Kris Kristofferson & Rita Coolidge – Please don’t tell me how the story ends (1978).
Lyrics: American retired country singer, songwriter and actor Kris Kristofferson. Vocals:Kris Kristofferson and his former wife and American recording artist Ms Rita Coolidge.
Please don’t tell me how the story ends.
This may be our last goodnight together. We may never pass this way again. Just let me enjoy it ’till its over, Or forever. Please don’t tell me how the story ends. See the way our shadows come together, Softer than your fingers on my skin. Someday this may be all, we’ll remember. Of each other. Please don’t tell me how the story ends. Never’s just the echo of forever, Lonesome as the love that might have been. Let me go on loving and believing, ‘Till it’s over babe. Don’t tell me how the story ends Please don’t tell me how the story ends.
It was a pleasant, warm evening in Nowlan Park Co. Kilkenny, yesterday May 12th for the arrival of American rock singer, songwriter, and guitarist the great Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen. Despite Met Éireann warning of continuous heavy showers; a dirty looking sky containing cumulonimbus and other cloud formations, failed to materialise; dared to do so by an estimated and welcoming 40,000 fans.
Springsteen and his E Street band (or should I be more accurate “his magnificent and talented E Street orchestra”), took the opportunity yesterday to pay tribute to a recently departed Irish and Tipperary talent, which he had visited in person just last year. In the knowledge, that over 25,000 thousand Tipperary fans were present, Springsteen and his E Street band of musicians remembered Shane MacGowan, by opening their outstanding three hour and fifteen minute performance, with that heart-wrecking 1986 MacGowan and Pogues classic “A Rainy Night in Soho.”
On hearing of Shane MacGowan’s death; Springsteen had announced on social media, stating; “Over here on E Street, we are heartbroken over the death of Shane MacGowan. Shane was one of my all-time favourite writers. The passion and deep intensity of his music and lyrics is unmatched by all but the very best in the rock and roll canon. I was fortunate to spend a little time with Shane and his lovely wife Victoria the last time we were in Dublin. He was very ill, but still beautifully present in his heart and spirit. His music is timeless and eternal. I don’t know about the rest of us, but they’ll be singing Shane’s songs 100 years from now”.
A Rainy Night in Soho.
Lyrics:Shane MacGowan. Vocals:Bruce Springsteen and his E Street band.
A Rainy Night in Soho.
I’ve been loving you a long time, Down all the years, down all the days, And I’ve cried for all your troubles, Smiled at your funny little ways. We watched our friends grow up together, And we saw them as they fell, Some of them fell into Heaven, Some of them fell into Hell, I took shelter from a shower, And I stepped into your arms, On a rainy night in Soho, The wind was whistling all its charms. I sang you all my sorrows, You told me all your joys. Whatever happened to that old song? To all those little girls and boys.
Sometimes I’d wake up in the morning, The ginger lady by my bed, Covered in a cloak of silence, I’d hear you talking in my head. I’m was not singing for the future, And I’m not dreaming of the past, I’m not talking of the first times, I never think about the last. Now the song is nearly over, We may never find out what it means, Still there’s a light I hold before me, You’re the measure of my dreams. The measure of my dreams.
Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen, the well known and much loved American rock singer, songwriter, and guitarist, (nicknamed “The Boss), arrives in Kilkenny city, Co. Kilkenny to perform this evening. Hereunder is a taste of what his many fans can expect.
The River.
Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen. Vocals:Bruce Springsteen and E Street Band. (Recorded 1979).
The River.
(In his 2016 autobiography Springsteen confirmed that he wrote the above song as a tribute to his sister and his brother-in-law.)
I come from down in the valley, Where, mister, when you’re young, They bring you up to do like your daddy done. Me and Mary we met in high school, When she was just seventeen, We’d drive out of this valley, Down to where the fields were green. We’d go down to the river, And into the river we’d dive. Oh, down to the river we’d ride. Then I got Mary pregnant, And man, that was all she wrote, And for my nineteenth birthday, I got a union card and a wedding coat. We went down to the courthouse, And the judge put it all to rest. No wedding day smiles, no walk down the aisle, No flowers, no wedding dress. That night we went down to the river, And into the river we’d dive, Oh, down to the river we‘d ride. I got a job working construction, For the Johnstown Company, But lately there ain’t been no work, On account of the economy. Now all them things that seemed so important, Well mister they vanished right into the air, Now I just act like I don’t remember, And Mary acts like she don’t care. But I remember us riding in my brother’s car, Her body tan and wet, down at the reservoir, At night on those banks I’d lie awake. And pull her close just to feel each breath she’d take. Now those memories come back to haunt me. They haunt me like a curse, Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true, Or is it something worse, That sends me down to the river, Though I know the river is dry, That sends me down to the river tonight, Down to the river. My baby and I, Oh, down to the river we ride-ide. Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.
Lyrics: Songwriters David Foster, Carole Bayer Sager, Tony Renis and Alberto Testa. Vocals: Italian tenor Andrea Bocelli and Canadian singer Céline Marie Claudette Dion.
The Prayer.
I pray you’ll be our eyes, and watch us where we go, And help us to be wise in times when we don’t know. Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way. Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace, To a place where we’ll be safe. La luce che tu hai, I pray we’ll find your light. Nel cuore resterà, And hold it in our hearts, A ricordarci che, When stars go out each night, L’eterna stella sei, Nella mia preghiera, Let this be our prayer, Quanta fede c’è When shadows fill our day, Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace. Give us faith so we’ll be safe. * Sogniamo un mondo senza più violenza, Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza, Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino, Simbolo di pace, di fraternità, La forza che ci dà. We ask that life be kind, È il desiderio che. And watch us from above. Ognuno trovi amor, We hope each soul will find, Intorno e dentro sé, Another soul to love. Let this be our prayer, let this be our prayer, Just like every child, just like every child. Need to find a place. Guide us with your grace. Give us faith so we’ll be safe. È la fede che, Hai acceso in noi, Sento che ci salvera.
END.
*Translation:We dream of a world without more violence, A world of justice and hope, Let each one shake hands with his neighbor, Symbol of peace, brotherhood, The strength it gives us.
Vocals: English soft rock singer Chris Ward Norman, former lead singer with the English rock band ‘Smokie’. Lyrics: Songwriter, guitarist, rock singer Chris Ward Norman
Still in Love with You.
I get the same old feeling, Whenever I’m with you. What else can I do, I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I’m still in love with you, ooh.
I get the same old yearning, When you were by my side, A feeling I can’t hide. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. Oh baby, I can’t help it, I’m still in love with you.
No one thrills me like you do. No one hurts as much as you. (In a long and lonely night) Well I wake up calling out your name, Since you’re gone babe, Nothing seems the same, No, no.
Nothing seems the same, baby. I can’t help it. I can’t help it, I’m still in love with you. Why don’t you listen to what I say now, No one thrills me like you do. No one hurts as much as you. (In a long and lonely night) Oh I wake up calling out your name, You know since you’ve gone, Babe, Nothing seems the same, believe me darling. Ooh, ooh.
I get the same old feeling, Whenever I’m with you. What am I, what am I, gonna do. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. Oh baby, I can’t help it. I’m still in love with you. (Same old feeling) You know I’m still in love with you. (Same old feeling) Baby, baby, baby. (Same old feeling) You know I’m still in love, still in love with you. END
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