Publicación: 11 de mayo.
Productor: Wishbone Ash.
Ingeniero: Keith Harwood.
Grabación: Febrero - marzo de 1973.
Estudio: Olympic Studios; Apple Studios, Londres, Inglaterra.
Masterizado: Decca Studios.
Discográfica U.K: MCA Records.
Nº de catalogo U.K: MDKS 8011.
Nº de catalogo U.S.A: MCA 327.
Diseño de portada, fotografia: Hipgnosis.
Diseño (tinte): Maurice Tate.
Management: Miles Axe Copeland III ('Captain Goddam').
Tracklist:
Lado A.
01 So Many Things To Say.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner) 5:00
02 Ballad Of The Beacon.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner) 4:58
03 No Easy Road.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner) 3:40
04 Everybody Needs A Friend.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner) 8:53
Lado B.
05 Doctor.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner) 5:48
06 Sorrel.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner) 5:35
07 Sing Out The Song.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner) 4:21
08 Rock 'N Roll Widow.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner) 5:41
Tiempo total: 43:37 minutos.
Vinyl Long Play - Edición U.K:
Discográfica: MCA Records.
Nº de catalogo: MDKS 8011.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Interior carpeta.
Poster.
Poster.
Etiquetas lados 1 y 2.
Vinyl Long Play - Edición U.S.A:
Discográfica: MCA Records.
Nº de catalogo: MCA 327.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Funda interior.
Funda interior.
Etiqueta lado 1.
Compact Disc - Edición U.S.A:
Discográfica: MCA Records.
Nº de catalogo: MCAD 10350.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Disco.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Wishbone Ash:
Ted Turner: Guitarras eléctricas, acústicas y de 12 cuerdas, voces.
Andy Powell: Guitarras acústicas y eléctricas, voces.
Martin Turner: Bajo, voces.
Steve Upton: Batería, percusión.
Otros músicos:
George Nash: Teclados (Everybody Needs A Friend).
Graham Maitland: Piano (No Easy Road).
Phil Kenzie, Dave Coxhill y Bud Parks: Sección de cuerno (No Easy Road).
Letras:
So Many Things To Say.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner)
You want me to go out and steal a million dollars
You make me fight an army win and get away.
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say.
You expect me to lay the crown jewels at your feet
Pour upon you gold and silver too.
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say.
Nasty things you ran away from
Will catch you up again
Heroes that you try to be like
Will make you feel your pain
There'll you sit alone and lonely
Everything'll turn grey
You try to figure how the high life
Came and made you insane.
You want me to go out and steal a million dollars
You make me fight an army win and get away.
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say.
You want me to go out and steal a million dollars
You make me fight an army win and get away.
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say.
You expect me to lay the crown jewels at your feet
Want me to pour upon you gold and silver too.
I've got so many things to tell you.
So many things to say.
Ballad Of The Beacon.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner)
We'll be leaving this town in the morning,
Tommorrow we'll be able to see,
I've had me enough of this city,
And she's had enough out of me.
Say if I climbed to the mountains,
Would you still follow me there,
Steal me away in an echo,
The mountains will always be there.
I'm turning my sights on the country,
Sold everything that I own,
I'm heading away from the bright lights,
Looking for where the wind blows.
Say if I climbed to the mountains,
Would you still follow me there,
Steal me away in an echo,
The mountains will always be there.
We'll be leaving this town in the morning,
Tommorrow we'll be able to see,
I've had me enough of this city,
And she's had enough out of me.
Say if I climbed to the mountains,
Would you still follow me there,
Steal me away in an echo,
The mountains will always be there.
No Easy Road.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner)
Rock 'n' roll keeps dragging me
Where I don't know and you can't see
Cities rolling by and by
Twist my arm and sting my eye.
Point me in the right direction
Stamp your feet and shout
We can laugh and play around
Be best friends right now.
Watch me join the circus
Watch me steal the show
There ain't no easy money
There ain't no easy road.
Buy me, pay me, wonder why
Stumble across the land
It failed for you, you can't fail for me
We start to understand.
Rock 'n' roll keeps dragging me
Where I don't know and you can't see
Cities rolling by and by
Twist my arm and sting my eye.
Watch me join the circus
Watch me steal the show
There ain't no easy money
There ain't no easy road.
Everybody Needs A Friend.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner)
Trust in me, I'll try to do
Everything to help you that I can
Broken wings can heal and mend again
Don't be afraid to cry your tears out loud
Everybody needs to have a friend.
It's only love that I can give
I give to you the only love I have
When I see you're in misery
It makes me want to try and understand
Everybody needs a helping hand.
It's only love that I can give
I give to you the only love I have
When I see you're so unhappy
It makes me want to try and understand
Everybody needs a helping hand.
If everything should turn around
And it's me who feels so down and out
You could be the kind of company
To share a load and know how bad it feels
Everybody needs to have a friend.
Doctor.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner)
Doctor can you help me please
I'm laying on the floor
I need a glass of something
Like you gave me once before
I'll send my little messenger
He'll bring the money to you
He'll slowly make his way back home
There'll be no horror show today
My friends and me we'll be up and get away.
If I fill your every need
Then you won't feel so empty
In my web I'll bet your life
You're dead before you're thirty.
Doctor can you help me please
I trust you like my mum
You know that you won't stop me turning
All the whole world on
You know I'll always come to you
When everything goes wrong
You pick me up, don't let me go down
To the horror show today
My friends and me we'll be up and get away.
If I fill your every need
Then you won't feel so empty
In my web I'll bet your life
You're dead before you're thirty.
Doctor can you help me please
I'm laying on the floor
I need a glass of something
Like you gave me once before
I'll send my little messenger
He'll bring the money to you
He'll slowly make his way back home
There'll be no horror show today
My friends and me we'll be up and get away.
If I fill your every need
Then you won't feel so empty
In my web I'll bet your life
You're dead before you're thirty.
Sorrel.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner)
In a garden of the southland
He found her wandering astray
She came to show him of her beauty
That many passersby don't see.
Would you be taking in
Such frail-looking lady
The sadness of her lone display.
Dressed in yellow fire burning
The corner dweller on the lane
Sorrow was her only feeling
For she could have no living shame.
Take good care and time
To sow your own true seed
The summers end will bring your leaving.
Then he journeyed for a long ways
And she was never in his mind
Came he home to just a memory
For the lady she had died.
Take thee care and time
To sow your own true seed
The summers end will bring your leaving.
Sing Out The Song.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner)
Remember the bar garden
Glass filled with beer
Nothing to lose, only good times to gain
A friend to help along
When the words wouldn't come.
Sing out the song brother
Sing it loud and clear
Then we'll laugh together
Like the old days.
The rusty guitar
Its sound filled the air
Out of tune choruses
That didn't sound quite there
How about the joker
He got his laugh and then he said.
Sing out the song brother
Sing it loud and clear
Then we'll laugh together
Like the old days.
The way that things are now
It's not the same anymore
And I sometimes wish that
We could all sit down together
And sing it all again.
Remember the bar garden
Glass filled with beer
Nothing to lose, only good times to gain
A friend to help along
When the words wouldn't come.
Sing out the song brother
Sing it loud and clear
Then we'll laugh together
Like the old days.
Rock 'N Roll Widow.
(A. Powell, M. Turner, S. Upton, T. Turner)
It happened in an open field
Down in a southern state
And no one knows the reasons why
Some would say it's hate
They shot the guy who sold the dogs
It came as some surprise
And to the lady standing there
Brought sadness to her eyes.
She's a rock and roll widow
Living in this town
Another rock and roll widow
Since they gunned him down.
The heat of day still hung around
As night began to fall
The sheriff came up from the town
In answer to the call
The band played on in darkness
Not knowing what to do
As people ran from side to side
Just looking for a clue.
She's a rock and roll widow
Living in this town
Another rock and roll widow
Since they gunned him down.
It happened in an open field
Down in a southern state
And no one knows the reasons why
Some would say it's hate
They shot the guy who sold the dogs
It came as some surprise
And to the lady standing there
Brought sadness to her eyes.
She's a rock and roll widow
Living in this town
Another rock and roll widow
Since they gunned him down.
MCA Records - Promo.
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