Cliff Richard Album

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(Lyrics and music by Hank Marvin - 1971)

Butterflies danced on invisible strings
Showing wings they borrowed from a rainbow
And a blackbird on high sang a praise to the sky
While a light aeroplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain
Furry backed bees with a tireless drone
Never moan, they're happy to be working
And a grasshopper green could be heard but not seen
While a light aeroplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain
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Fly away, Peter, fly away, Paul, before there's nothing left to fly at all
Take to the sky, higher than high, before the silvery rain begins to fall
Nothing moves now but the swaying ripe corn
Not a dawn is greeted with a bird's song
There's a feather or two from a bird that once flew
Before a light aeroplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain
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(Instrumental break)
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Yesterday, today, forever

When did you becomethe topic of conversation,
When did you become this country's
popular myth
Seems that overnight you caught
everybody's attention
Everybody sings about you and your name
bounces off their lips

When did you become superstar of
this generation
And when did you become commercial property
Everybody's got their own sweet lord,
hear them sing
Looking here, looking there but they just don't
seem sweet

Were you a guru, a godly man,
Or where you a genius, the best in the land

I read in the paper that you were back in fashion
Amongst the famous men you were high on the list
Don't they realise that fashion's a passing fancy

The truth is yesterday, today, forever
you'll be staying
Yesterday, today, forever never wavering
you stated who you were and that will
never change
Like it or not you'll always be the same
Son of God

Like it or not, yesterday, today, forever (x6)
Yesterday, today, forever, like it or not

Mr. Businessman

Itemise the things you
covet as you squander
through your life.
Bigger cars, bigger
houses, term insurance
for your wife.
Tuesday evenings with your harlot,
and on Wednesdays it's
your sharlatan analyst,
he's high upon your list.
You got air conditioned
surmises and dark, disturbing doubts
about religion.
And you keep those cards
and letters going out.
And while your
secretary's tempting you
your morals are exepting
you from guilt and shame,
heaven knows
you're not to blame!

You better take care of
business, Mr. Businessman,
what's your plan?
Get down to business,
Mr. Businessman, if you can
before it's too late,
and they throw your life away.

Did you see your children
growing up today,
and did you hear the
music of their laughter
as they set about to play?
And did you smell the
fragrance of those roses
in your garden?
Did the morning sunlight
warm your soul and
brighten up your day?
Do you qualify to be
alive or is the limit
of your senses
so as only to survive?

Spending counterfeit
incentive, wasting
precious time and health.
Placing values on the
worthless, disregarding
priceless wealth.
Well, you can wheel and
deal the best of them
and steal it from the rest of them.
You know the score,
their ethics are a bore.
86 proof anesthetic crotches
brought you to the top
where the smiles are all synthetic
and the ulcers never stop
when they take that final inventory
yours will be the same
sad story everywhere -
noone will really care. Noone more lonely than
this rich important man.
Let's have your autograph
ENDORSE your epitaph!

You better take care...
................if you can!

Help it along

Some fine day we'll live
together, give together.
One fine day,
a time beyond our time.
Come that day we'll make
it if we're strong,
so help it along, help it along,
help it along.

Please don't laugh at me
when I tell you
I believe in love,
'cos it's still
the only thing that
there is too little of.
And it's a long time coming,
but come I'm sure it will
and just in time
the world will rhyme on
the far side of a hill.

On some fine......
....... help it along.

Amazing Grace

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will be my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we'd first begun.

Higher ground

My heart has no desire to
stay where doubts arise
and fears dismay.
Though we must dwell
where these are bound
I must go on to higher ground.

I want to scale the
utmost hight and catch
a gleam of glory bright.
For faith has caught
the joyful sound,
the song of life on higher ground.

Lord, lift me up
and let me stand my feet
on heaven's stable land.
Oh, greater plane
that I have found.
Oh, plant my feet on higher ground.

I'm treading on the
upward way, new hights
I'm gaining every day,
still praying as I'm homeward bound:
Oh, plant my feet on higher ground.

As I look around me I see the world
In a different light
Everything is changing and it happened
One night
Changing for the better and it starts
With you and me
So we’ll sing our song together and forever
We’ll be free

Sing a song of freedom
People together everybody sing
Sing a song of freedom each and everyman
People come together all across the land

If you’re looking for an answer
It’s very close hand
Just take a look around you and
Then you’ll understand
Clap your hands together and let
Me hear the sound
It’s the time for liberation so pass
The world around