Harry Chapin - Why Do Little Girls video free download

On July 16, 1981, singer/songwriter/humanitarian Harry Chapin died of a massive heart attack on the Long Island Expressway en route to yet another benefit concert. He was 38.

Harry's music spoke of universal longings of love, hate, and loneliness, underlined by the all too human need to try and understand the turmoils of the world around us, even within our own families.

His more famous songs, such as "Cat's In The Cradle" and "Taxi", are well represented on YouTube, I'd like to try and fill in some of the blanks. My first attempt at this, hope I made Harry proud, his music meant a great deal to me.

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Thanks to his family for keeping his spirit alive, please visit for more info:

http://harrychapinmusic.com

http://www.harrychapinfoundation.org

http://www.whyhunger.org

http://www.harrychapinfoodbank.org

From the final pic, Harry's epitaph:

Oh if a man tried

To take his time on earth

And prove before he died

What one man's life could be worth

Well I wonder what would happen to this world

From Harry's "I Wonder What Would Happen To This World"

Roy Lichtenstein paintings

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Lyrics:

Why Do Little Girls

written and performed by Harry Chapin

from the album "Living Room Suite" (1978)

Why did the little girls grow crooked

While the little boys grew tall

The boys were taught to tumble

And the girls told not to fall

The girls answered the telephones

The boys answered the calls

That's why little girls grew crooked

While the little boys grew tall

Why did the little girls grow crippled

While the little boys grew strong

The boys allowed to come of age

The girls just come along

The girls were told sing harmonies

While the boys could all sing songs

That's why the little girls grew crippled

While the little boys grew strong

Why did the little girls come broken

While the little boys came whole

And the little boys all were set aflame

And the girls told fan the coals

The boys were told to be themselves

The girls were told play roles

That's why little girls came broken

While the little boys came whole

Why were the little girls made frightened

To be just what they are

The boys were told to ask themselves

How high, how far

The girls were told to reach the shelves

While the boys were reaching stars

That's why little girls were frightened

To be just what they are

And still they bled for us all

As the moon rode the sky

They carried our seed

When our need ran high

And they fed all our children

In the night as they cried

Womankind wept

As mankind died

Why were the little girls left hurtin'

When all the boys were done

And then left there in the moonlight

When the boys went to meet the sun

And when the girls were open

Why had the little boys all won?

That's why little girls were hurtin'

When all the boys were done

Why did the little girls grow crooked

While the little boys grew tall

It's maybe 'cause the little boys

Didn't ever have to grow up at all

Where are the little girls?

Where are the little girls?

They all grew crooked and crippled

We left them broken

We made them frightened

They all are hurtin'

Where are the little girls?

Where are the little girls?

You know they're crooked, crippled, frightened, broken, hurtin'

Where are the little girls?

Yeah, the little girls

Where are the little girls?