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This is my song, O God of all the nations
A song of peace, for lands afar & mine This is my home, the country where my heart is Heare are my hopes, my dreams, my holy shrine But other hearts in other lands are beating With hopes and dreams as true and high as mine My country's skies are bluer than the ocean And sunlight beams on clover leaf and pine But other lands have sunlight too, and clover And skies are everywhere as blue as mine O hear my song, thou God of all the nations A song of peace for their land and for mine |
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| 2. |
| 5:01 |
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Coldest night of the winter
working up my farewell In the middle of everything under no particular spell Dreaming of the mountains where the children learn the stars Clouds roll in from Nebraska dark chords on a big guitar My restlessness is long gone standing like an old jack pine I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter She's a friend of a friend of mine Can't believe your hands and mouth did all that to me And they are so daily naked for all the world to see That thunderstorm in Michigan I never will forget We shook right with the thunder & with the pounding rain got wet Where did you turn when you turned from me with your arms across your chest Ya,I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter saw her in the great northwest Would she have said it was the wrong time if I had found her then I don't ask very much a field across the road and a few good friends She used to come & see me she was always there & gone Even the very longest love do'nt last very long She'd stood there in my doorway smoothing out her dress saying 'life is a thump-ripe melon- -so sweet and such a mess' (I wanted to get to know you but you said you were shy I would have followed you anywhere but hello rolled into goodbye I just stood there watching as you walked along the fence Beware of them that look at you as an experience You're back out on the highway with your poems of city heat I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter here on my own side street) Well,The murderer who lived next door seemed such a normal guy-- You try to swallow what they shove at us you run out of tears to cry I heard a man speak quietly I listened for a while He spoke from his heart to my woe & then he bowed & smiled What is real but compassion as we move from birth to death Ya,I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter & I'm running out of breath Spring will come back I know it will & it'll do its best so useful, so endangered like a lion or a breast I think about my children when I look at any child's face pray that we will find a way to get with all this amazing grace It's so cold out there tonight stormy I can hardly see I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter & I guess I always will be. |
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| 3. |
| 5:24 |
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The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are packed in the creosote dumps They're flying you back to the Mexico border To pay all your money to wade back again Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be deportees My father's own father, he waded that river They took all the money he made in his life My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees They rode the big trucks till they lay down and die Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be deportees The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon A fireball of lightning, and it shook all the hills Who are these comrades that died like the dry leaves The radio tells me they're just deportees Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be deportees We died in your hills and we died in your deserts We died in your valleys we died on your plains We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes Both sides of the river we died just the same Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be deportees Some of us are illegal, and others not wanted Our work contract's out and we have to move on But it's six hundred miles to that Mexican border They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves. Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be deportees Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit To fall like dry leaves and rot on the top soil And be called by no name except "deportee" Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be deportees |
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| 4. |
| 4:18 |
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I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" said he, "I never died" said he. "The Copper Bosses killed you Joe, They shot you Joe" says I. "Takes more than guns to kill a man" Says Joe "I didn't die" Says Joe "I didn't die" And standing there as big as life And smiling with his eyes. Says Joe "What they can never kill Went on to organize, Went on to organize" From San Diego up to Maine, In every mine and mill, Where working-men defend their rights, It's there you find Joe Hill, It's there you find Joe Hill! I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" said he, "I never died" said he. |
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| 5. |
| 5:18 |
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It's Christmastime in Washington
The Democrats rehearsed Gettin' into gear for four more years Things not gettin' worse The Republicans drink whiskey neat And thanked their lucky stars They said, 'He cannot seek another term They'll be no more FDRs' I sat home in Tennessee Staring at the screen With an uneasy feeling in my chest And I'm wonderin' what it means So come back Woody Guthrie Come back to us now Tear your eyes from paradise And rise again somehow If you run into Jesus Maybe he can help you out Come back Woody Guthrie to us now I followed in your footsteps once Back in my travelin' days Somewhere I failed to find your trail Now I'm stumblin' through the haze But there's killers on the highway now And a man can't get around So I sold my soul for wheels that roll Now I'm stuck here in this town So come back Woody Guthrie Come back to us now Tear your eyes from paradise And rise again somehow If you run into Jesus Maybe he can help you out Come back Woody Guthrie to us now There's foxes in the hen house Cows out in the corn The unions have been busted Their proud red banners torn To listen to the radio You'd think that all was well But you and me and Cisco know It's going straight to hell So come back, Emma Goldman Rise up, old Joe Hill The barracades are goin' up They cannot break our will Come back to us, Malcolm X And Martin Luther King We're marching into Selma As the bells of freedom ring So come back Woody Guthrie Come back to us now Tear your eyes from paradise And rise again somehow If you run into Jesus Maybe he can help you out Come back Woody Guthrie to us now |
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| 6. |
| 3:37 |
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Farewell Angelina
The bells of the crown Are being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound The triangle tingles And the trumpet play slow Farewell Angelina The sky is on fire And I must go. There's no need for anger There's no need for blame There's nothing to prove Ev'rything's still the same Just a table standing empty By the edge of the sea Farewell Angelina The sky is trembling And I must leave. The jacks and queens Have forsaked the courtyard Fifty-two gypsies Now file past the guards In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild Farewell Angelina The sky is folding I'll see you in a while. See the cross-eyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun Shooting tin cans With a sawed-off shotgun And the neighbors they clap And they cheer with each blast Farewell Angelina The sky's changing color And I must leave fast. King Kong, little elves On the rooftoops they dance Valentino-type tangos While the make-up man's hands Shut the eyes of the dead Not to embarrass anyone Farewell Angelina The sky is embarrassed And I must be gone. The machine guns are roaring The puppets heave rocks The fiends nail time bombs To the hands of the clocks Call me any name you like I will never deny it Farewell Angelina The sky is erupting I must go where it's quiet. |
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| 7. |
| 5:16 |
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Where in the hell can you go far from the things that you know
Far from the sprawl of concrete that keeps crawling its way about 1,000 miles a day? Take one last look behind, commit this to memory and mind. Don't miss this wasteland, this terrible place. When you leave keep your heart off your sleeve. Motherland cradle me, close my eyes, lullaby me to sleep. Keep me safe, lie with me, stay beside me don't go. Don't you go. Oh, my five & dime queen tell me what have you seen? The lust and the avarice, the bottomless, cavernous greed, is that what you see? Motherland cradle me, close my eyes, lullaby me to sleep. Keep me safe, lie with me, stay beside me don't go. It's your happiness I want most of all and for that I'd do anything at all, oh mercy me! If you want the best of it or the most of all, if there's anything I can do at all. Now come on shot gun bride what makes me envy your life? Faceless, nameless, innocent, blameless and free, what's that like to be? Motherland cradle me, close my eyes, lullaby me to sleep. Keep me safe, lie with me, stay beside me don't go. Don't go. |
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| 5:41 |
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I wish I were home now, in Carrickfergus
Only for nights in Ballygrand I would swim over the deepest ocean The deepest ocean, to be by your side But the sea is wide, I cannot swim over And either have I wings to fly I wish I could find me a handy boatman To ferry me over to my love and die These childhood places bring sad reflections Of happy times, spent so long ago My girlhood friends and my own relations Have all passed on, like the melting snow And I'll spend my days in endless roaming Soft is the grass, and my bed is free Ah, to be home now in Carrickfergus On that long road down to the salty sea And in Kilkenny, it is reported On marble stone as black as ink With gold and silver he did support me But I'll sing no more now 'til I've had a drink And I'm drunk today and I'm rarely sober As I roam on, from town to town Ah, but I'm sick now, and my days are numbered Come all ye young lads, and lay me down Come all ye young lads, and lay me down |
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| 9. |
| 5:07 |
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Jack-A-Roe (Traditional)
There was a wealthy merchant, In London he did dwell He had a lovely daughter, The truth to you I'll tell Oh the truth to you I'll tell She had sweethearts a-plenty And men of high degree There was none but Jack the sailor, Her true love e'er could be Oh her true love e'er could be Now Jackie's gone a-sailing With trouble on his mind To leave his native country And his darling girl behind Oh, his darling girl behind. She went into a tailor shop And dressed in men's array And stepped on board a vessel To convey herself away Oh, to convey herself away. "Before you step on board, sir, Your name I'd like to know" She smiled all in her countenance, "They call me Jackaroe" Oh, they call me Jackaroe. "Your waist is light and slender, Your fingers are neat and small Your cheeks too red and rosy To face the cannonball" Oh, to face the cannon-ball. "I know my waist is slender, My fingers neat and small But it would not make me tremble To see ten thousand fall" Oh, to see ten thousand fall. The war soon being over, They hunted all around And among the dead and dying Her darling boy she found Oh, her darling boy she found. She picked him up all in her arms And carried him to the town And sent for a physician who Quickly healed his wounds Oh, who quickly healed his wounds. This couple they got married And well they did agree This couple they got married, So why not you and me Oh, so why not you and me. |
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| 5:26 |
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Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground With an iron chain around his neck. Old Reilly's daughter got a message That her father was goin' to hang. She rode by night and came by morning With gold and silver in her hand. When the judge he saw Reilly's daughter His old eyes deepened in his head, Sayin', "Gold will never free your father, The price, my dear, is you instead." "Oh I'm as good as dead," cried Reilly, "It's only you that he does crave And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all. Get on your horse and ride away." "Oh father you will surely die If I don't take the chance to try And pay the price and not take your advice. For that reason I will have to stay." The gallows shadows shook the evening, In the night a hound dog bayed, In the night the grounds were groanin', In the night the price was paid. The next mornin' she had awoken To know that the judge had never spoken. She saw that hangin' branch a-bendin', She saw her father's body broken. These be seven curses on a judge so cruel: That one doctor will not save him, That two healers will not heal him, That three eyes will not see him. That four ears will not hear him, That five walls will not hide him, That six diggers will not bury him And that seven deaths shall never kill him |
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| 11. |
| 4:37 |
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If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. I had a man, who was long and tall, Moved his body like a cannon ball. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. 'Member one evening, it was drizzling rain And in my heart I felt an aching pain. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Once I wore my apron low, Been a-keep' you away from my door. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Now my apron is up to my chin, You pass my door but you never come in. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Muddy river runs muddy 'n' wild, You can't care the bloody for my unborn child. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Number nine train ain' done no harm, Number nine train take my poor baby home. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. Fastest man I ever saw Skid Missouri on the way to Arkansas. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well |
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| 3:52 |
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Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother She's sleeping here right by my side And in her right hand a silver dagger, She says that I can't be your bride. All men are false, says my mother, They'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies. The very next evening, they'll court another, Leave you alone to pine and sigh. My daddy is a handsome devil He's got a chain five miles long, And on every link a heart does dangle Of another maid he's loved and wronged. Go court another tender maiden, And hope that she will be your wife, For I've been warned, and I've decided To sleep alone all of my life. |
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| 4:26 |
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You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin' through And it's all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind you, something calls for you. Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who's rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. Strike another match, go start anew And it's all over now, Baby Blue Oh, it's all over now, Baby Blue. |
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| 4:18 |
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I woke up this mornin' and none of the news was good
And death machines were rumblin' 'cross the ground where Jesus stood And the man on my TV told me that it had always been that way And there was nothin' anyone could do or say And I almost listened to him Yeah, I almost lost my mind Then I regained my senses again And looked into my heart to find That I believe that one fine day all the children of Abraham Will lay down their swords forever in Jerusalem Well maybe I'm only dreamin' and maybe I'm just a fool But I don't remember learnin' how to hate in Sunday school But somewhere along the way I strayed and I never looked back again But I still find some comfort now and then Then the storm comes rumblin' in And I can't lay me down And the drums are drummin' again And I can't stand the sound But I believe there'll come a day when the lion and the lamb Will lie down in peace together in Jerusalem And there'll be no barricades then There'll be no wire or walls And we can wash all this blood from our hands And all this hatred from our souls And I believe that on that day all the children of Abraham Will lay down their swords forever in Jerusalem |
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