Biography:
Samuel Robert ("Bob") Gibson (November 16, 1931 – September 28, 1996) was a folk singer who led a folk music revival in the late 1950s and early 1960s. He was known for playing both the banjo and the 12-string guitar. He introduced Joan Baez at the Newport Folk Festival of 1959. He produced a number of LPs in the decade from 1956 to 1965. His best known album, Gibson & Camp at the Gate of Horn, was released in 1961. His songs have been recorded by
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I Never Got To Know Her Very well
(written by Shel Silverstein)
[Intro]
D E A* F#m E
D E A A7
Never got to know her very well
D E A A7
All we did was spend a little time
D E A F#m
You're waiting for a story but there's really none to tell
E A
She's just a passing shadow on my mind
E D Bm
And I remember her on the streets of New York City
E D E
As I walked along, looking for some place to go
Bm D Bm
As she passed I said "Hey there's snowflakes on your lashes"
E A A7
And she laughed and said, "That isn't snow"
D E A F#m
She said, "they're feathers from a pillow God is shaking in the sky"
Bm E A A7
And she opened smiling lips to catch a snowflake blowing by
D E A F#m
And we both began to laugh and then I looked into her eyes
E E7
It was warmer then.
But I never got to know her very well
All we did was spend a little time
If you're waiting for a story, there's really none to tell
She's just a passing shadow on my mind
But I remember her as we woke up warm together
In her flowered room, and she said, "I'll help you pack"
She sewed my shirt, I said, "I'll stay forever"
But she laughed and put some cookies in my sack
And she said "Leave a trail of cookie crumbs as you walk through the snow
And someday I'll follow after; find you where you go"
And I left her in her doorway. Ah, why I'll never know
But I was younger then
I never got to know her very well
All we did was spend a little time
You're waiting for a story but there's really none to tell
She's just a passing shadow on my mind
E A
Never got to know her very well.
(written by Shel Silverstein)
[Intro]
D E A* F#m E
D E A A7
Never got to know her very well
D E A A7
All we did was spend a little time
D E A F#m
You're waiting for a story but there's really none to tell
E A
She's just a passing shadow on my mind
E D Bm
And I remember her on the streets of New York City
E D E
As I walked along, looking for some place to go
Bm D Bm
As she passed I said "Hey there's snowflakes on your lashes"
E A A7
And she laughed and said, "That isn't snow"
D E A F#m
She said, "they're feathers from a pillow God is shaking in the sky"
Bm E A A7
And she opened smiling lips to catch a snowflake blowing by
D E A F#m
And we both began to laugh and then I looked into her eyes
E E7
It was warmer then.
But I never got to know her very well
All we did was spend a little time
If you're waiting for a story, there's really none to tell
She's just a passing shadow on my mind
But I remember her as we woke up warm together
In her flowered room, and she said, "I'll help you pack"
She sewed my shirt, I said, "I'll stay forever"
But she laughed and put some cookies in my sack
And she said "Leave a trail of cookie crumbs as you walk through the snow
And someday I'll follow after; find you where you go"
And I left her in her doorway. Ah, why I'll never know
But I was younger then
I never got to know her very well
All we did was spend a little time
You're waiting for a story but there's really none to tell
She's just a passing shadow on my mind
E A
Never got to know her very well.
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