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08

Crosby, Stills & Nash – Wooden Ships

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Album Info:
Released May 29, 1969
Recorded June 26, 1968 – April 3, 1969 at Wally Heider’s Studio III, Los Angeles
Genre Rock
Folk rock
Length 40:52
Label Atlantic
Producer Bill Halverson
David Crosby
Graham Nash
Stephen Stills

Crosby, Stills & Nash is the eponymous first album released by Crosby, Stills & Nash in 1969 on the Atlantic Records label. It spawned two Top 40 hits, “Marrakesh Express” and “Suite: Judy Blue Eyes,” which peaked respectively at #28 the week of August 23, 1969, and at #21 the week of October 25, 1969, on the Billboard Hot 100 singles chart. The album itself peaked at #6 on the Billboard Top Pop Albums chart.

Song Info:
Released 1969
Genre Rock
Length 5:29
Label Atlantic
Writer Stephen Stills
Paul Kantner
David Crosby
Composer David Crosby

“Wooden Ships” is a rock song written and composed by David Crosby, Stephen Stills and Paul Kantner (of Jefferson Airplane) in the late 1960s. The song was written and composed in Florida on Crosby’s boat. Crosby composed the music, and Stills and Kantner wrote most of the lyrics

Lyrics:
Stills: If you smile at me, I will understand
‘Cause that is something everybody everywhere does
in the same language.
Crosby: I can see by your coat, my friend,
you’re from the other side,
There’s just one thing I got to know,
Can you tell me please, who won?
Stills: Say, can I have some of your purple berries?
Crosby: Yes, I’ve been eating them for six or seven weeks now,
haven’t got sick once.
Stills: Probably keep us both alive.

Wooden ships on the water, very free and easy,
Easy, you know the way it’s supposed to be,
Silver people on the shoreline, let us be,
Talkin’ ’bout very free and easy…
Horror grips us as we watch you die,
All we can do is echo your anguished cries,
Stare as all human feelings die,
We are leaving – you don’t need us.

Go, take your sister then, by the hand,
lead her away from this foreign land,
Far away, where we might laugh again,
We are leaving – you don’t need us.

And it’s a fair wind, blowin’ warm,
Out of the south over my shoulder,
Guess I’ll set a course and go…

Duration : 0:5:28


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