Текст песни Ghost Dance (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live) - Patti Smith Group
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again, 
                                                we 
                                                shall 
                                                live.
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it 
                                                children 
                                                that 
                                                falls 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                sky?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tayi, 
                                                taya, 
                                                tayi, 
                                                aye 
                                                aye.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mannah 
                                                from 
                                                Heaven 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                most 
                                                high,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Food 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                father, 
                                                tayi, 
                                                taye 
                                                aye.
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again, 
                                                we 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again, 
                                                shake 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                ghost 
                                                dance.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Peace 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                brother, 
                                                give 
                                                and 
                                                take 
                                                peace,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tayi, 
                                                taya, 
                                                it 
                                                leaves 
                                                two 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                foot 
                                                extended, 
                                                snake 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                ground,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wave 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                Earth, 
                                                one 
                                                turn 
                                                around.
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again, 
                                                we 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again, 
                                                shake 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                ghost 
                                                dance.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stretch 
                                                out 
                                                your 
                                                arms 
                                                now 
                                                tip 
                                                and 
                                                swing,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rude 
                                                up 
                                                thy 
                                                bird, 
                                                tayi, 
                                                tayi.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Threw 
                                                out 
                                                your 
                                                shoe 
                                                over 
                                                the 
                                                soil,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dust 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                words 
                                                that 
                                                shaped 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                tale.
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again, 
                                                we 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again, 
                                                shake 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                ghost 
                                                dance.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Here 
                                                we 
                                                are, 
                                                Father, 
                                                Lord, 
                                                Holy 
                                                Ghost,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bread 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                bread, 
                                                ghost 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                host,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                tears 
                                                that 
                                                fall 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                eyes,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Word 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                word, 
                                                cry 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                cry.
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again, 
                                                we 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shall 
                                                live 
                                                again.
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                eye,
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                this 
                                                wisdom, 
                                                eyes 
                                                of 
                                                God,
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                makes 
                                                me 
                                                feel 
                                                just 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                need.
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                fly 
                                                me 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                to 
                                                speed.
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                holy 
                                                that 
                                                night?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                that 
                                                moves 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                right?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                that 
                                                is 
                                                waiting 
                                                in 
                                                Heaven?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                that 
                                                shapes 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                hand?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                that 
                                                makes 
                                                me 
                                                spin 
                                                around?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                that 
                                                brings 
                                                me 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                you 
                                                can't 
                                                tell 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                like.
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                    I 
                                                just 
                                                ride 
                                                into 
                                                space
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                tell 
                                                you 
                                                one 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                tell 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                like
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                into 
                                                shape
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                is 
                                                it, 
                                                Father, 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                calling 
                                                today
 
                                    
                                
                            
                                Альбом
                                
The Best of Patti Smith - The Place, Eugene, Oregon. May 4th and 9th 1978 - Live & Remastered                                
                                
                                    
                         дата релиза
 16-12-2015
                            1 Radio Ethiopia (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
2 Redondo Beach (Civic Centre, Santa Monica, CA 12 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
3 Redondo Beach (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
4 25th Floor (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
5 25th Floor (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
6 Because the Night (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
7 Because the Night (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
8 Easter (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
9 Ghost Dance (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
10 Easter (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
11 Gloria (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
12 Pissing In a River (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
13 Gloria (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
14 Space Monkey (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
15 Radio Ethiopia (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
16 Till Victory (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
17 Till Victory (Civic Centre, Santa Monica, CA 12 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
18 We Three (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
19 Pumping (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
20 The Salvation of Rock (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
21 Land (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
22 The Kids Are Alright (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
23 You Light Up My Life (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
24 Kimberly (Civic Centre, Santa Monica, CA 12 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
25 You Really Got Me (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
26 Time Is On My Side (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
27 Babelogue / Rock and Roll Nigger (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
28 Kimberly (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
29 It's So Hard (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
30 Be My Baby (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
31 Rock and Roll Nigger (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
32 Privilege (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
33 No Jestering (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
34 Free Money (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
35 My Generation (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 9 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
36 Jailhouse Rock (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
37 My Generation (The Place, Eugene, Oregon 4 May ’78) [Remastered] (Live)
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