Playlist: The Very Best of Art Garfunkel

Keeping my eyes on the road I see you,
Keeping my hands on the wheel I hold you,
Ninety-nine miles from L.A.
I kiss you, I miss you,
Please be there.

Passing a white sandy beach we're sailing,
Turning the radio on we're dancing,
Ninety-nine miles from L.A.
I want you, I need you,
Please be there.

The windshield is covered with rain, I'm crying,
Pressing my foot on the gas, I'm flying.
Counting the telephone poles, I phone you,
Reading the signs on the road, I write you,
Ninety-nine miles from L.A. we're laughing, we're loving,
Please be there.
We're laughing, we're loving,
Please be there.

In my little town, I grew up believing
God keeps his eye on us all.
And he used to lean upon me as I pledged allegiance to the wall.
Lord, I recall, in my little town,
Comin' home after school, flyin' my bike past the gates of the factories,
My mom doin' the laundry, hangin' out shirts in the dirty breeze.
And after it rains there's a rainbow and all of the colors are black.
It's not that the colors aren't there, it's just imagination they lack.
Everything's the same back in my little town,
My little town, my little town.

Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.

In my little town, I never meant nothin',
I was just my father's son. mmm.
Savin' my money, dreamin' of glory,
Twitchin' like a finger on the trigger of a gun.

Leavin' nothin' but the dead and dying back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in my little town.

I bruise you
You bruise me
We both bruise too easily
Too easily to let it show
I love you and that's all I know

All my plans
Have fallen through
All my plans depend on you
Depend on you to help them grow
I love you and that's all I know

When the singer's gone
Let the song go on

But the ending always comes at last
Endings always come too fast
They come too fast
But they pass too slow
I love you and that's all I know

When the singer's gone
Let the song go on
It's a fine line between the darkness and the dawn
They say in the darkest night, there's a light beyond

But the ending always comes at last
Endings always come too fast
They come too fast
But they pass too slow
I love you and that's all I know

That's all I know
That's all I know

What a wonderful
Wonderful world this could be.
What a wonderful
Wonderful
Wonderful
Wonderful world.

Don't know much about history.
Don't know much biology.
Don't know much about science books.
Don't know much about the french I took.
But I do know that I love you.
And I know that if you love me too.

What a wonderful
Wonderful world this would be.

Don't know much about geography.
Don't know much trigonometry.
Don't know much about algebra.
Don't know what a slide rule is for.
But I do know one and one is two.
And if this one could be with you.

What a wonderful
Wonderful world this would be.
What a wonderful
Wonderful
Wonderful world.

Now I don't claim to be an "A"-student
But I'm try'n' to be.
I think that maybe by bein' an "A"-student baby
Baby

I could win your love for me
Don't know much about the middle ages
I saw the pictures and I turned the pages
Don't know nothin' 'bout no rise and fall
Don't know nothin' 'bout nothin' at all.
Girl it's you that I've been thinkin' of
And if I could only win your love.

What a wonderful
Wonderful world this would be.
What a wonderful
Wonderful
Wonderful world
This would be
What a wonderful
Wonderful
Wonderful
Wonderful world

I've got a roof over my head
I've got a warm place to sleep
Some nights I lie awake counting gifts
Instead of counting sheep

I've got a heart that can hold love
I've got a mind that can think
There may be times when I lose the light
And let my spirits sink
But I can't stay depressed
When I remember how I'm blessed

Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful

In a city of strangers
I got a family of friends
No matter what rocks and brambles fill the way
I know that they will stay until the end

I feel a hand holding my hand
It's not a hand you can see
But on the road to the promised land
This hand will shepherd me
Through delight and despair
Holding tight and always there

Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful

It's not that I don't want a lot
Or hope for more, or dream of more
But giving thanks for what I've got
Makes me happier than keeping score

In a world that can bring pain
I will still take each chance
For I believe that whatever the terrain
Our feet can learn to dance
Whatever stone life may sling
We can moan or we can sing

Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful

Truly blessed
And duly grateful.

You were told to wait there for love,
Love said it's waiting for you.
It told me I could say…
I know, it's never easy getting all dressed up
With no place to go.
Helpful, that's what we're here for
All one together.

Harmony gets melody,
The orchestra gets its symphony,
The continents get seven seas,
Boy gets girl, and all you got was me
With The Promise I'd try to be honest,
I'd like to give you nothing to fear.

Lovers get, "I'm sorry."
Music gets to keep a key,
Children get to ride for free,
Mind and body is all you get of me
And The Promise I'd try to be honest,
I'd like to give you nothing to fear,
Nothing to fear.

All in the merry month of May,
When green buds all are swellin'.
Sweet William on his deathbed lay for love of Barbara Allen.

He sent his servant to the town,
The place where she did dwell in.
Saying, "Master dear has sent me here if your name be Barbara Allen."

Then slowly, slowly she got up and slowly she went to him,
And all she said when there she came was, "Young man, I think you're dying.

"Don't you remember the other night when we were in the tavern?
You drank a toast to the ladies there and slighted Barbara Allen."

He turned his face unto the wall,
He turned his back upon her.
"Adieu, adieu, to all my friends.
And be kind, be kind to Barbara Allen."

As she was wandering on the fields she heard the death bell knellin'.
And every note, it seemed to say,
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen!"

The more it tolled the more she grieved,
She bursted out a-crying.
"Oh, pick me up and carry me home.
I fear that I am dying."

They buried Willy in the old church yard and Barbara in the new one,
And from William's grave, there grew a rose, from Barbara's, a green briar.

They grew and grew in the old church yard,
Till they could grow no higher,
And there they tied in a true lover's knot,
The red rose and the briar.