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Playlist of Harry Chapin

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    Harry Chapin - Cats in the Cradle

    5:03

    Harry Chapin - Cats in the Cradle

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    Harry Chapin - Full Concert - 10/21/78 - Capitol Theatre

    1:40:55

    Harry Chapin - Full Concert
    Recorded Live: 10/21/1978 - Capitol Theatre (Passaic, NJ)

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    Setlist:
    0:00:00 - Chevy Chase Introduction
    0:00:54 - Flowers Of Red (with Chevy Chase)
    0:06:32 - Stranger With The Melodies
    0:14:03 - W.O.L.D
    0:19:25 - Get On With It
    0:24:06 - Cats In The Cradle
    0:29:07 - Poor Damned Fool / I Wanna Learn A Love Song
    0:38:08 - Odd Job Man
    0:43:27 - Mail Order Annie
    0:47:41 - A Better Place To Be
    0:55:55 - Mr Tanner (with audience volunteers)
    1:03:51 - 30,000 Pounds Of Bananas
    1:15:44 - Taxi
    1:22:19 - Speech
    1:28:05 - You Are The Only Song / All My Lifes A Circle

    Personnel:
    Harry Chapin - vocals, guitar
    Chevy Chase - vocals on Flowers Of Red
    Audience Volunteers - vocals on Mr. Tanner

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    Harry Chapin - All 14 minutes of Taxi & Sequel

    13:36

    Live '80 Hamilton Canada
    I've added links on top to Harry's LP's I have on another one of my channels.

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    Harry Chapin - Taxi

    6:44

    The well famed, (I feel over-rated in-comparison to some of his other songs) Taxi, In original form

    The best live version I'm aware of:


    I saw Harry Chapin and his band perform this song live on The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson. The audience gave them a thunderous, standing ovation. Carson was so impressed he invited Chapin back the next night for an encore. One of the great story-song writers. -Reddalestew

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    It was raining hard in 'Frisco,
    I needed one more fare to make my night.
    A lady up ahead waved to flag me down,
    She got in at the light.

    Oh, where you going to, my lady blue,
    It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain.
    She just looked out the window, and said
    Sixteen Parkside Lane.

    Something about her was familiar
    I could swear I'd seen her face before,
    But she said, I'm sure you're mistaken
    And she didn't say anything more.

    It took a while, but she looked in the mirror,
    And she glanced at the license for my name.
    A smile seemed to come to her slowly,
    It was a sad smile, just the same.
    And she said, How are you Harry?
    I said, How are you Sue?
    Through the too many miles
    and the too little smiles
    I still remember you.

    It was somewhere in a fairy tale,
    I used to take her home in my car.
    We learned about love in the back of the Dodge,
    The lesson hadn't gone too far.
    You see, she was gonna be an actress,
    And I was gonna learn to fly.
    She took off to find the footlights,
    And I took off to find the sky.

    Oh, I've got something inside me,
    To drive a princess blind.
    There's a wild man, wizard,
    He's hiding in me, illuminating my mind.
    Oh, I've got something inside me,
    Not what my life's about,
    Cause I've been letting my outside tide me,
    Over 'till my time, runs out.

    Baby's so high that she's skying,
    Yes she's flying, afraid to fall.
    I'll tell you why baby's crying,
    Cause she's dying, aren't we all.

    There was not much more for us to talk about,
    Whatever we had once was gone.
    So I turned my cab into the driveway,
    Past the gate and the fine trimmed lawns.
    And she said we must get together,
    But I knew it'd never be arranged.
    And she handed me twenty dollars,
    For a two fifty fare, she said
    Harry, keep the change.
    Well another man might have been angry,
    And another man might have been hurt,
    But another man never would have let her go...
    I stashed the bill in my shirt.

    And she walked away in silence,
    It's strange, how you never know,
    But we'd both gotten what we'd asked for,
    Such a long, long time ago.

    You see, she was gonna be an actress
    And I was gonna learn to fly.
    She took off to find the footlights,
    And I took off for the sky.
    And here, she's acting happy,
    Inside her handsome home.
    And me, I'm flying in my taxi,
    Taking tips, and getting stoned,
    I go flying so high, when I'm stoned.

    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin - A Better Place to Be

    8:32

    It was an early morning bar room,
    And the place just opened up.
    And the little man come in so fast and
    Started at his cup.
    And the broad who served the whisky
    She was a big old friendly girl.
    And she tried to fight her empty nights
    By smilin' at the world.

    And she said Hey Bub, It's been awhile
    Since you been around.
    Where the hell you been hidin' ?
    And why you look so down ?

    But the little man just sat there like he'd never heard a sound.

    The waitress she gave out with a cough,
    And acting not the least put off,
    She spoke once again.

    She said, I don't want to bother you,
    Consider it's understood.
    I know I'm not no beauty queen,
    But I sure can listen good.

    And the little man took his drink in his hand
    And he raised it to his lips.
    He took a couple of sips.
    And he told the waitress this story.

    I am the midnight watchman down at Miller's Tool and Die.
    And I watch the metal rusting, and I watch the time go by.
    A week ago at the diner I stopped to get a bite.
    And this here lovely lady she sat two seats from my right.
    And Lord, Lord, Lord she was alright.

    Oh she was so damned beautiful that she'd warm a winter's frost.
    But she was long past lonely, and well nigh unto lost.
    Now I'm not much of a mover, or a pick-em-up easy guy,
    But I decided to glide on over, and give her one good try.
    And Lord, Lord, Lord she was worth a try.

    Tongued-tied like a school boy, I stammered out some words.
    But it did not really matter much, 'cause I don't think she heard.
    She just looked clear on through me to a space back in my head.
    And it shamed me into silence, as quietly she said,
    'If you want me to come with you, then that's all right with me.
    Cause I know I'm going nowhere, and anywhere's a better place to be.
    Anywhere's a better place to be.'

    I drove her to my boarding house, and I took her up to my room.
    And I went to turn on the only light to brighten up the gloom.
    But she said, 'Please leave the light off, Oh I don't mind the dark.'
    And as her clothes all tumbled 'round her, I could hear my heart.
    The moonlight shown upon her as she lay back in my bed.
    It was the kind of scene I only had imagined in my head.
    I just could not believe it, to think that she was real.
    And as I tried to tell her she said 'Shhh.. I know just how you feel.
    And if you want to come here with me, then that's all right with me.
    'Cause I've been oh so lonely, lovin' someone is a better way to be.
    anywhere's a better way to be.'

    The morning come so swiftly but I held her in my arms.
    But she slept like a baby, snug and safe from harm.
    I did not want to share her with the world or break the mood,
    So before she woke I went out and brought us both some food.

    I came back with my paper bag, to find out she was gone.
    She'd left a six word letter saying 'It's time that I moved on.'

    The waitress took a bar rag, and she wiped it across her eyes.
    And as she spoke her voice came out as something like a sigh.
    She said I wish that I was beautiful, or that you were halfway blind.
    And I wish I weren't so dog-gone fat, I wish that you were mine.
    And I wish that you'd come with me, when I leave for home.
    For we both know all about loneliness, and livin' all alone.

    And the little man,
    Looked at the empty glass in his hand.
    And he smiled a crooked grin,
    He said, I guess I'm out of gin.
    And know we both have been so lonely.
    And if you want me to come with you, then that's all right with me.
    'Cause I know I'm goin' nowhere and anywhere's a better place to be.

    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Cats In The Cradle-Harry Chapin

    3:49

    Cats In The Cradle-Harry Chapin

    My child arrived just the other day
    He came to the world in the usual way
    But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
    He learned to walk while I was away
    And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
    He'd say I'm gonna be like you dad
    You know I'm gonna be like you

    And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
    Little boy blue and the man on the moon
    When you comin' home dad?
    I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
    You know we'll have a good time then

    My son turned ten just the other day
    He said, Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play
    Can you teach me to throw, I said Not today
    I got a lot to do, he said, That's ok
    And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
    And said, I'm gonna be like him, yeah
    You know I'm gonna be like him

    And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
    Little boy blue and the man on the moon
    When you comin' home son?
    I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
    You know we'll have a good time then

    Well, he came home from college just the other day
    So much like a man I just had to say
    Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?
    He shook his head and said with a smile
    What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
    See you later, can I have them please?

    And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
    Little boy blue and the man on the moon
    When you comin' home son?
    I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
    You know we'll have a good time then

    I've long since retired, my son's moved away
    I called him up just the other day
    I said, I'd like to see you if you don't mind
    He said, I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time
    You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu
    But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad
    It's been sure nice talking to you

    And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
    He'd grown up just like me
    My boy was just like me

    And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
    Little boy blue and the man on the moon
    When you comin' home son?
    I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
    You know we'll have a good time then

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    Harry Chapin - W.O.L.D.

    5:17

    Hello honey it's me...
    What did you think when you heard me back on the radio... ?
    And what did the kids say when they knew it was their long - lost
    daddy-o....

    Remember how we'd listen to the radio
    And I said That's the place to be.
    And how I got that job as an FM jock
    The day you married me.
    It was 2 kids, and I was into AM rock
    But I just had to run around
    It's been 8 years since I left you babe
    Let me tell you 'bout what's gone down...

    I am the morning DJ... At W.O.L.D.
    Playin' all the hits for you... Wherever you may be.
    The bright good morning voice... Who is heard, but never seen!
    Feelin' all of 45.... Goin' on 15.

    The drinkin' I did on my last big gig...
    It made my voice go low
    They said that they like the young sound.......
    When they let me go.
    So I drifted on down to Tulsa Oklahoma
    To do me a late night talk show
    Now I've worked my way down home again
    Here to Boise Idaho.... That's how this business goes.

    I am the morning DJ... At W.O.L.D. !
    Playin' all the hits for you
    Wherever you may be
    The bright good morning voice... Who is heard but never seen.
    Feelin' all of 45..... Goin' on 15.

    I BEEN MAKIN' EXTRA MONEY DOIN' HIGH SCHOOL SOCK HOPS
    I'M A BIG-TIME GUEST EMCEE...
    YOU SHOULD HEAR ME TALKIN' TO THE LITTLE CHILDREN
    AND LISTEN WHAT THEY'RE SAYIN' TO ME!
    I GOT A SPOT ON THE TOP OF MY HEAD...
    JUST BEGGIN FOR A NEW TOUPEE
    AND A TIRE 'ROUND MY GUT FROM SITTIN' ON MY...
    BUT IT'S NEVER GONNA GO AWAY.......................................


    Sometimes I get this crazy dream
    And I just take off in my car
    But you can travel on ten thousand miles
    And still stay where you are
    I been thinkin' that maybe I should stop this jockeying
    And start that record store.
    Maybe I could even settle down....
    .... if you'd take me back once more.

    ...okay honey I see.
    I guess he's better than me...
    Sure girl, I understand.
    You don't have to worry, I'm such a happy man.

    wold WOLD wold WOLD wold WOL
    WOL WOL..

    WOLD D D

    I am the morning DJ..
    At KLBJ !
    Playin' all the hits for you
    Playin' 'em night and day!
    The bright good morning voice
    Who is heard but never seen...
    Oh! Feeling all of 45....
    .... Going on 16.

    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin: BETTER PLACE TO BE 81

    10:06

    REDONE WITHOUT BIRDS!
    From 1981 concert at Hamilton Place

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    Harry Chapin: MR TANNER 81

    5:36

    REDONE WITHOUT BIRDS!
    From 1981 concert at Hamilton Place

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    Harry Chapin - Mr. Tanner

    5:18

    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.


    /Lyrics From The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin Behind the Music

    44:05

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    Harry Chapin - Thirty Thousand Pounds of Bananas

    5:50

    One of his more-famous songs in it's original form, the version on Greatest Stories Live, which I've already uploaded, contains two alternative endings and a little info on them. The version on the bottom line encore collection contains the fourth, and my favorite, alternate ending, along with the other three, I'll upload that in a little while.

    It was just after dark when the truck started down
    the hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania.
    Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Carrying thirty thousand pounds (hit it Big John) of bananas.

    He was a young driver,
    just out on his second job.
    And he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits
    for everyone in that coal-scarred city
    where children play without despair
    in backyard slag-piles and folks manage to eat each day
    about thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Yes, just about thirty thousand pounds (scream it again, John) .

    He passed a sign that he should have seen,
    saying shift to low gear, a fifty dollar fine my friend.
    He was thinking perhaps about the warm-breathed woman
    who was waiting at the journey's end.
    He started down the two mile drop,
    the curving road that wound from the top of the hill.
    He was pushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.
    Just a few more miles to go,
    then he'd go home and have her ease his long, cramped day away.
    and the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Yes the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

    He was picking speed as the city spread its twinkling lights below him.
    But he paid no heed as the shivering thoughts of the nights
    delights went through him.
    His foot nudged the brakes to slow him down.
    But the pedal floored easy without a sound.
    He said Christ!
    It was funny how he had named the only man who could save him now.
    He was trapped inside a dead-end hellslide,
    riding on his fear-hunched back
    was every one of those yellow green
    I'm telling you thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

    He barely made the sweeping curve that led into the steepest grade.
    And he missed the thankful passing bus at ninety miles an hour.
    And he said God, make it a dream!
    as he rode his last ride down.
    And he said God, make it a dream!
    as he rode his last ride down.
    And he sideswiped nineteen neat parked cars,
    clipped off thirteen telephone poles,
    hit two houses, bruised eight trees,
    and Blue-Crossed seven people.
    it was then he lost his head,
    not to mention an arm or two before he stopped.
    And he slid for four hundred yards
    along the hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania.
    All those thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

    You know the man who told me about it on the bus,
    as it went up the hill out of Scranton, Pennsylvania,
    he shrugged his shoulders, he shook his head,
    and he said (and this is exactly what he said)
    Boy that sure must've been something.
    Just imagine thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of mashed bananas.
    Of bananas. Just bananas. Thirty thousand pounds.
    of Bananas. not no driver now. Just bananas!

    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin W.O.L.D.

    4:55

    Harry Chapin W.O.L.D. (WOLD)

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    Cats In The Cradle

    3:45

    I searched this song a few days ago and couldn't find any versions with the words on it so I decided to make one with the lyrics. Please send any request to jbmmt1224@yahoo.com and make the subject REQUEST.

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    Harry Chapin- I Wanna Learn a Love Song

    4:09

    Harry Chapin- I Wanna Learn a Love Song

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    Bruce Springsteen 1987 Harry Chapin Tribute: Remember When the Music

    7:24

    In 1987 a tribute concert in honor of Harry Chapin was held, celebrating his would be 45 birthday.

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    Harry Chapin - I Wanna Learn a Love Song

    4:27

    I come fresh from the street,
    fast on my feet, kind a lean and lazy;
    not much meat on my bones, and a whole lot alone,
    and more than a little bit crazy.
    The old six string was all I had
    to keep my belly still,
    and for each full hour lesson I gave
    I got a crisp ten dollar bill.

    She was married for seven years
    to a concrete castle king.
    She said she wanted to learn to play the guitar
    and to hear her children sing.
    So I'd show up about once a week
    in my faded tight-legged jeans
    with a backlog full of hobo stories
    and dilapidated dreams.

    She said, I wanna learn a love song full of happy things.
    She said, I wanna learn a love song; won't you let me hear you sing?
    She said, I wanna learn a love song, I wanna hear you play.
    She said, I wanna learn a love song before you go away.

    So I tried to teach her a couple of chords
    and an easy melody;
    but it always turned out she'd rather listen
    to my guitar and me.
    I could hear her old man laughing in the den,
    playing stud poker with the boys
    while I sang so soft in the living room,
    to scared to make much noise.
    I came one week and the den was dark
    and she met me at the door.
    And we sat on the couch and we sang and talked
    till I could not sing no more.
    The silence kept on building,
    her eyes grew much too wide;
    and I could her both of our heartbeats,
    but there was no place to hide.

    She said, I wanna learn a love song full of happy things.
    She said, I wanna learn a love song; won't you let me hear you sing?
    She said, I wanna learn a love song, I wanna hear you play.
    She said, I wanna learn a love song before you go away.


    Well, I guess you know what happened,
    God, I never been so clean.
    Yes, I feel like I'm working in a Hollywood movie
    or living out a good bad dream.
    And all them pinup girls in that tinsel world
    never touched me like she can;
    it took another man's wife in the real world life
    to make this boy a man.

    She said, I wanna learn a love song full of happy things.
    She said, I wanna learn a love song; won't you let me hear you sing?
    She said, I wanna learn a love song, I wanna hear you play.
    She said, I wanna learn a love song before you go away.
    I guess you know I stayed.

    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin - Taxi

    6:24

    1974 - PBS Soundstage. WTTW's Grainger Studio. Chicago, IL. Harry Chapin (1942-1981 vocal, guitar); John Wallace (bass, vocal); Ron Palmer (guitar); and Michael Masters (cello). Song was written by Harry Chapin. To learn more about Harry's life and legacy, please visit For more music: and

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    Harry Chapin ~ Any Old Kind Of Day

    4:45

    Any Old Kind Of Day by the late Harry Chapin - from 1972

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    Harry Chapin - Taxi

    6:17

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    Harry Chapin - All My Lifes a Circle

    5:38

    Harry Chapin - Rockpalast Live taped in Germany on April 12, 1977

    All my life's a circle, sunrise and sundown
    Moon rolls through the night-time till the daybreak comes around
    All my life's a circle I can't tell you why
    Seasons spinning round again, the years keep rolling by

    Seems like I've been here before, and I well remember when
    I've got a funny feeling that we'll all be together again
    No straight lines make up my life, all my roads are bends
    There's no clear-cut beginning and so far no dead ends

    I've found you a thousand times, I know you've done the same
    Then we lose each other, it's like a children's game
    If I find you here again the thought comes through my mind
    Life is like a circle, let's go round one more time

    Note: The syncronization was a bit off, so I fixed and re-uploaded this wonderful song.

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    Harry Chapin - Circle

    7:23

    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


    /Lyrics From The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Pat Benatar - The Harry Chapin tribute

    6:07

    For more news about Pat Benatar check out

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    Pat Benatar-Shooting Star

    4:21

    Harry Chapin tribute.

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    Harry Chapin - Sequel

    6:40

    So here she's actin' happy inside her handsome home
    And me, I'm flyin' in my taxi, takin' tips and gettin' stoned.

    I got into town a little early.
    Had eight hours to kill before the show.
    First I thought about heading up north of the bay
    Then I knew where I had to go.

    I thought about taking a limousine
    Or at least a fancy car.
    But I ended up taking a taxi
    'Cause that's how I got this far.

    You see, ten years ago it was the front seat
    Drivin' stoned and feelin' no pain.
    Now here I am straight and sittin' in the back
    Hitting Sixteen Parkside Lane.

    The driveway was the same as I remembered
    And a butler came and answered the door.
    He just shook his head when I asked for her
    And said She doesn't live here anymore.

    But he offered to give me the address
    That they were forwarding her letters to.
    I just took it and returned to the cabbie
    And said I got one more fare for you.

    And so we rolled back into the city
    Up to a five store old brownstone
    I rang the bell that had her name on the mailbox.
    The buzzer said somebody's home.

    And the look on her face as she opened the door
    Was like an old joke told by a friend.
    It'd taken ten more years but she'd found her smile
    And I watched the corners start to bend.

    And she said, How are you Harry?
    Haven't we played this scene before?
    I said It's so good to see you, Sue
    Had to play it out just once more.
    Play it out just once more.

    She said I've heard you flying high on my radio
    I answered It's not all it seems
    That's when she laughed and she said, It's better sometimes
    When we don't get to touch our dreams.

    That's when I asked her where was that actress
    She said That was somebody else
    And then I asked her why she looked so happy now
    She said I finally like myself, at last I like myself.

    So we talked all through that afternoon
    Talking about where we'd been
    We talked of the tiny difference
    Between ending and starting to begin.
    We talked because talking tells you things
    Like what you really are thinking about.
    But sometimes you can't find what you're feeling
    Till all the word run out.

    So I asked her to come to the concert.
    She said No, I work at night.
    I said, We've gotten too damn good at leaving, Sue
    She said, Harry, you're right.

    Don't ask me if I made love to her
    Or which one of us started to cry
    Don't ask me why she wouldn't take the money that I left
    If I answered at all I'd lie.

    So I thought about her as I sang that night
    And how the circle keeps rolling around.
    How I act as I'm facing the footlights
    And how she's flying with both feet on the ground.

    I guess it's a sequel to our story
    From the journey 'tween heaven and hell
    With half the time thinking of what might have been
    and half thinkin' just as well.

    I guess only time will tell.


    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin - Stranger With The Melodies - 10/21/1978 - Capitol Theatre

    7:32

    Harry Chapin - Stranger With The Melodies
    Recorded Live: 10/21/1978 - Capitol Theatre - Passaic, NJ
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    Personnel:
    Harry Chapin - vocals, guitar
    Chevy Chase - vocals on Flowers Of Red
    Audience Volunteers - vocals on Mr. Tanner

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    Harry Chapin W.O.L.D. original with sad ending.

    5:01

    Harrys W.O.L.D. original and best, slideshow with music track.

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    Harry Chapin - They Call Her Easy

    6:12

    They call her easy from the last concert dvd.

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    Harry Chapin - Shooting Star

    4:09

    He was crazy of course
    From the first she must have known it
    But still she went on with him
    And she never once had shown it
    And she took him off the street
    And she dried his tears of grieving
    She listened to his visions
    She believed in his believe-ins

    Oh, he was the sun burning bright and brittle
    And she was the moon shining back his light a little
    He was a shooting star
    She was softer and more slowly
    He could not make things possible
    But, she could make them holy

    He was dancing to some music
    No one else had ever heard
    He'd speak in unknown languages
    She would translate every word
    And then when the world was laughing
    At his castles in the sky
    She'd hold him in her body
    Till he once again could fly

    Oh, he was the sun burning bright and brittle
    And she was the moon shining back his light a little
    He was a shooting star
    She was softer and more slowly
    He could not make things possible
    But, she could make them holy

    Well, she gave him a daughter
    And she gave him a son
    She was a mother, and a wife,
    And a lover when the day was done
    He was too far gone for giving love
    What he offered in its stead
    Was the knowledge she was the only thing
    That was not in his head

    He took off East one morning
    Towards the rising sun's red glow
    She knew he was going nowhere
    But of course she let him go
    And as she stood and watched him dwindle
    Much too empty to be sad
    He reappeared beside her saying,
    You're all I've ever had

    Oh, he was the sun burning bright and brittle
    And she was the moon shining back his light a little
    He was a shooting star
    She was softer and more slowly
    He could not make things possible
    But, she could make them holy
    Holy

    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin - 30,000 Pounds Of Bananas - 10/21/1978 - Capitol Theatre

    11:54

    Harry Chapin - 30,000 Pounds Of Bananas
    Recorded Live: 10/21/1978 - Capitol Theatre - Passaic, NJ
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    Personnel:
    Harry Chapin - vocals, guitar
    Chevy Chase - vocals on Flowers Of Red
    Audience Volunteers - vocals on Mr. Tanner

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    Harry Chapin - Fall in Love With Him

    3:55

    It's just no good--
    (Fall in love with him)
    You know that you should
    (Fall in love with him)
    I wish that you would
    (Fall in love with him)
    If only you could
    (Fall in love with him).

    More than my friend he's been my brother
    He's said to me he's dreamed you'd be his wife,
    When I think of you it's as just another lover
    It's a simple choice of how you see your life.

    A singer's just another traveling salesman
    Another night, another town to sell my wares,
    And the times that you'd be riding the excitement
    Won't make up for times when no one would be there.

    He's an open book--Why don't you read him?
    He's already hooked--Why don't you lead him?
    Take a look--You just might need him someday
    In some way.
    I'm the medicine man--I've started to mumble
    A tight-rope walker--I've started to stumble.
    Humpty Dumpty already tumbled down

    Haven't you found
    It's just no good--
    (Fall in love with him)
    You know that you should
    (Fall in love with him)
    I wish that you would
    (Fall in love with him)
    If only you could
    (Fall in love with him).

    You know I never thought I'd ever hear me saying this
    Turning down a chance for touching something fine,
    But I'd rather have you happy and completely his
    Then have you waiting for me when I find the time.

    He's an open book--Why don't you read him?
    He's already hooked--Why don't you lead him?
    Take a look--You just might need him someday
    In some way.
    And I'm the medicine man--I've started to mumble
    A tight-rope walker--I've started to stumble.

    Humpty Dumpty already tumbled down

    Haven't you found
    It's just no good--
    (Fall in love with him)
    You know that you should
    (Fall in love with him)
    I wish that you would
    (Fall in love with him)
    If only you could
    (Fall in love with him).

    (Fall in love with him)
    You know that you could
    (Fall in love with him)
    I wish that you would
    (Fall in love with him)
    If only you could
    (Fall in love with him)
    It's just no good
    (Fall in love with him)
    You know that you should.

    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    harry chapin i wonder what happened to him

    4:28

    great song from harry

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    Harry Chapin - Flowers Are Red

    4:31

    The little boy went first day of school
    He got some crayons and started to draw
    He put colors all over the paper
    For colors was what he saw
    And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
    I'm paintin' flowers he said
    She said... It's not the time for art young man
    And anyway flowers are green and red
    There's a time for everything young man
    And a way it should be done
    You've got to show concern for everyone else
    For you're not the only one

    And she said...
    Flowers are red young man
    Green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than they way they always have been seen

    But the little boy said...
    There are so many colors in the rainbow
    So many colors in the morning sun
    So many colors in the flower and I see every one

    Well the teacher said.. You're sassy
    There's ways that things should be
    And you'll paint flowers the way they are
    So repeat after me.....

    And she said...
    Flowers are red young man
    Green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than they way they always have been seen

    But the little boy said...
    There are so many colors in the rainbow
    So many colors in the morning sun
    So many colors in the flower and I see every one

    The teacher put him in a corner
    She said.. It's for your own good..
    And you won't come out 'til you get it right
    And are responding like you should
    Well finally he got lonely
    Frightened thoughts filled his head
    And he went up to the teacher
    And this is what he said.. and he said

    Flowers are red, green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than the way they always have been seen

    Time went by like it always does
    And they moved to another town
    And the little boy went to another school
    And this is what he found
    The teacher there was smilin'
    She said...Painting should be fun
    And there are so many colors in a flower
    So let's use every one

    But that little boy painted flowers
    In neat rows of green and red
    And when the teacher asked him why
    This is what he said.. and he said

    Flowers are red, green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than the way they always have been seen.

    /Lyrics from The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin - Live 77 Rockpalast Concert

    1:29:42

    Shooting Star
    W*O*L*D 04:50
    Mr. Tanner 10:50
    Dance Band on the Titanic 16:28
    Taxi 22:20
    Six-String Orchestra 29:20
    Corey's Coming 33:49
    Blues Man 42:25
    Mail Order Annie 51:29
    30,000 Pounds of Bananas 59:20
    Cat's in the Cradle 1:06:18
    Circle 1:12:00
    Odd Job Man 1:19:20
    I Wanna Learn a Love Song 1:24:17

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    Harry Chapin - Dreams Go By

    4:55

    There you stand in your dungarees
    Looking all grown up and so very pleased
    When you write your poems they have so much to say
    When you speak your dreams it takes my breath away


    You know I want to be a ball player
    A regular slugging fool
    But both our dreams must wait awhile
    Until we finish school


    And so you and I
    We'll watch our years go by
    We'll watch our sweet dreams fly
    Far away, but maybe someday


    I don't know when
    But we will dream again
    And we'll be happy then
    Till our time just drifts away


    There you stand in your wedding dress
    You're so beautiful that I must confess
    I'm so proud you have chosen me
    When a doctor is what you want to be


    You know I want to be a painter, girl
    A real artistic snob
    But I guess we'll have our children first
    You'll make a home, I'll get a job


    Listen to the seasons passing
    Listen to the wind blow
    Listen to the children laughing
    Where do broken dreams go?


    There you stand in your tailored suit
    So many years gone by, but your're still so cute
    We take the car to go and meet the bus
    When our grandchildren come to visit us


    You say you should have been a ballerina, babe
    There are songs I should have sung
    But I guess our dreams have come and gone
    You gotta dream when you are young


    And so you and I
    We'll watch our years go by
    We'll watch our sweet dreams fly
    Far away, but maybe someday


    I don't know when
    But we will dream again
    And we'll be happy then
    Till our time just drifts away



    /Lyrics From The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    Harry Chapin - 30,000 Pounds of Bananas

    11:29

    It was just after dark when the truck started down
    the hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania.
    Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Carrying thirty thousand pounds (hit it Big John) of bananas.

    He was a young driver,
    just out on his second job.
    And he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits
    for everyone in that coal-scarred city
    where children play without despair
    in backyard slag-piles and folks manage to eat each day
    about thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Yes, just about thirty thousand pounds (scream it again, John) .

    He passed a sign that he should have seen,
    saying shift to low gear, a fifty dollar fine my friend.
    He was thinking perhaps about the warm-breathed woman
    who was waiting at the journey's end.
    He started down the two mile drop,
    the curving road that wound from the top of the hill.
    He was pushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.
    Just a few more miles to go,
    then he'd go home and have her ease his long, cramped day away.
    and the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Yes the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

    He was picking speed as the city spread its twinkling lights below him.
    But he paid no heed as the shivering thoughts of the nights
    delights went through him.
    His foot nudged the brakes to slow him down.
    But the pedal floored easy without a sound.
    He said Christ!
    It was funny how he had named the only man who could save him now.
    He was trapped inside a dead-end hellslide,
    riding on his fear-hunched back
    was every one of those yellow green
    I'm telling you thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

    He barely made the sweeping curve that led into the steepest grade.
    And he missed the thankful passing bus at ninety miles an hour.
    And he said God, make it a dream!
    as he rode his last ride down.
    And he said God, make it a dream!
    as he rode his last ride down.
    And he sideswiped nineteen neat parked cars,
    clipped off thirteen telephone poles,
    hit two houses, bruised eight trees,
    and Blue-Crossed seven people.
    it was then he lost his head,
    not to mention an arm or two before he stopped.
    And he slid for four hundred yards
    along the hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania.
    All those thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

    From Greatest Stories Live: Ending #1

    Yes, we have no bananas,
    We have no bananas today
    (Spoken: And if that wasn't enough)
    Yes, we have no bananas,
    Bananas in Scranton, P A

    From Greatest Stories Live: Ending #2:

    A woman walks into her room where her child lies sleeping,
    and when she sees his eyes are closed,
    she sits there, silently weeping,
    and though she lives in Scranton, Pennsylvania
    She never ever eats ... Bananas
    Not one of thirty thousand pounds .... of bananas

    From Greatest Stories Live: Ending #3 (original ending):

    You know the man who told me about it on the bus,
    as it went up the hill out of Scranton, Pennsylvania,
    he shrugged his shoulders, he shook his head,
    and he said (and this is exactly what he said)
    Boy that sure must've been something.
    Just imagine thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
    Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of mashed bananas.
    Of bananas. Just bananas. Thirty thousand pounds.
    of Bananas. not no driver now. Just bananas!

    /Lyrics From The Harry Chapin Archive at Harrychapin.com\

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    How to play Taxi, by Harry Chapin

    35:04

    Actual song lesson starts: 02:05
    ACTUAL SONG COVER STARTS: 27:05

    This is a video lesson on how to play Taxi, by Harry Chapin. This is probably the toughest tutorial I've done so far, for explaining as well as for playing! Love you all :) For educational purpose only.

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    Harry Chapin - Six String Orchestra

    4:16

    Harry Chapin sings Six String Orchestra for Rockpalast

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    Harry Chapin - Remember When

    1:6:40

    With personal commentary by Harry's children Jen and Josh as well as his widow Sandy Chapin.
    Taxi 00:00
    Mr. Tanner 07:00
    I Wanna Learn a Love Song 12:24
    Song For Myself 17:00
    W*O*L*D 23:51
    Story of a Life 28:51
    A Better Place To Be 37:26
    Dancing Boy 47:17
    Story of a Life 52:07
    Cat's in the Cradle 57:25
    Circle 1:02:14

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    Dilana - Cats in the Cradle - Harry Chapin - Episode 20 -

    4:07

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    Harry Chapin-Cats In The Cradle HD 1080p

    3:49

    Cat's in the Cradle é uma canção folk rock gravada em 1974, por Harry Chapin, fazendo parte do álbum Verities & Balderdash. O single liderou a Billboard Hot 100 em dezembro de 1974. Foi a única canção de grande sucesso feita por Chapin, tornou-se o seu trabalho mais conhecido e um marco para o folk rock. A gravação da música de Chapin foi indicada ao Grammy Award de 1975 na categoria Melhor Performance Vocal Pop Masculina e foi introduzida no Grammy Hall of Fame em 2011.

    A letra da música começou como um poema escrito pela esposa de Harry, Sandra Gaston. O próprio poema foi inspirado pela relação desajeitada entre seu primeiro marido, James Cashmore, e seu pai, John, um político que serviu como presidente do bairro do Brooklyn. Ela também foi inspirada por uma música country que ela ouviu no rádio. Chapin também disse que a música era sobre seu próprio relacionamento com seu filho, Josh, admitindo: Francamente, essa música me assusta até a morte

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    Harry Chapin CATS IN THE CRADLE Easy Strumming Guitar Lesson EricBlackmonMusicHD

    6:37


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    Steve Chapin Band, Taxi live in Connecticut, March 29, 2014

    6:37

    This is a video of the Steve Chapin Band performing the Harry Chapin song Taxi live at the Bread Box Theater in Willimantic, CT, on March 29, 2014. Featuring former Harry Chapin band members Howard Fields on drums and Big John Wallace on bass as well as Steve's son Jonathan Chapin on guitar. The show was for charity, benefiting the Covenant Soup Kitchen.

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    Mr. Tanner New York Times Article that inspired Harry Chapin

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    Mr. Tanner New York Times Article Feb 17, 1972 pg. 32

    This is the news article that Harry Chapin read to inspire his beloved song Mr. Tanner

    Martin Tanner, a bass baritone who came to Town Hall on Tuesday night to give his second New York recital, performed songs by Beethoven, Schubert, Vaughan Williams, Britten and others. He was accompanied on the piano by Mitchell Andrews.

    Mr. Tanner's voice seemed quite limited in amplitude, range and flexibility, and it was probably because of this that his interpretations lacked force and strong communicative power.

    He was well prepared and sang conscientiously, but the results were not up to generally accepted levels of professional accomplishment.
    Allen Hughes

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    Saturday Morning - Tom Chapin - Harry Chapin Greatest Stories Live

    3:01

    One of my favorite songs from Harry Chapin's brother Tom Chapin recorded live in 1976.

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    Harry Chapin - 2-4 Talking about The Smoker and Burning Herself live

    10:00

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    Harry Chapin - Dancin Boy

    4:48

    Harry performing the song Dancin' Boy from the 1978 album, Living Room Suite. Also includes a little introduction and background info on the song by his son Josh Chapin. Enjoy!

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    Harry Chapin - Taxi - live November 1977

    6:28

    Recorded live at Fordham University, November 1977.

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    JUDY COLLINS, Kingston Trio, Mary Travers - All My LIfes A Circle 1982

    6:04

    Judy Collins joins a stellar group of musicians who first made it big in the 1960s folk music revival era. Included in this 1982 sing-along of the Harry Chapin song Circle are Mary Travers, John Sebastian, Tom Paxton, The Limelighters, The Kingston Trio and others.

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    Cats In the Cradle - Harry Chapin / Ugly Kid Joe - Acoustic Guitar Cover - How To Play

    1:16

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