Sin orden ni concierto

  Versión de Joan Baez de la canción compuesta por Bob Dylan en 1962  Letra It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If'n you don't know by now And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It'll never do somehow When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm a-traveling on But don't think twice, it's all right … And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe That light I never knowed And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road But I wish there was somethin' you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay But we never did too much talking anyway But don't think twice, it's all right … So it ain't no use in calling out my name, gal Like you never done before And it ain't no use in calling out my name, gal I can't hear you anymore I'm a-thinking and a-wonderin' walking down the road I ...

  Canción compuesta por Hedy West en 1961 y popularizada por Joan Baez . Aquí en la versión de Peter, Paul and Mary. Letra If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone  You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles,  a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles,  You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.  Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four,  Lord I'm 500 miles from my home.  500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles  Lord I'm five hundred miles from my home.  Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name  Lord I can't go a-home this a-way  This a-away, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way,  Lord I can't go a-home this a-way.  If you miss the train I'm on you will know that I am gone  You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. 

  Canción tradicional folk de 1916, en una versión absolutamente blues de Nina Simone. Bellísima canción del amor El negro es el color del cabello de mi verdadero amor. Del cabello de mi amor verdadero Oh, amo a mi amante y a donde va Sí, me encanta el suelo por donde va. Y todavía espero que llegará el momento Cuando él y yo seremos como uno... Igualmente bella en otro estilo, esta de Joan Baez.   Letra Black is the color of my true love's hair His face so soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes And the strongest hands I love the ground on where he stands I love the ground on where he stands Black is the color of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair Oh I love my lover And where he goes Yes, I love the ground on where he goes And still I hope That the time will come When he and I will be as one When he and I will be as one So black is the color of my true love's hair Black is the color of my true love's hair Black is the color of my t...

  Canción de Peter Schickele, cantada por Joan Baez, para la película  Silent Running  de  Douglas Trumbull (supervisor de efectos especiales en 2001: Odisea del espacio, Encuentros en la tercera fase, o La amenaza de Andrómeda), de 1972. Canción reclama el valor de la educación a los hijos, el amor a la vida, la paradoja de su finitud y el deseo de infinito. Letra Fields of children running wild In the sun Like a forest is your child, growing wild In the sun Doomed in his innocence In the sun Gather your children to your side In the sun Tell them all they love will die Tell them why In the Sun Tell them it's not too late Cultivate, one by one Tell them to harvest and rejoice In the sun

  Extraordinaria canción de  Joan Báez, del año 1975. Letras Well, I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit Hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago Heading straight for a fall As I remember your eyes Were bluer than robin's eggs My poetry was lousy you said Where are you calling from? A booth in the midwest Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks You brought me something We both know what memories can bring They bring diamonds and rust Well, you burst on the scene Already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond You strayed into my arms And there you stayed Temporarily lost at sea The Madonna was yours for free Yes, the girl on the half-shell Could keep you unharmed Now I see you standing With brown leaves falling all around And snow in your hair Now you're smiling out the window Of that crummy hotel Over Washington...

  Balada  country  compuesta por Kris Kristofferson en 1970. Aparece en la película de John Huston Fat City. Otra buena versión es la de Joan Baez Letra Take the ribbon from your hair, Shake it loose and let it fall, Layin' soft upon my skin. Like the shadows on the wall. Come and lay down by my side till the early morning light All I'm takin' is your time. Help me make it through the night. I don't care what's right or wrong, I don't try to understand. Let the devil take tomorrow. Lord, tonight I need a friend. Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow's out of sight. And it's sad to be alone. Help me make it through the night. I don't care what's right or wrong, (Yes, I do!) I don't try to understand. Let the devil take tomorrow. Lord, tonight I need a friend. Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow's out of sight. Lord, it's bad to be alone. Help me make it through the night.

  Preciosa canción de 1973 de Janis Ian, en la versión de Joan Baez, sobre la ausencia y la espera. Cabe destacar otras versiones como la de Roberta Flack y la original de Janis Ian Letra Jesse, come home There's a hole in the bed Where you slept Now it's growing cold Jesse, your face In the place where we lay By the hearth, all apart It hangs on my heart And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared, I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home Jesse, the floors and the boards Recalling your steps And I remember, too All the pictures are fading They're shaded in grey But I still set a place On the table at noon And I'm leaving a light on the stairs No I'm not scared, I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home Jesse, the spread on the bed Is like when you left I've kept it for you All the blues and the greens Have been recently cleaned And are seemingly new Hey Jess, me and you We'll swallow the light on the stairs Fix u...