Harry Chapin
Harry Chapin
Harry Forster Chapinwas an American singer-songwriter best known for his folk rock songs including "Taxi", "W*O*L*D", "Sniper", "Flowers Are Red", and the No. 1 hit "Cat's in the Cradle". Chapin was also a dedicated humanitarian who fought to end world hunger; he was a key participant in the creation of the Presidential Commission on World Hunger in 1977. In 1987, Chapin was posthumously awarded the Congressional Gold Medal for his humanitarian work...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionFolk Singer
Date of Birth7 December 1942
CityBrooklyn, NY
CountryUnited States of America
My son turned 10 just the other day. He said, 'Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play - Can you teach me to throw?' I said, 'Not today, I got a lot to do.' He said, 'That's OK.'
The little boy went first day of school He got some crayons and started to draw He put colors all over the paper For colors was what he saw And the teacher said.. "What you doin' young man?" "I'm paintin' flowers" he said She said... "It's not the time for art young man And anyway flowers are green and red There's a time for everything young man And a way it should be done You've got to show concern for everyone else For you're not the only one.
Cotton Patch Gospel, ... The Cotton Patch Version of Matthew and John.
She knows more of love than the poets can say,And her eyes offer something that won't go away.
She knows more of love than the poets can say, and her eyes offer something that won't go away.
I am a greedy, selfish bastard. I want the fact that I existed to mean something.
Reality is only just a word.
That's when I asked her where was that actress She said "That was somebody else" And then I asked her why she looked so happy now She said "I finally like myself, at last I like myself.
You know I need a dream Like I need my breath We need to take the life Before we get the death You know I need your love Like I need the light Yes I need the chance Can it be tonight?
Why were the little girls all frightened To be just what they are The boys were told to ask themselves How high how far The girls were told to reach the shelves While the boys were reaching stars That's why little girls were frightened To be just what they are.
Why did the little girls grow crippled While the little boys grow strong The boys allowed to come of age The girls just came along The girls were told sing harmonies The boys could all sing songs That's why little girls grew crippled While little boys grew strong.
And I know you're frightened By my laughter But you're not afraid To hold my pain You see I'm never sure Just what you're after, Babe But it seems you only love me When it rains. How come you only love me when it rains?
If you try to look But you don't touch Then you won't touch But you'll never feel And if you don't feel You'll never cry And if you don't cry Then you'll never heal.
Good dreams don't come cheap You've got to pay for them.