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Harry Chapin Web
This
section of my site is dedicated to the memory of Harry Chapin
"Remember
when the music came from little boxes strung with silver
wire"

Harry
Chapin is simply my all time musical hero. Harry's words and
music have been a constant inspiration to me since the time I
first heard him on British Radio.
The
things he stood for in life, his beliefs and his humanity were
an object lesson to us all. I am an unashamed fan as you will
find out if you follow the following links. This is a living
site which is still in progress so please return again.
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Harry
Biography
Just
who was Harry Chapin, what was his music all about and
what did he stand for in life? You will find some of
the answers here.
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here
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Songs
recorded by Harry
Click
above for listings of Harry's songs
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here
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Album
Reviews
You
are just a click away from my reviews of Harry's
albums
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here
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Harry
and Me
At
the time of his death I was in contact with Harry.
Here are copies of his letter to me and comments I
received from his publicist.
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here
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Remember
When the Music
What
makes Harry Chapin's music stand apart from other
songwriters and what are the themes running through
his music? This essay attempts to answer these
questions
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here
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Harry's
Places:
Harry
wrote about many places in his songs. This article
lists some of them.
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British
Interview
Transcript
of an interview given by Harry Chapin to Radio One in
the United Kingdom.
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Harry
links
Click
above to go to read about the best sites on Harry
Chapin on the Internet.
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here
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Harry's
Songs and Me
Harry's
song lyrics and just what the songs mean to me.
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here
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Harry's
Songs
The
following section gives the lyrics to Harry's songs and
explains what each song means personally to me. I am still
building this section. just follow the links and please return
again:-
A
Better Place To Be
Any Old Kind of Day
Cats in the Cradle
Flowers Are Red
I Miss America
Mail Order Annie
Sandy
Sequel
Story of a Life
Taxi
The Parade's Still Passing By
There Only Was One Choice
WOLD
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