Buffalo Springfield Again – Buffalo Springfield [1967]

Year Released: 1967
Record Company: ATCO
 
1. Mr. Soul  (2:48)
2. A Child’s Claim to Fame (2:09)
3. Everydays (2:38) 
4. Expecting to Fly (3:39) 
5. Bluebird (4:28) 
6. Hung Upside Down (3:24)
7. Sad Memory (3:00) 
8. Good Time Boy (2:11)
9.  Rock & Roll Woman (2:44)
10. Broken Arrow (6:11)

Mr. Soul

Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason
For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season
Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin’
I’ll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on

I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her
Any girl in the world could have easily known me better
She said, “You’re strange, but don’t change”, and I let her

In a while will the smile on my face turn to plaster?
Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster
For the race of my head and my face is moving much faster
Is it strange I should change? I don’t know, why don’t you ask her?
Is it strange I should change? I don’t know, why don’t you ask her?
Is it strange I should change? I don’t know, why don’t you ask her?

A Child’s Claim To Fame

Well there goes another day
Now I wonder why
You and I
Keep telling lies
I can’t believe that what you say
’cause tomorrows lullaby
can’t passify
my lonesome crying
Make believe that’s all you know
And to make believe is a game
A child’s rein
You’ve changed your name
So sadly I watched the show
I watched you became
Truth is the shame
Yeah, too much pain

Everydays

Look at the sad goodbyes
Every day’s a killing time
Sun coming up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday’s child stays home
Nothing to say so long
Well well well another day
Well well well another day

Grocery store ten bucks
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree a Jay Bird looking at me
No word
Everyone looks but can’t see
We can’t be ignored so easily
Well well well another day
Well well well another day

Soft within the wayward things
Like ecstasy, the sound of trees
Most anything, what a baby sees

Beautiful face all right
Many a place out of sight
Old woman there with red shoes
a million balloons all hues
Drive over hills forget your fear
Getting it out of second gear
Well well well another day
Well well well another day

Expecting To Fly

There you stood on the edge of your feather,
Expecting to fly.
While I laughed, I wondered whether
I could wave goodbye,
Knowin’ that you’d gone.
By the summer it was healing,
We had said goodbye.
All the years we’d spent with feeling
Ended with a cry,
Babe, ended with a cry,
Babe, ended with a cry.

I tried so hard to stand
As I stumbled and fell to the ground.
So hard to laugh as I fumbled
And reached for the love I found,
Knowin’ it was gone.
If I never lived without you,
Now you know I’d die.
If I never said I loved you,
Now you know I’d try,
Babe, now you know I’d try.
Babe, now you know I’d try,
Babe.

Bluebird

Listen to my bluebird laugh.
She can’t tell you why.
Deep within her heart, you see,
She knows only crying.
Just crying.

There she sits, a lofty perch.
Strangest color blue.
Flying is forgotten now.
Thinks only of you.
Just you.
Oh yeah…

So, get all those blues,
Must be a thousand hues.
And be just differently used.
You just know.

You sit there mesmerized
By the depth of her eyes
That you can’t categorize.
She got soul.
She got soul.
She got soul.
She got soul!

Do you think she loves you?
Do you think at all?

Soon she’s going to fly away.
Sadness is her own.
Give herself a bath of tears
And go home, and go home.

Hung Upside Down

Look what’s happening to me,
I’m going blind, please help.
There I sat until three,
gettin’ further behind myself.
Bymyself.

And I’m hung upside down. [x2]
Hung upside down, said I’m
hung upside down, c’mon, c’mon.
Hung upside down.

Someday I will be free,
and there’ll be times, you just wait.
I will come to you, see,
what I’ll bring you when I get straight,
Oh it’s too late.

And I’m hung upside down. [x2]
Hung upside down, said I’m
hung upside down, c’mon, c’mon.
Hung upside down.

 Sad Memory

Soft winds blow in the summertime
Young lovers feel so free
Walking hand in hand down a shady lake
What happened to me?
What happened to me?

Did you ever love a girl who
Walked right out on you
You should know just how I’m feeling
Why I’m so blue
Why I’m so blue

How can I forget those nights
When she’d kiss me soft and true
And whisper words only lovers know
I Love You
I Love You

We’ll I’ve made up my mind
I’ll find a new girl
Who’ll love me tenderly
Forget the past
I left behind now
to sad memories

Good Time Boy

Now look what I’ve done
It seems that I own some
As all it turn back now to see that
In all of of my fat lines
Upstaging a climaxing dream, yeah
‘Cause

If it’s all right
To be your good time boy
If it’s all right
Be your good boy
If it’s all right
To be your good time, boy
If it’s all right
It’s all right, yeah

Sock it to me, now now now

Why should I mind
If I step right out of line
And I get caught be her
Get caught my her, lucky me, yeah
‘Cause now I’ve loved a few
That’s why they call me
Call me “good old dude”
And I can’t, I can’t change right now
It seems, yeah

If it’s all right
To be your good time boy
If it’s all right
Be your good boy
If it’s all right
To be your good time, boy
If it’s all right
It’s all right, yeah

Sock it to me now
Groove it on me now
You lay it on me now, ooh

Sock it to me now
If it’s all right, be your boy
Be your boy
And it’s all right
Be your boy

  Rock & Roll Woman

Broken Arrow

The lights turned on and the curtain fell down
And when it was over, it felt like a dream
They stood at the stage door and begged for a scream
The agents had paid for the black limousine
That waited outside in the rain
Did you see them, did you see them?
Did you see them in the river?
They were there to wave to you
Could you tell that the empty-quivered
Brown-skinned Indian on the banks
That were crowded and narrow
Held a broken arrow?

Eighteen years of American dream
He saw that his brother had sworn on the wall
He hung up his eyelids and ran down the hall
His mother had told him a trip was a fall
And don’t mention babies at all
Did you see him, did you see him?
Did you see him in the river?
He was there to wave to you
Could you tell that the empty-quivered
Brown-skinned Indian on the banks
That were crowded and narrow
Held a broken arrow?

The streets were lined for the wedding parade
The queen wore the white gloves, the county of song
The black-covered caisson her horses had drawn
Protected her king from the sun rays of dawn
They married for peace and were gone
Did you see them, did you see them?
Did you see them in the river?
They were there to wave to you
Could you tell that the empty-quivered
Brown-skinned Indian on the banks
That were crowded and narrow
Held a broken arrow?

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Neil Young: guitar, vocal
Stephen Stills: guitar, piano, electric piano, organ, vocal
Richie Furay: guitar, vocal
Dewey Martin: drums, vocal
Bruce Palmer: bass
and
Hal Blaine: drums
James Burton: dobro
Charlie Chin: banjo
Jim Fielder: bass
Jim Gordon: drums
Doug Hastings: guitar
Jim Horn: clarinet
Carol Kaye: bass
Harvey Newmark: bass
Jack Nitzsche: electric piano
Don Randi: piano, harpsichord
Chris Sarns: guitar
Russ Titleman: guitar
Bobby West: bass
Merry Clayton: vocal
David Crosby: vocal
Brenda Holloway: vocal
Patrice Holloway: vocal
Gloria Jones: vocal
Shirley Matthews: vocalGracia Nitzsche: vocal

Recorded at Gold Star Recording Studios, Columbia Recording Studio and Sunset Sound, Hollywood; Atlantic Studios, New York, Jan.-Sept. 1967

Produced by Ahmet Ertegun, Richie Furay, Charles Greene, Dewey Martin, Jack Nitzsche, Stephen Stills, Brian Stone, and Neil Young

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