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We are not born to sorrow; we invent it.


Dear Ken,

"Do you know my friend the sea... " I have played it a thousand times, however I sure would like a complete copy of the words.

Can you direct me to where I can get them? Hopefully, a web page. 

Love it, 


Well Alison, if it's a complete listing of all the poems from "The Sea" you're referring to, you're going to have to wait awhile.

One of the sections on the new "Stanyan House" site will be devoted to recognizing the talents of those who've helped build the Stanyan family of companies. Naturally Anita Kerr features pretty high on our list of priorities as far as this section is concerned so perhaps a full transcript of "The Sea" will find it's way onto the web fairly soon.

In the meantime I've posted the poem you mentioned as well as one of my personal favorites from this classic album. And by the way - if you haven't yet heard "La Mer", the French version of "The Sea" with narration by Marc Ogeret, get right along to Stanyan By Mail and order yourself a copy. It's something all McKuen devotees should have in their collection.

My Friend the Sea

Do you know my friend
           the sea
he watches everything we do
you, rolling over 
in your beach bank sleep
me, chasing seagulls 
           down the dunes;
You, your skirts held high
           wading in the water.

The lovers.
Those who go alone.
He sees them all.

If we've ourselves to know
we should get to know the sea.

                                   - from the album "The Sea", 1967 

If you have a favorite McKuen song or poem you'd like to share with us, drop me a note at ken@mckuen.com and I'll do my best to oblige.

                                      - Ken, Johannesburg, February 7

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This is the way it was
while I was waiting for your eyes 
          to find me
I was drifting
          going no place
hypnotized by sunshine 
barking back at seals along the beach.
Skipping flat stones on the water
but much to wise for sand castles.
My castles were across the sea
or still within my mind.

There were the beach bars
and the other beach people
sometimes little bedrooms were my beach
           but I was drifting.
I must have thought the night could save me
as I went down into pillows
          looked up through dirty windows
          smiled back from broken mattresses
turned in Thunderbirds
          and kissed in elevators.

I cried too sometimes.
          For me.

I loved every face I thought looked pretty
and every kindred eye I caught in crowds.
           But I was drifting,
           before you.

                                - from the album "The Sea", 1967 

1967, 1970, 1986, 2001 by Stanyan Music Group & Rod McKuen. All Rights Reserved
Birthday research by Wade Alexander o Poetry from the collection of Jay Hagan o Coordinated by Melinda Smith
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