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A Thought for Today
It's not the camera lying, only the friend who sees the picture.
Ken,
"IF YOU GO AWAY" was a parting song in 1969 as I left my love to marry
another. We both grew up with Rod McKuen as part of us.
One night at the
Ginger Man in New York City, I walked in to see Rod sitting there and broke
out in a sweat! Although encouraged by my friends, I wouldn't disturb him.
But did say a quick hello as he left and best of all got to sit in his seat!
What a thrill!
Incidentally, we can sing again, "If you go away, as I know
you will, you must tell the world to stop turning till you return again. . .
." The world can start turning again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rae Gold.
p.s. I am excited to have found your site!
And we're excited you found
us, Rae, make sure you come back often. Thanks for your contribution -
we love hearing stories with happy endings!
It's been almost a year since we featured this
particular song so I can see absolutely no reason why we shouldn't do it
all over again. Besides, this is one of those classics, along with
"Goodbye", that I'd post every week if I thought I could get
away with it.
The address for your story
about your favorite McKuen song or poem is ken@mckuen.com
. Hope to hear from you soon.
- Ken, Johannesburg, October 25 |
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Billy Barty o John Berryman o Georges Bizet o Michael Boatman o Rosalyn Butt o Richard Byrd o Leo G. Carroll o James Carville o Henry Steele Commager o Barbara Cook o Anthony Franciosa o Minnie Pearl o Pablo Picasso o Helen Reddy o Marion Ross o Russell Schweikart o Johann Strauss o Ransom Wilson |
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It doesn't have to be a happy life, but it ought to be a full one.
Hate diminishes our capacity for love.
Truth sometimes hurts, but seldom does it kill. |
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IF YOU GO AWAY |
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If you go away on this summer day
then you might as well take the sun away;
all the birds that flew in the summer sky,
when our love was new and our hearts were high.
When the day was young and the night was long,
and the moon stood still for the nightbird’s song.
If you go away, if you go away, if you go away.
But if you stay, I’ll make you a day,
like no day has been, or will be again;
we’ll sail the sun, we’ll ride on the rain,
we’ll talk to the trees and worship the wind.
Then if you go, I’ll understand,
leave me just enough love to fill up my hand.
If you go away, if you go away, if you go away.
If you go away, as I know you will,
you must tell the world to stop turning till
you return again, if you ever do,
for what good is love without loving you.
Can I tell you now, as you turn to go,
I’ll be dying slowly till the next hello.
If you go away, if you go away, if you go away.
But if you stay, I’ll make you a night,
like no night has been, or will be again;
I’ll sail on your smile, I’ll ride on your touch,
I’ll talk to your eyes, that I love so much.
But if you go, go, I won’t cry,
though the good is gone, from the word ‘good-bye’.
If you go away, if you go away, if you go away
If you go away, as I know you must,
there’ll be nothing left in a world to trust;
just an empty room, full of empty space,
like the empty look I see on your face.
I’d have been the shadow of your shadow
if I thought it might have kept me by your side.
If you go away, if you go away, please don’t go away.
- © Rod McKuen & Jacques Brel |
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