Discography

For Everyman

For inwardly panoramic songwriting of an apocalyptic bent, Jackson Browne's second album is rivaled only by his first (the second one wins), and Jackson himself is rivaled by nobody. Brilliantly conceived, imcoparably immediate, For Everyman truly earns its title. (RS 148)

Janet Maslin, Rolling Stone, November 22, 1973

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The title track of Jackson Browne's second album, For Everyman, was a response to the escapist vision of Crosby, Stills and Nash's Wooden Ships. As violence, fear and paranoia overtook Sixties utopianism, Wooden Ships imagined a kind of hipster exodus by sea from a straight world teetering on the edge of apocalypse.
Browne wasn't giving up so easily. Browne sings in his characteristic long, fluid lines: "Everybody I talk to is ready to leave with the light of the morning/They've seen the end coming down long enough to believe that they've heard their last warming.../But all my fine dreams, well-thought-out schemes to gain the motherland/Have all eventually come down to waiting for everyman." Deliverance must come for everyone, Browne insisted, not just hippie troubadours.
Browne is still searching for his true voice on For Everyman. He was testing his various talents with obvious joy, because, like his audience, he was just discovering them. (RS 818)

Anthony DeCurtis, Rolling Stone, 2000

  • 1. TAKE IT EASY
    Well Im runnin down the road tryin to loosen my load
    Ive got seven women on my mind
    Four that want to own me, two that want to stone me
    One says shes a friend of mine

    Take it easy, take it easy
    Dont let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy
    Lighten up while you still can
    Dont even try to understand
    Just find a place to make your stand
    And take it easy

    Standin on the corner in Winslow, Arizona
    With such a fine sight to see
    Its a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed Ford
    Slowin down to take a look at me

    Come on baby, dont say maybe
    Ive got to know if your sweet loves gonna save me
    We may lose and we may win
    But we will never be here again
    Open up, Im climbin in
    To take it easy

    Well Im a-runnin down the road tryin to loosen my load
    Got a world of trouble on my mind
    I lookin for a lover who wont blow my cover
    Shes just a little hard to find

    Take it easy, take it easy
    Dont let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy
    Come on baby, dont say maybe
    Gotta know if your sweet loves gonna save me

    Words and music by Jackson Browne and Glen Frey
    Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 2. OUR LADY OF THE WELL
    It is a dance we do in silence
    Far below this morning sun
    You in your life, me in mine
    We have begun
    Here we stand and without speaking
    Draw the water from the well
    And stare beyond the plains
    To where the mountains lie so still

    But it's a long way that I have come
    Across the sand to find this peace among your people in the sun
    Where the families work the land as they have always done
    Oh it's so far the other way my country's gone

    Across my home has grown the shadow
    Of a cruel and senseless hand
    Though in some strong hearts
    The love and truth remain
    And it has taken me this distance
    And a woman's smile to learn
    That my heart remains among them
    And to them I must return

    But it's a long way that I have come
    Across the sand to find you here among these people in the sun
    Where your children will be born
    You'll watch them as they run
    Oh it's so far the other way my life has gone

    If you look for me, Maria
    You will find me in the shade
    Wide awake or in a dream
    It's hard to tell
    If you come to me, Maria
    I will show you what I've made
    It's a picture for our lady of the well

    Words & music by Jackson Browne
    Open Window Music ASCAP
  • 3. COLORS OF THE SUN
    Colors of the sun
    Flashing on the water top echo on the land
    Digging for a coin
    Many other tiny worlds slipping past my hand
    Awake to understand you are not dreaming
    It is not seeming just to be this way

    Dying men draw numbers in the air
    Dream to conquer little bits of time
    Scuffle with the crowd to get their share
    But fall behind their little bits of time

    Voices in the air
    Sympathetic harmony coming from the trees
    Hanging at my door
    Many shiny surfaces clinging in the breeze
    Oh, leave me where I am, I am not losing
    If I am choosing not to plan my life

    Disillusioned saviors search the sky
    Wanting just to show someone the way
    Asking all the people passing by
    Doesn't anybody want the way

    Oh, say good-bye to Joseph and Maria
    They think they see another sky
    From my fallen window I still see them
    I'll never free them from the sky

    Words & music by Jackson Browne
    Open Window Music ASCAP
  • 4. I THOUGHT I WAS A CHILD
    It's such a clever innocence with which you do your sorcery
    As if somehow the years just bow and let that young girl go free
    I thought I was a child until you turned and smiled
    I thought I knew where I was going until I heard your laughter flowing
    And came upon the wisdom in your eyes
    Surprise--

    I've spent my whole life running 'round
    Chasing songs from town to town
    Thinking I'd be free so long as I never let love slow me down
    So lonely and so wild until you turned and smiled
    By now I should have long been gone
    But here I am still holding on
    As if I didn't know which way to run

    It's such a clever innocence with which you show myself to me
    As if you know how it feels to never quite be who you wanted to be
    I thought I was a child until you turned and smiled
    I thought that I was free but I'm just one more prisoner of time
    Alone within the boundaries of my mind
    I thought I was a child

    Words & music by Jackson Browne
    Open Window Music ASCAP
  • 5. THESE DAYS
    Well Ive been out walking
    I dont do that much talking these days
    These days
    These days I seem to think a lot
    About the things that I forgot to do for you
    And all the times I had the chance to

    And I had a lover
    Its so hard to risk another these days
    These days
    Now if I seem to be afraid
    To live the life I have made in song
    Well its just that Ive been losing so long

    Ill keep on moving
    Things are bound to be improving these days
    One of these days
    These days I sit on corner stones
    And count the time in quarter tones to ten, my friend
    Dont confront me with my failures
    I had not forgotten them

    Words and Music by Jackson Browne
    1973 Open Window Music ASCAP, Companion Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 6. REDNECK FRIEND
    Pretty little one, how has it all begun?
    Theyre teaching you how to walk but youre already on the run
    Little one, what you gonna do?
    Little one, honey, its all up to you

    Now your daddys in the den shootin up the evening news
    Mamas with a friend, lately shes been so confused
    Little one, come on and take my hand
    I may not have the answer but I believe I got a plan

    Honey, you shake and Ill rattle and well roll on down the line
    And see if we cant get in touch with a very close friend of mine
    But let me clue you in, it aint like him to argue or pretend
    Honey, let me introduce you to my red neck friend

    Well, theyve got a little list of all those things of which they dont approve
    Theyve got to keep their eyes on you or you might make your move
    Little one, I really wish you would
    Little one, I think the damage would do you good

    Honey, you shake and Ill rattle and well roll on down the line
    Were gonna forget all about the battle, its gonna feel so fine
    Cause hes the missing link, the kitchen sink, eleven on a scale of ten
    Honey, let me introduce you to my red neck friend

    Honey, you shake and Ill rattle and well roll on down the line
    Going to try to swing you up into my saddle then well run but youll think were flyin
    Honey, dont just stand there lookin like this dream will never end
    Honey, let me introduce you to my red neck friend

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 7. THE TIMES YOU'VE COME
    In the time we've known that we each are a part of one another
    We've lost as much as we have won
    And as our lives have grown, we have found that it only brings us pain
    That hangs onto the things that we have done
    Still I've loved the times you've come

    When you went away taking all that I built my false road on
    I dropped my life and couldn't find the pieces
    Now you come and go and it's hard that I feel my strength returning
    We'll see how far this new road reaches
    We'll see a little more each time we come

    Everybody's gonna tell you it's not worth it
    Everyrybody's gotta show you their own thing
    You may try to find your way up around it
    But the need for love will still remain

    Now we're lying here so safe in the ruins of our pleasure
    Laughter marks the place where we have fallen
    And our lives are near so it wouldn't occur to us to wonder
    Is this the past or the future that is calling
    You know I've loved these times you've come

    Words & music by Jackson Browne
    Open Window Music ASCAP
  • 8. READY OR NOT
    Someone's going to have to explain it to me
    I'm not sure what it means
    My baby's feeling funny in the morning
    She's having trouble getting into her jeans
    Her waist-line seems to be expanding
    Although she never feels like eating a thing
    I guess we'll reach some understanding
    When we see what the future will bring

    I met her in a crowded barroom
    One of those typical Hollywood scenes
    I was doing my very best Bogart
    But I was having trouble getting into her jeans
    I punched an unemployed actor
    Defending her dignity
    He stood up and knocked me through that barroom door
    And that girl came home with me

    Now baby's feeling funny in the morning
    She says she's got a lot on her mind
    Nature didn't give her any warning
    Now she's going to have to leave her wild ways behind
    She says she doesn't care if she never spends
    Another night running loose on the town
    She's gonna be a mother
    Take a look in my eyes and tell me brother
    If I look like I'm ready

    I told her I had always lived alone
    And I probably always would
    And all I wanted was my freedom
    And she told me that she understood
    But I let her do some of my laundry
    And she slipped a few meals in between
    And the next thing I remember, she was all moved in
    And I was buying her a washing machine

    Now baby's feeling funny in the morning
    She says she's got a lot on her mind
    Nature didn't give her any warning
    But she's feeling better about it all the time
    She says she's ready for some meaning
    After all of her running around
    Well bless my soul, she's got a rock-and-roll bandman
    Thinking 'bout settling down

    Words & music by Jackson Browne
    Open Window Music ASCAP
  • 9. SING MY SONGS TO ME
    Sing my songs to me
    Sing them to me softly
    Sing me sunlight and shadows
    Orange groves and meadows
    Let your voice ring back my memories
    Sing my songs to me

    Bring my dreams to me
    Bring them from the darkness
    Let the minutes and hours
    Show my mind strange new flowers
    But I'd like to know where they go
    When the morning comes
    Bring my dreams to me

    Because it seems to me that there may never be
    A better chance to see who I am
    Come timelessly dancing
    Through my dreams to me

    Words & music by Jackson Browne
    Open Window Music ASCAP
  • 10. FOR EVERYMAN
    Everybody I talk to is ready to leave
    With the light of the morning
    Theyve seen the end coming down long enough to believe
    That theyve heard their last warning
    Standing alone
    Each has his own
    Ticket in his hand
    And as the evening descends
    I sit thinking bout Everyman

    Seems like Ive always been looking for some other place
    To get it together
    Where with a few of my friends I could give up the race
    And maybe find something better
    But all my fine dreams
    Well thought out schemes
    To gain the motherland
    Have all eventually come down to waiting for Everyman

    Waiting here for Everyman
    Make it on your own if you think you can
    If you see somewhere to go, I understand
    Waiting here for Everyman
    Dont ask me if hell show
    Baby, I dont know

    Make it on your own if you think you can
    Somewhere later on youll have to take a stand
    Then youre going to need a hand

    Everybodys just waiting to hear from the one
    Who can give them the answers
    And lead them back to that place in the warmth of the sun
    Where sweet childhood still dances
    Wholl come along
    And hold out that strong
    But gentle fathers hand?
    Long ago I heard someone say something bout Everyman

    Waiting here for Everyman
    Make it on your own if you think you can
    If you see somewhere to go, I understand

    Im not trying to tell you that Ive seen the plan
    Turn and walk away if you think I am
    But dont think too badly of one whos left holding sand
    Hes just another dreamer dreaming bout Everyman

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    1973 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved