virgin sainted.

River, roaring river...

He who's now begotten is our mighty monarch,
Christ, our holy father, in human flesh embodied.
He has brough atonement by being born so humble,
Though he is immortal, as mortal was created.

River, roaring river...

Come on in,
You sure look good to me.
Come on in,
I've learned how lonely i can be.

I guess we'll never know just what went wrong
You know it's been a whole year has passed us by and gone.
But we're back together now where we belong
So, baby, come on in.

Come on in,
I heard your footstep on the stair.
Come on in,
I'd know it anywhere.

Your old chair in the corner is justa sitting there waiting.
It's been a long time anticipating.
What a long time it's been.
So, baby, come on in.

Over and over i've told myself
I said, "son, you've got to lose these blues.
Get ready for the day when she'll walk in the door."
So i dusted off your housecoat and i polished up your shoes.

Come on in,
You know your welcome here.
Aw, come on in,
It's been a long, long year.

Now i know why i waited around
I wouldn't run around town, let them put me down.
I knew that if i waited i would win.
So, baby, come on in.

Come on in,
Come on in,
Aw, come in.

Seasons may change, we stay the same.
We always stay the same.
We always stay the same.

Winter brings snow, when no, no flowers grow.
They wait for the spring.
Yes, they wait 'til the spring.

In the spring, young men grow.
'til they're old enough to know,
Better.
Better.

Leaves have turned green, now spring has been
And gone
Summer's here.

The autumn trees swing to and fro.
Their leaves turn brown,
Now young men know
Better.
Better.

["just let me listen to that."]
Ev'ryone one feels good
And i knew they would.
It's been quite a good year.
It's been quite a good year.
It's been quite a good year.

Do not ask for love (prithee)


And is it so, once you thou art returning?
Hast thou lost thy way as once before?
I warned thee more than many times, thus would it be.
I shall not be thy refuge once more.

Thou makest me free then soon thou makest demands on me
And i am not thy love, thou workest in me slavery.
But i shan't hear thee as before.
I prithee, do not ask for love once more.

So go my way, and soon i shall go likewise.
And if thy path be high, then be mine low.
Behold my footsteps in the sand, but follow not.
For soon they shall be covered with snow.

Thou makest me free then soon thou makest demands on me
And i am not thy love, thou workest in me slavery.
But i shan't hear thee as before.
I prithee, do not ask for love once more.

I prithee, do not ask for love once more.

All the king's horse and all the king's men
They couldn't put my broken heart back together again.
I woke up this mornin' that this is what i found.
You had gone and left me,
Any you never even made a farewell sound.

All the king's horse and all the king's men
They couldn't put my broken heart back together again.
I asked my friends about you and this is what they said,
"she can live without you,
She's gonna find a man with money instead."


All the king's horse and all the king's men
They couldn't put my broken heart back together again.
Someday you will know, the meaning of a love that's true.
But when you find out i won't be around to share it with you.


All the king's horse and all the king's men
They couldn't put my broken heart back together again.
All the king's horse and all the king's men
They couldn't put my broken heart back together again.

By michael nesmith

All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage
Of a love bright as the sun.
Someone to understand them,
And you just may be the one.

All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take for granted
All the pleasures and the fun.
Someone to stand beside them
And you just may be the one.

I saw when you walked by
The lovelight in your eye
And i knew i must try
To win you more than just a friend,
I'm starting near the end,
And i go again.

All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage
Of a love bright as the sun.
Someone to stand beside them
And you just may be the one.
Someone to understand them,
And you just may be the one.



You just may be the one

By michael nesmith

All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage
Of the love bright as the sun.
Someone to understand them,
And you just may be the one.

All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take for granted
All the pleasures and the fun.
Someone to stand beside them
And you just may be the one.

I saw when you walked by
The love light in your eyes
I knew i must try
To win you more than as a friend,
I'm starting near the end,
And i go again.

All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage
Of the love bright as the sun.
Someone to stand beside them
And you just may be the one.
Someone to understand them,
And you just may be the one.

If i ever get to saginaw again,
A locale that's somewhat off the beaten track.
Get to see the girl i never saw again
Who must know why i have never ventured back.
We we young,
And so alive
And now i wonder if she'd cling to me,
Become my very own as she did then,
If i ever get to saginaw again.

If i ever get to saginaw again,
It won't be in spring with meadows turning green.
It won't be to tangle with the law again.
And it won't be with someone one only seventeen,
Who gave her love,
And made me hers.
And when you find the one you're dreaming of
Who thinks to ask, "how old is love?",
Not "when"
You may never get to saginaw again.

If i ever get to saginaw again
I will get to see son who bears my name.
And perhaps i'll quietly withdraw again
When i see the little man that he became.
And how i yearn
To watch him grow.
A father's love is maybe all it takes
To not repeat those sad mistakes of men
If i ever get to saginaw again