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A Thought for Today

If you cannot imagine love without possession, try imagining life without freedom.

 

About today’s download

Georges Moustaki belongs to that elite group of singer-songwriters that includes Brel, Brassons, Trenet, Becaud and Leo Fere. I’ve loved working with him over the years and I hope our partnership will continue to yield new songs. If I had to pick a favorite Moustaki-McKuen collaboration it would probably be Solitude’s My Home. The public thinks otherwise. They have bestowed the honor on Le Métèque or as I call it, Without A Worry in the World.

This version of Without a Worry in the World was arranged by Jimmie Haskell and recorded in the early 70’s in London at EMI’s Abbey Road studios. My old friend Arthur Greenslade conducted the orchestra.

Below you’ll find a link to the official Moustaki website.

Without a Worry in the World
(Le Métèque)

Words & Music by Georges Moustaki
English Lyric by Rod McKuen

You all have seen the vagabond
as he went singing in the dawn
without a worry in the world.
I’ve never known a gypsy who
could be a gypsy through and through
and have a worry in the world.

All merry men are minstrels then
who keep their troubles locked inside
and don’t inflict them on the world.
Isn’t there something to be said
for having had some love instead
of never having had any in the world.

If I must love then let me love
as though I’ve never loved before
without a worry in the world.
And when I go then let me go
and only gently close the door
without a worry in the world.

For I’m a man, a minstrel man
who keeps his troubles locked inside
I won’t inflict them on the world.
Isn’t there something to be said
for leaving your troubles home in bed
never inflict them on the world.

Without a worry in the world.
Without a worry in the world.
Yes, I’ve got troubles of my own
I’ll try to solve them all alone
I won’t inflict them on the world.

© 1969 by Allo Music, ©1971, 1975 by Rod McKuen & Stanyan Music Group. All rights reserved. Used by Permission

Click Here: Check out "Le site officiel de Georges Moustaki"

Sleep warm and join me tomorrow.

RM 12/30/2002 2:04 AM PST

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WITHOUT A WORRY IN THE WORLD

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Keep the smiles coming, even as the year runs out.

To forget we’re God’s children is to never grow up.

TOMORROW / The 1963 Holiday Card

I know that love is running in the snow.
I cannot see it but it’s there.
As sure as caterpillars tunnel in the leaves
and winter weight bogs down the trees.

And so I search the highways and the hills.

                   There was a time
when bar talk and Bartok did the job
and I would hurry home –
     a stranger in my arms or in my thoughts
to be content with San Francisco rain.

You’d be surprised
the way the dripping rain from rooftops
can ease a man from out himself
                    and into sun.

We’re all older now,
This past year we have lost Piaf’s smile,
                   Kennedy’s promises
and Cocteau’s jokes on everyone
(he said the ship was going down – remember.)

The year turns home.

Maybe tomorrow.

-from “Twelve Years of Christmas,” 1969

 
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