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Jackson Browne

Released: 1972

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Jackson Browne

It's not often that a single album is sufficient to place a new performer among the first rank of recording artists. Jackson Browne's long-awaited debut album chimes in its author with the resounding authority of an Astral Weeks, a Gasoline Alley, or an After the Gold Rush.
Jackson Browne's sensibility is romantic in the best sense of the term: his songs are capable of generating a highly charged, compelling atmosphere throughout, and-just as important-of sustaining that pitch in the listener's mind long after they've ended.
Don't miss it. (RS 103)

Bud Scoppa, Rolling Stone, 1972

  • 1. JAMAICA SAY YOU WILL
    Jamaica was the lovely one, I played her well
    As we lay in the tall grass where the shadows fell
    Hiding from the children so they would not tell
    We would stay there ‘til her sister rang the evening bell

    Jamaica, say you will
    Help me find a way to fill these empty hours,
    Say you will - come again tomorrow

    The daughter of a captain on the rolling seas
    She would stare across the water from the trees
    Last time he was home he held her on his knees
    And said the next time they would sail away
    Just where they please

    Jamaica, say you will
    Help me find a way to fill these lifeless sails
    And stay until my ships can find the sea

    Jamaica was a sweet young one, I loved her true
    She was a comfort and a mercy through and through
    Hiding from this world together, next thing I knew
    They had brought her things down to the bay
    What could I do?

    Jamaica, say you will
    Help me find a way to fill these sails
    And we will sail until our waters have run dry
  • 2. A CHILD IN THESE HILLS
    I am a child in these hills
    I am away, I am alone
    I am a child in these hills
    And looking for water
    And looking for life

    Who will show me the river
    And ask me my name?
    Is there nobody here who will do that -
    Well I have come to these hills
    I will come to the river
    As I choose to be gone
    From the house of my father
    I am a child in these hills
    I am a child

    Chased from the gates of the city
    Where no one had touched me
    I am away, I am alone
    I am a child in these hills
    And looking for water
    And looking for life

    Who will show me the river
    And ask me my name?
    Is there nobody here who will do that -
    Well I have come to these hills
    I will come to the river
    As I choose to be gone
    From the house of my father
    I am a child in these hills
    I am a child
  • 3. SONG FOR ADAM
    Though Adam was a friend of mine
    I did not know him well
    He was alone into his distance
    He was deep into his well
    I could guess what he was laughing at
    But I couldn’t really tell
    Now the story’s told that Adam jumped
    But I’m thinking that he fell

    Together we went traveling,
    As we received the call
    His destination India
    And I had none at all
    Well I still remember laughing
    With our backs against the wall
    So free of fear, we never thought
    That one of us might fall

    I sit before my only candle
    But it’s so little light to find my way
    Now this story unfolds before my candle
    Which is shorter every hour
    As it reaches for the day
    And I feel just like a candle in a way
    I guess I’ll get there
    But I wouldn’t say for sure

    When we parted we were laughing still
    As our goodbyes were said
    And I never heard from him again
    As each our lives we led
    Except for once in someone else’s
    Letter that I read
    Until I heard the sudden word
    That a friend of mine was dead

    I sit before my only candle
    Like a pilgrim sits beside the way
    Now this journey appears before my candle
    As a song that’s growing fainter
    The harder I play
    ‘Til I fear before I end, I’ll fade away
    But I guess I’ll get there
    Though I wouldn’t say for sure

    Though Adam was a friend of mine,
    I did not know him long
    And when I stood myself beside him
    I never thought I was as strong
    Still it seems he stopped his singing
    In the middle of his song
    Well I’m not the one to say I know
    But I’m hoping he was wrong

    I’m holding out my only candle
    Though it’s so little light to find my way
    Now this story’s been laid beneath my candle
    And it’s shorter every hour
    As it reaches for the day
    And I feel just like a candle in a way
    I hope I’ll get there
    But I never pray
  • 4. DOCTOR MY EYES
    Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
    And the slow parade of fears without crying
    Now I want to understand
    I have done all that I could
    To see the evil and the good without hiding
    You must help me if you can

    Doctor my eyes
    Tell me what is wrong
    Was I unwise
    To leave them open for so long

    As I have wandered through this world
    And as each moment has unfurled
    I’ve been waiting to awaken from these dreams
    People go just where they will
    I never noticed them until I got this feeling
    That it’s later than it seems

    Doctor, my eyes
    Tell me what you see
    I hear their cries
    Just say if it’s too late for me

    Doctor, my eyes
    They cannot see the sky
    Is this the prize
    For having learned how not to cry
  • 5. FROM SILVERLAKE
    Did you see our brother?
    He was here the other day
    But he only came to say that he was leaving
    Did you see his lady?
    She was looking where he'd gone
    But she wasn't letting on that she was grieving

    She's bound to go
    Perhaps she'll find him waiting for his boat
    In some city far away
    She's bound to go

    Lately I remember
    Afternoons of smoke and wine
    There was nothing we could find but peace and pleasure
    And with a smile he told me
    That he wanted just to be
    On his way across the sea no man can measure

    He won't be back
    And the sun may find him sleeping in the dust
    Of some ruin far away
    He won't be back

    Early today as watched while the skyline was shaking
    I heard a rumbling
    Early today the mechanical city was waking
    And I ran out stumbling, mumbling
    Out through the laughter of children and dogs

    Did you see our brother? Someone who had been away
    He was here the other day Suddenly came back today
    But he only came to say that he can't breathe here And I allowed a hope to stray into my mind
    Did you see his lady? For a moment face to face
    She was reaching for his hand We looked back upon the place
    Just as if to tell her man that she can't either Where long ago we went to chase
    Our careless time
    Oh what do you know?
    They're bound to go Not what I’ve been feeling
    The sun may find me running after them The past is healing so slow
    Seeing something far away My tomorrow
    We won't be back Gone from sorrow
  • 6. SOMETHING FINE
    The papers lie there helplessly
    In a pile outside the door
    I tried and tried, but I just can’t remember what they’re for
    The world outside is tugging like a beggar at my sleeve
    Ah that’s much too old a story to believe

    And you know that it’s taken its share of me
    Even though you take such good care of me
    Now you say Morocco, and that makes me smile
    I haven’t seen Morocco for a long, long while
    The dreams are rolling down across the places in my mind
    And I’ve just had a taste of something fine

    The future hides and the past just slides
    England lies between
    Floating in a silver mist so cold and so clean
    California’s shaking like an angry child will
    Who has asked for love and is unanswered still

    And you know that I’m looking back carefully
    ‘Cause I know that there’s still something there for me
    But you said Morocco and you made me smile
    And it hasn’t been that easy for a long, long while
    And looking back into your eyes I saw them really shine
    Giving me a taste of something fine
    Something fine

    Now if you see Morocco I know you’ll go in style
    I may not see Morocco for a little while
    But while you’re there I was hoping you might keep it in your mind
    To save me just a taste of something fine
  • 7. UNDER THE FALLING SKY
    Warm and lovely mystery, fire smiling through
    Before this moment fades away I want to know you
    I got lightning in my pocket, thunder in my shoe
    Have no fear I’ve got something here I want to show you

    Low, under the falling sky
    Easily we will lie
    While I bring it to you

    It’s a low road, a high wire going from me to you
    And In your eyes the distance left is closing
    I’ve got a feeling in my ocean
    Blood underneath my skin
    That into your bright fields this prison is opening

    Low, under the falling sky
    Easily we will lie
    While I bring it to you

    Our shadows wake each day though they don’t know why
    They hope and try -- live and die
    So leave them in their frozen world
    Come and be my lover
    If only for one stolen moment
    We will live forever

    Warm and lovely mystery, can you hear the choir?
    Voices can no longer hold my desire
    Just abandon your sad history and meet me in the fire
    Where angels wait to take us higher and higher
    Higher and higher

    Low, under the falling sky
    Easily we will lie
    While I bring it to you
  • 8. LOOKING INTO YOU
    Well I looked into a house I once lived in
    Around the time I first went on my own
    When the roads were as many as the places I had dreamed of
    And my friends and I were one
    Now the distance is done and the search has begun
    I’ve come to see where my beginnings have gone

    Oh the walls and the windows were still standing
    And the music could be heard at the door
    Where the people who kindly endured my odd questions
    Asked if I came very far
    And when my silence replied they took me inside
    Where their children sat playing on the floor

    Well we spoke of the changes that would find us farther on
    And it left me so warm and so high
    But as I stepped back outside to the gray morning sun
    I heard that highway whisper and sigh
    Are you ready to fly?

    And I looked into the faces all passing by
    It’s an ocean that will never be filled
    And the house that grows older and finally crumbles
    That even love cannot rebuild
    It’s a hotel at best, you’re here as a guest
    You ought to make yourself at home while you’re waiting for the rest

    Well I looked into the dream of the millions
    That one day the search will be through
    Now here I stand at the edge of my embattled illusions
    Looking into you

    Ah the great song traveler passed through here
    And he opened my eyes to the view
    And I was among those who called him a prophet
    And I asked him what was true
    Until the distance had shown how the road remains alone
    Now I’m looking in my life for a truth that is my own

    Well I looked into the sky for my anthem
    And the words and the music came through
    But words and music will never touch the beauty that I’ve seen
    Looking into you - and that’s true
  • 9. ROCK ME ON THE WATER
    Oh people, look around you
    the signs are everywhere
    You’ve left it for somebody other than you
    to be the one to care
    You’re lost inside your houses
    there’s no time to find you now
    Oh your walls are burning
    and your towers are turning
    I’m going to leave you here
    and try to get down to the sea somehow

    The road is filled with homeless souls,
    every woman, child and man
    Who have no idea where they will go,
    but they’ll help you if they can
    But everyone must have some thought
    that’s going to pull them through somehow
    Well the fires are raging hotter and hotter
    But the sisters of the sun are going to
    rock me on the water now

    Rock me on the water
    Sister, will you soothe my fevered brow
    Rock me on the water
    I’ll get down to the sea somehow

    Oh people, look among you
    it’s there your hope must lie
    There’s a seabird above you,
    gliding in one place, like Jesus in the sky
    We all must do the best we can
    and then hang on to that gospel plow
    When my life is over
    I’m going to stand before the Father
    But the sisters of the sun are going to
    rock me on the water now

    Rock me on the water
    Sister, will you soothe my fevered brow
    Rock me on the water, maybe I’ll remember
    Maybe I’ll remember how

    Rock me on the water
    The wind is with me now
    So rock me on the water
    I’ll get down to the sea somehow
  • 10. MY OPENING FAREWELL
    The lady stands before an open window
    Staring so far away
    She can almost feel the southern wind blow
    Almost touching her restless day

    She turns from her window to me
    Sad smile, her apology
    Sad eyes reaching to the door

    Daylight loses to another evening
    And still she spares me the word goodbye
    And sits along beside me fighting her feelings
    Struggles to speak, but in the end, can only cry

    Suddenly, it’s so hard to find
    The sound of the words to speak her troubled mind
    So I’m offering these to her as if to be kind
    There’s a train every day leaving either way
    There’s a world, you know, there’s a way to go
    And you’ll soon be gone - that’s just as well
    This is my opening farewell

    A child’s drawings left there on the table
    And a woman’s silk lying on the floor
    I would keep them here if I were able
    To lock her safe behind this open door

    But suddenly, it’s so clear to me
    That I’d asked her to see what she may never see
    And now my kind words find their way back to me
    There’s a train every day leaving either way
    There’s a world, you know, you got a ways to go
    And I’ll soon believe it’s just as well
    This is my opening farewell