John Denver – The Blizzard

John Denver completeert het rijtje grootheden opgesomd in het introbericht van USCM. The Blizzard is een song die werd uitgebracht in 2017 ter gelegenheid van het overlijden van deze grootheid twintig jaar eerder. Binnenkort eren we deze zanger met een John Denver week op USCM.

Songtekst:

Colorado, Colorado
When the world leaves you shivering
And the blizzard blows
When the snow flies and the night falls
There’s a light in the window and a place called home
At the end of the storm

One night on the mountain I was headed for Estes
When the roads turned to ice and it started to snow
Put on the chains in a whirl of white powder
Half way up to Berthoud near a diner I know

And the light burned inside, shining down through the snowfall
God it was cold and the temperature droppin’
Went in for coffee and I shivered as I drank it
Warm in my hands in the steam as it rose

Sitting there at the counter was a dark headed stranger
Me and the owner and her keepin’ warm
Nodded hello and I said it’s a cold one
Looks like there might be a blizzard tonight

And “yes”, said the owner
“There’s a big storm on the mountain
Good thing we’re open, we could be here for hours
There’s nothing for miles and it’s too late to get to Denver
Better not try for the summit tonight”

And the snow fell
And the night passed
And I talked to the strangers
While the blizzard blew

Me and the stranger, you know I don’t talk to strangers
I’m a private sort of person but a blizzard is a blizzard
And somehow I found myself saying you’d left me
Tellin’ her everything I wanted to say to you

You know how it is when you can talk to a stranger
Someone you’re quite sure you’ll never see again
Soon we were laughin’, and talkin’, and drinkin’
She said “you must know you’re too good for her”

And the snow fell
And the night passed
And I talked to the stranger
While the blizzard blew

The stranger said “Love it can cry you a river
Me, I’m a loner ‘cause I can’t take the heartache
And sometimes I’m a fighter when I get too much whiskey
Here have a little whiskey, pretend you don’t give a damn

My cabin’s up here on the side of the mountain
You can go up there and sleep through the blizzard”
I put on my parka, said goodnight to the owner
Followed the stranger through the snow up the mountainside

Woke in the morning to the sun on the snow
My car was buried in six feet of snow drifts
Dug myself out, with the help of the owner
Went on my way when the snowplow had been by

The roads were all clear and the sun on the mountains
Sparkled like diamonds on the peak to peak highway
Then I knew that I would get over you, knew you could leave me
But you’d never break me

Colorado, Colorado
When the world leaves you shivering
And the blizzard blows
When the snow flies and the night falls
There’s a light in the window and a place called home
At the end of the storm

Over Sophomore

Mijn nickname is Sophomore en I'm in my early forties zoals dat zo mooi heet. Ik kwam in aanraking met country muziek tijdens een vakantie naar de US of A. Ik luisterde veel naar een countrystation op de radio en weer thuisgekomen bleek dit radiostation ook via internet te beluisteren te zijn. Daar luisterde (en luister) ik veel naar en heb ik ook vrijwel alle artiesten en bands die je op deze website vindt, leren kennen. Waarom Sophomore vraag je je misschien af. De verklaring is dat ik wel wat verstand heb van country maar nog een heleboel kan en wil leren. Ik ben dus geen freshman meer maar heb nog wel een groot deel van mijn "studie" voor de boeg. Vandaar Sophomore, spreek uit als [sofmoor].
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