I've Got Eyes

by Andrew Dutney

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Recorded live at the Queensland Conservatorium of Music, Brisbane, 29th February 1980.
Produced by Andrew Dutney and Brian Winn.
Engineered and mixed by Neil Packer and Howard Davidson.
Concert PA by David Warren.

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released September 1, 1980

Andrew Dutney: Guitars and Vocals.
Graham Langdon: Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin and Vocal on "I Gave It Away".
Janusz Sysak: Electric Guitar.
Trevor Jordan: Bass.
Peter Stewart: Piano.
Dennis Harth: Drums.
Graham Ashton: Violin.
All songs written by Andrew Dutney except "I Gave It Away" by Graham Langdon and "Which Side" by Arlo Guthrie.
Cover design and artwork by John Dutney.
Photography by Colette Boucquey, David McIntyre, Mark McIntyre and Robert Eckersley.

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Track Name: Children Of God
We've got so much to be thankful for.
We've come so far, though not on our own.
We have received from God's storehouse
riches unnumbered,
riches unheard of.
We've all become children of God.

We've all been gathered into the family.
We've all been grafted onto the tree.
The question is:
Do you think of our happy little community
as a basket of flowers
or as buds on the tree?
We're children of God.

You might be right in saying we're a motley crowd.
We grovel in our failures,
our humanity cries out loud.
But believe it or not
that same power is in this lot
that raised our Lord from the grave.

We have no history to speak of.
We're probably all just fools born of fools.
But out of his mercy God has given us
riches unnumbered,
riches unheard of.
We've all become children of God.
Track Name: I've Got Eyes
I've got eyes.
I can see for myself.
I've got eyes,
just like everyone else.
And when I'm looking at the news
I can see what's going on too.
I've got eyes.

Looking back,
I can see where we've come.
Looking back,
on all the things we've done.
And with a better point of view
maybe we can see what we're moving on to.
Looking back.

Do you hear
the thundering sound?
Do you hear
the storm gathering round?
And if we weather out the storm
maybe there's something better following on.
But do you hear?

I've got eyes.
I can see for myself.
I've got eyes,
just like everyone else.
And if you saw the things I see
you couldn't sit there so peacefully.
I've got eyes.
Track Name: Lest We Remember
Lest we remember,
lest we recall,
we'll build ourselves a monument,
we'll sanctify the war.
We'll number our heroes.
The dead we'll ignore.
Nobody remembers what the young ones dies for.

Lest we remember,
lest we recall,
in case we remember the pain of it all.

And over and over we'll tell it again:
the story of bravery,
of dashing young men.
The reasons we'll argue,
the blame we will lay,
'till truth as we tell it
is history some day.

Lest we remember,
lest we recall,
in case we remember the pain of it all.
Lest we remember,
lest we recall,
in case we find reason for just one more war.
Track Name: Whose World?
Whose world?...

I don't know where we got the thought
that there's nothing owed and nothing bought.
We fill the gaps, we close our eyes,
but the question's set in every sky:
Whose world?

The winning circle pays no bills,
takes no blame,
takes no spills.
The throw of dice,
the fall of cards,
the players never stop to ask:
Whose world?

Money talks
while justice walks it's lonely long way round.
The bitter seed sends forth its leaves
to shade the stony ground.

The Master sends a runner out
to call the people round about:
the poor, the weak, the wretched ones,
gathered from here to kingdom come.
Now, whose world?
Track Name: We're Friends
Love takes a little beating
every once and again
every now and then
at our hands.
We're tired or busy, short of money.
It doesn't matter why.
It's not as though we try,
it just happens.
And through the tears and the angry words
that sometimes come between us,
a light is passed,
the love still lasts,
the bond is fast:
we're friends.

You earn the money, work and worry,
although you'd rather not,
although there's a lot of
better things to do.
But still you care and
still you share in
all my running round,
all the ups and downs of what I'm doing.
And when it all starts closing in
and there's no room left for us,
a light is passed,
the love still lasts,
the bond is fast:
we're friends.
Track Name: I Gave It Away
I gave it away.
I gave my life away.
I gave it back to the Lord of love.
I gave it away.
I gave my life away.
I gave it back to the Lord of love,
the Lord of my life.
And I'm not afraid to say that I've been searching.
And I'm not afraid to admit that I've got faults.
And I'm not afraid to say that I believe in Jesus.
He opened up my life
for all to share.
Track Name: The Season
You've been opening doors.
You've been knocking down walls. I don't know why.
You've been lifting the lid,
showing what's hidden, opening my eyes. Why?
Maybe it's the season for a change.
Maybe it's the season to hit the road again.

You've been writing on walls,
slipping notes under doors.
Tell me why.
You've been dropping the hint,
striking the flint,
saying "Give it a try".
Maybe it's the season for moving on.
Show me the way, and I'll be gone.

Heather's been feeling the changes too.
All we want to know is
what do you want us to do?

You've been driving me out,
putting words in my mouth,
giving me songs.
You've been drawing the lines,
rhyming me rhymes,
saying, "Move it along".
Maybe it's the season for moving on.
Well then, show me the way, and I'll be gone.
Track Name: Getting There
Just when I think that I'm getting there,
just when I think that the sun is shining through
and I can be with you,
I find another day's begun with shadows of it's own.
Just when I think that the lights are on,
just when I think that the struggling is long gone
and I can move along,
I see the shadows start to fall. It's not the end at all.

Jesus, why must it be this way?
Why must I follow you so closely;
follow the path you laid?
But, Oh, the sweet surprise:
in the struggle I find your eyes.
Track Name: Leaving Home
Watch your step, please sir.
Watch where you walk, please mister.
'Cos though the road will rise to meet you,
the street strives to defeat you.
You're not a tourist, but a pilgrim
leaving home.

I've seen the best men disappear
while the worst can persevere.
They're made to look like such fools
by the ones who make the rules.
Who's to win and who's to lose?
Who could ever choose?

What's the good of being strong
when the world just rolls along
never scratching, never scarring,
never jolting, never jarring?
Who's to win and who's to lose?
Who could ever choose?

One day you're going to count the cost,
tally everything you've lost,
number every scar and bruise.
We call it, paying your dues.
Who's to win and who's to lose?
Who could ever choose?
Track Name: Free To Serve
The ageless victim stands.
He rings his bony hands.
Says, "Who could ever understand
the misery of man?"
They cut us with their knives,
torment our retched lives,
till bitterness is all that's left;
only the pain survives.
Oppressor and oppressed
both trapped in bitterness.
The victor and the victim
both run second
to winner, death.

Well point me to the door
now I need stay no more.
The price is paid.
I'll get away.
Isn't that what freedom's for?
But the one who set me free,
who gave me liberty,
says, "If I saved you, then you are free
to serve the likes of these."
Track Name: Benediction
May the kindness of our Lord, Jesus
and the love of our God
and the friendship,
and the unity
of the Spirit
be with us.
Be with us.