Club 47/Fare Thee Well, Joan

By Nina Ricci

 

VERSE 1

Black raven skies and tresses blowing in the wind

Running to make her show, barefoot in the nighttime snow

She was barely 18, and already catching the light

Illumined in black and white, in a picture from '59

The crowds were lined outside

 

CHORUS

Was it the glow the coffeehouse light that pulled the people in?

In Cambridge singing from the stage of the Club 47

 

VERSE 2

One summer in Chicago, the Gate of Horn took her in

She was under the wing of Bob Gibson, pillowed in Odetta’s breast

Reviews from Newport read: her star is on the rise,

She still played Tuesday nights selling out the Club 47

 

CHORUS

Was it the glow the coffeehouse light that pulled the people in?

In Cambridge singing from the stage of the Club 47

 

BRIDGE

In Greenwich Village she met Bob Dylan

And history was made that day

The ancient folk songs, turned to anthems

The times were changing, so the music changed

And the Cambridge angel had to go her way

She bid farewell to the old cafe

 

CHORUS

Was it the glow the coffeehouse light that pulled the people in?

In Cambridge singing from the stage of the Club 47

 

ALT CHORUS

Was it the glow the coffeehouse light that pulled the people in?

It was Joan Baez singing on the stage of the Club 47

 

Transition  

Years of concerts on the road, and a voice heard round the world

I was just fourteen years old, the first time I heard you sing

-- It was “Blowin’ In The Wind”

 

VERSE 1

I was starting to learn the guitar, to write songs and to sing

When I quit the piano I think my dad thought “she'll never amounting to anything”

Then your voice came to me through the speakers in my room

I got sidelined on rock and roll, by my new folk hero

 

PRE CHORUS

Years of concerts on the road, and leagues of fans adore you

Living history unfolds in a farewell circuit ending

CHORUS

60 years on the music, with a voice heard ‘round the world

Fare Thee Well, Joan

 

VERSE 2

I was reading your memoir for fun the summer I turned 18

Heading to Boston in the fall to start college classes in the spring

then your voice came to me through the speakers in my room

I started to see that I was treading the embers of the Harvard Square folk music scene

 

PRE CHORUS

Years of concerts on the road, and leagues of fans adore you

Living history unfolds with a farewell circuit ending

CHORUS

60 years on the music, and a voice heard ‘round the world

Fare Thee Well, Joan

 

(A special message to Joan)

PRE CHORUS

Years of concerts on the road, and leagues of fans adore you

Living history unfolds with a farewell circuit ending

 

CHORUS

Thank you for the music

I’ll carry it on

Fare Thee Well, Joan

Fare Thee Well, Joan

Fare Thee Well, Joan

 

“Club 47/Fare Thee Well, Joan” © 2020 Nina Ricci Music

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