Biography:
Richard Shindell (born 3 August 1960, Lakehurst, New Jersey) is an American folk singer. While dividing his time between Buenos Aires, Argentina, and New York's Hudson Valley, Shindell is a writer whose songs paint pictures, tell stories, and juxtapose ideas and images.
Shindell's songwriting often involves storytelling from a first-person point of view: for example, from an INS officer and illegal immigrant in "Fishing", to a World War II soldier in "Sparrows Point"
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Other songs:
- A Juggler Out In Traffic
- A Summer Wind A Cotton Dress
- A Tune For Nowhere
- Acadian Driftwood
- Are You Happy Now
- Arrowhead
- Beyond The Iron Gate
- Blue Divide
- By Now
- Castaway
- Darkness Darkness
- Deportee
- Easy Street
- Fishing
- Gethsemani Goodbye
- Gray Green
- I Saw My Youth Today
- Ill Be Here In The Morning
- Last Fare Of The Day
- Lawrence Ks
- May
- Money For Floods
- Northbound 35
- On A Sea Of Fleur
- Parasol Ants
- Reunion Hill
- Sing Me Back Home
- Smiling
- So Says The Whippoorwill
- Sparrows Point
- Spring
- State Of The Union
- Storms Are On The Ocean
- Summer Wind A Cotton Dress
- The Ballad Of Mary Magdalen
- The Courier
- The Kenworth Of My Dreams
- The Last Fare Of The Day
- The Next Best Western
- The Things That I Have Seen
- The Weather
- Transit
- Tv Light
- Waiting For The Storm
- Wisteria
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Richard Shindell - The Things That I Have Seen
CAPO: 3rd Fret
INTRO: Am G (4x)
Am C G
I was proud to be the soldier I had been since '83
Am F E
When I joined to pay for college, like my brothers before me
Am C G
I was proud to serve my country and to be a fine Marine
Am F E Am G Am G
But pride cannot protect me from the things that I have seen
Am C G
When they shipped us out of Norfolk, my family came to wave
Am F E
My Mama stood there choking back the tears and looking brave
Am C G
And though we never spoke of it, we all feared it just the same
Am F E Am G
Now they tell me I should talk about the things that I have seen
F G Am
I was trained to take the good shot, I was trained to clean my gun
F Em F
They trained me not to talk back and they trained me not to run
Am C G
And I was trained to be as silent as the shadow of a hawk
Am F E Am G Am G
No one trained me for the silence of the things that I have seen
Am C G
And once I saw an accident on Old Route 17
Am F E
Mama told me not to look at it, as we slowly passed the scene
Am C G
Though the image of that wreckage was burned into my brain
Am F E Am G
That did not prepare me for the things that I have seen
F G Am
I thought I was a good man, I thought I was elite
F Em F
I thought I'd fight the good fight, that I'd never see defeat
Am C G
And that we'd won that bloody war, how we laughed at their retreat
Am F E Am G
Now I wage a losing battle against the things that I have seen
INSTRUMENTAL: Am G (7x)
Am C G
Just be glad modern science has given us so much
Am F E
We can rifle through the channels without ever standing up
Am C G
But I can't find a station that's finally had enough
Am F E Am G
Of this morbid fascination with the things that I have seen
Am F E F G
And me, I can't stop dreaming of these things that I have seen
OUTRO: Am G (4x)
CAPO: 3rd Fret
INTRO: Am G (4x)
Am C G
I was proud to be the soldier I had been since '83
Am F E
When I joined to pay for college, like my brothers before me
Am C G
I was proud to serve my country and to be a fine Marine
Am F E Am G Am G
But pride cannot protect me from the things that I have seen
Am C G
When they shipped us out of Norfolk, my family came to wave
Am F E
My Mama stood there choking back the tears and looking brave
Am C G
And though we never spoke of it, we all feared it just the same
Am F E Am G
Now they tell me I should talk about the things that I have seen
F G Am
I was trained to take the good shot, I was trained to clean my gun
F Em F
They trained me not to talk back and they trained me not to run
Am C G
And I was trained to be as silent as the shadow of a hawk
Am F E Am G Am G
No one trained me for the silence of the things that I have seen
Am C G
And once I saw an accident on Old Route 17
Am F E
Mama told me not to look at it, as we slowly passed the scene
Am C G
Though the image of that wreckage was burned into my brain
Am F E Am G
That did not prepare me for the things that I have seen
F G Am
I thought I was a good man, I thought I was elite
F Em F
I thought I'd fight the good fight, that I'd never see defeat
Am C G
And that we'd won that bloody war, how we laughed at their retreat
Am F E Am G
Now I wage a losing battle against the things that I have seen
INSTRUMENTAL: Am G (7x)
Am C G
Just be glad modern science has given us so much
Am F E
We can rifle through the channels without ever standing up
Am C G
But I can't find a station that's finally had enough
Am F E Am G
Of this morbid fascination with the things that I have seen
Am F E F G
And me, I can't stop dreaming of these things that I have seen
OUTRO: Am G (4x)
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