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Author:  erik "the dane"
E-mail:  not available
Date:  9/27/2004 3:24:19 PM
Subject:  p.f. sloan text to "let me be" + more
Message:  P.F. Sloan is truly of the great sing- songwriters of America.

I also remember the great song "P.F. Sloan", writer Jimmy Layne Webb.

"Let Me Be"
                             (Writer P.F. Sloan)


     D   A    D6 E          [2X; 12-string enters 2nd time]
     / / / / / / / /

Verse 1:

      D              E      D          E
     Please don't mistake me or try to make me
           D        E       A
     The shadow of anybody else
     D            E      D              E
     I ain't the him or her you think I am
               D      E            A
     I'm just trying hard to be myself
               E                     A
     Though society's goal is to be part of the whole
                D                      E
     That may sound good to you, not to me


     Let me be, let me be
         D            E
     To think like I want to
     Let me be, let me be
             D        E
     That's all I ask of you
      D                      C#m   Bm     [1,2: repeat intro 3: to coda]
     I am what I am and that's all I ever can be

Verse 2:

     Don't try to plan me or understand me
     I can't stand to be understood
     I could never give in to or ever live up to
     Being like you think I should
     I've got some inner need that I'm tryin' to heed
     I can't take hand-me-down destiny

[repeat chorus]

Verse 3:

     Don't try to change me or rearrange me
     To satisfy the selfishness in you
     I'm not a piece of clay to mold to your moves each day
     And I'm not a pawn to be told how to move
     I'm sorry I ain't the fool you thought would play by your rules
     A to-each-is-own philosophy

[repeat chorus]



                    D     E       A
     I said that's all I ever can be   [repeat to fade]

Writer P.F. Sloan

Here comes JIMMY WEBB`s text for the P.F. Sloan song


Don't sing this song
Don't sing this song

I have been seeking P.F. Sloan
But no one knows where he has gone
No one ever heard the song
That good old boy sent winging

Now you might sigh
And you might moan
And you might sweat
About the skin and bone
You just smiled
And read the Rolling Stone
While he continued singing
Yeah, now listen to him singing

Don't sing this song
No, people, don't you sing this song
Don't sing this song
It belongs to P.F. Sloan
Oh from now on

My old friend Trigger up and died
Now they've got him stuffed and dried
You know they've tanned his hide
And crucified
Got him starin' glassy eyed
Out through the portable door

Nixon's come and bound to stay
He's taken all my sins away
I heard it on the news today
But it set my ears to ringing
Can't you hear the people singing

* Don't sing this song
No, people, don't you sing this song
Don't sing this song
It belongs to P.F. Sloan
Oh from now on, from now on

Last time I saw P.F. Sloan
He was summer burned and winter blown
He turned the corner all alone
But he continued singing
Yeah now, listen to him singing

(* Repeat and fade)

                             (Writer Jimmy Webb)


erik "the dane"

 p.f. sloan text to "let me be" + more by erik "the dane" at 9/27/2004 3:24:19 PM