Songs about a "return, reunion"

[chickapin parterre]

John denver Matthew

John Denver - Matthew Lyrics

S0 he came to live at our house
And he came to work the land
He came to ease my daddy's burden
And he came to be my friend

So, I wrote this down for Matthew
And it's for him the song is sung
Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders
Behind a mule beneath the sun

Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on
Love was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield
Blue, just a Kansas summer sky

Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on
Love was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield
Blue, just a Kansas summer sky


Words and music by John Denver

 

[MataHari22]

 

[chickapin parterre]

I was laying in bed...listening in my head.... to all those songs on the school bus from and to school.....the most famous return song of all times, still in our culture today

Tie A Yellow Ribbon"

I'm comin' home, I've done my time
Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine
If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free
Then you'll know just what to do if you still want me
If you still want me

Just tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree
It's been way too long, do you still want me?
If I don't see a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
I'll just stay on the bus, forget about us, put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree

Bus driver, please look for me
'Cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see
I'm really still in prison and my love, he holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's all I need to set me free
I wrote and told him please...

Just tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree
It's been way too long, do you still want me?
If I don't see a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
I'll just stay on the bus, forget about us, put the blame on me
If I don't see a ribbon 'round the old oak tree

Tie a yellow ribbon 'round that old oak tree
I'm coming home

Now the whole dang bus is cheerin' and I can't believe
I see a hundred yellow ribbons tied 'round the old oak tree
I'm comin' home, I'm glad you waited for me
Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a yellow ribbon if you still want me

Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree

 

[theluckyrabbit]

"My Little Grass Shack," Annette Funicello
I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii
I want to be with all the kanes and wahines that I knew long ago...

 

[theluckyrabbit]

"Still Crazy After All These Years," Paul Simon
I met my old lover
On the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me
I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh Still crazy after all these years...

 

[theluckyrabbit]

A different kind of "return,"

"Healing Song," from Tangled
Flower gleam and glow Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine
Heal what has been hurt, change the fate's design
Save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine
What once was mine...

 

[theluckyrabbit]

"I'll Be Back," Elvis
All right
Well I'll be back, Yeah! I'll be back
Like a homesick train on a one-way track
I got to travel and hit the gravel
But I'll be back, Yeah! I'll be back
Yeah! I'll return, I shall return
Don't cool those lips, we're gonna see 'em burn
'Cause I'll be missin' your kinda kissin'
But I'll be back, Yeah, I'll be back...

 

[mmouse37]

No Such Thing
John Mayer
"Welcome to the real world", she said to me
Condescendingly
Take a seat
Take your life
Plot it out in black and white
Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
And the drama queens
I'd like to think the best of me
Is still hiding
Up my sleeve
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something's better
On the other side
I want to run through the halls of my high school
I want to scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above
So the good boys and girls take the so called right track
Faded white hats
Grabbing credits and
Maybe transfers
They read all the books but they can't find the answers
And all of our parents
They're getting older
I wonder if they've wished for anything better
While in their memories
Tiny tragedies
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something's better
On the other side
I want to run through the halls of my high school
I want to scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above
I am invincible
I am invincible
I am invincible
As long as I'm alive
I want to run through the halls of my high school
I want to scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above
I just can't wait til my ten year reunion
I'm gonna bust down the double doors
And when I stand on these tables before you
You will know what all this time was for


MJ

 

[FlightlessDuck]

 

[FlightlessDuck]

 

[Kittyblue]

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still

So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home

And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home

 

[Gary M]

"Return To Sender"-Elvis

 

[SarahM1987]

Skylar Grey - Coming Home

 

[AppleDumpling]

Who Says You Can’t Go Home - Bon Jovi

Who says you can't go home?
There's only one place they call me one of their own
Just a hometown boy born a rolling stone
Who says you can't go home?

Who says you can't go back?
Been all around the world and as a matter of fact
There's only one place left I wanna go
Who says you can't go home?

 

[BlueStarryHat]

Last Train to Clarksville- The Monkees.

 

[FlightlessDuck]

 

[chickapin parterre]

so living life as a teen ....listening..... and you wonder how it will decades down the road...Harry chapin put this story on my mind for a rainy night.

Taxi"

It was raining hard in 'Frisco
I needed one more fare to make my night
A lady up ahead waved to flag me down
She got in at the light

Oh, where you going to, my lady blue
It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain
She just looked out the window
She said, Sixteen Parkside Lane

Something about her was familiar
I could swear I'd seen her face before
But she said, I'm sure you're mistaken
And she didn't say anything more

It took a while, but she looked in the mirror
And she glanced at the license for my name
A smile seemed to come to her slowly
It was a sad smile, just the same

And she said, How are you Harry
I said, How are you Sue
Through the too many miles
And the too little smiles
I still remember you

It was somewhere in a fairy tale
I used to take her home in my car
We learned about love in the back of a Dodge
The lesson hadn't gone too far

You see, she was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna learn to fly
She took off to find the footlights
And I took off to find the sky

 

[MataHari22]

 

[mrsheppo]

 

[chickapin parterre]

at our farmers market we have a fellow with good sound system play his recorded CDs and sometimes he sings the easier songs on his voice. Makes the day wonderful and eventfull if the day is slow.

here is one song he sings

"Green Green Grass Of Home"

The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train,
And there to meet me is my Mama and Papa.

Down the road I look and there runs Mary,
Hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to meet me,
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green, grass of home.

The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry,
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on.

Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary,
Hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

Then I awake and look around me
At four grey walls that surround me,
And I realize: yes, I was only dreaming.

For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre.
On and on, we'll walk at daybreak.
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the green, green grass of home.