Words & music by Paul Simon Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I know a man
Tom, get your plane right on time. I know your part'll go fine. Fly down to Mexico. Da-n-da-da-n-da-n-da-da and here I am, The only living boy in
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail. Yes I would. If I could, I surely would. I'd rather be a hammer than a nail. Yes I would. If I could, I surely
Words & music by Paul Simon In my little town I grew up believing God keeps His eye on us all And He used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to
I am just a poor boy. Though my story's seldom told, I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are ppromises All lies and
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song. I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for long Time hurries on. And the leaves that are green turn to brown
When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; I'm on your side. When times get rough And friends just can't be
I am a citizen of the planet I was born here I'm going to die here Come what may I am entitled by my birth To the treasures of the earth No one must be
Time it was, and what a time it was, it was A time of innocence, a time of confidences Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph Preserve your memories
Words & music by Paul Simon Time, time, time, see what's become of me While I looked around for my possibilities. I was so hard to please. but look around
CHORUS Cecilia, you're breaking my heart, You're shaking my confidence daily. Oh Cecilia, I'm down on m my knees, I'm begging you please to come home
Words & music by Paul Simon Someone told me It's all happening at the zoo. I do believe it I do believe it's true. Hum Hum Hum Hum It's a light and
A winter's day In a deep and dark December; I am alone, Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. I am
"Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together" "I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for
Words & music by Paul Simon Old friends, Old friends Sat on their park bench Like bookends. A newspaper blown though the grass Falls on the round toes
Words & music by Paul Simon Hey, Schoolgirl in the second row The teacher's lookin' over so I got to whisper way down low To say, "Who-bop-a-loo-chi
CHORUS Bye bye love Bye bye happiness Hello loneliness I think I'm gonna cry Bye bye love Bye bye sweet caress Hello emptiness I feel like I could
