Barry Mcguire

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 street
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Ah, leave your stepping stones behind, someone calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they can not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
So strike another match, we'll start anew.

All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a Winter's day
I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A.
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day

Stopped into a church I passed along the way
Got down on my knees and I pretend to pray
You know, the preacher liked the cold - he knows I'm gonna stay
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day


All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a Winter's day
If I didn't tell her, I could leave today
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day

The eastern world it is exploding
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill but not for votin'
You don't believe in war but whats that gun you're totin'?
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'

But you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say
Can't you feel the fears I'm feelin' today?
If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave
Take a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you boy

And you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Yeah my blood's so mad feels like coagulating
I'm sitting here just contemplatin'
I can't twist the truth it knows no regulation
Handful of senators don't pass legislation
And marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin'
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'

And you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for four days in space
But when you return it's the same old place
The pounding of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead but don't leave a trace
Hate your next door neighbor but don't forget to say grace

And tell me
Over and over and over and over again my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction
Mmm, no, no, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back
She can take the dark out of the nighttime and paint the daytime black

She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall
She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child, the Law can't touch her at all

You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees
You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole, down upon your knees

So bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes
Ah, bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes
For Halloween buy her trumpets and for Christmas, give her big drums

She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back
She can take the dark out of the nighttime and paint the daytime black

Old granddaddy and me
Would sail on the Sloop John B
Around Nassau town we did roam
Got into a fight
We were drinkin' all night
Ya, now I feel so brake up
I want to go home

C'mon now we'll run up the John B's sail
We gonna see how the mainsail sets
We gotta send for the Captain ashore
Oh let me go home,
I wanna go home,
yeah, let me go home
Don't ya know I feel so brake up
I just wanna go home

Now the first mate he got drunk
And broke up the people's trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Ah, Sheriff John Stone
Can't you leave him alone
Oh now I feel so brake up, I just wanna go home

C'mon lets all sing it now
Ya, run up the John B's sail
We gonna see how the mainsail sets
We gotta send for the Captain ashore
Oh let me go home,
I wanna go home,
And let me go home
Ya now, I feel so brake up
I just wanna go home

And then the poor cook he, he took the fits (yeah)
He ate up all my grits
And then the first mate he got drunk
And drank up all of my corn (how he get in here again, I don't know)
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't ya leave him alone
C'mon now, I feel so brake up, I just wanna go home

Run up it up now, yeah....
We'll run up the John B's sail
We gonna see how the mainsail sets
We gotta send for the Captain ashore
Let me go home,
Ah, I wanna go home,
Ya let me go home
Don't ya know, I feel so brake up
I just wanna go home

Run up it up again, yeah....
Ah, run up the John B's sail
[Starts Fading] And see how the mainsail sets
We gotta see...

She had a bad childhood when she was very young
So don't judge her too badly
She had a schizophrenic mother who worked in the gutter
And would have sold herself to the devil, gladly

What a sad environment
A bug ridden tenement
And when they couldn't pay the rent
It was 'cause her father was out
Getting liquored
Oh, the stone's been cast
And blood's thicker than water

And the sins of the family fall on the daughter
Yeah the sins of the family fall on the daughter

At the age of 16 she had been around more
Than any girl over 30
And the high I.Q's who condemned her
Knew she's a product of poor heredity

It's a fictitious fact when you fall on your back
You can backtrack failure with inspection, without exemption

All the sins of the family fall on the daughter
Yeah the sins of the family fall on the daughter

Oh, the devil is open to all of us
Heaven selects a precious few
And it takes some inside pull to get Gabriel
To make an angel of you

One can't live a lie then expect to die
With a soul in paradise
You know you gotta pay the price
Like you oughtta
Blood's thicker than water

And the sins of the family fall on the daughter
Yeah the sins of the family fall on the daughter

When I woke up this morning
And you were on my mind.
You were on my mind

I got troubles, woe-woe
I got worries, woe-woe
I got wounds to bind.

So I went to the corner
Just to ease my pain
I said, just to ease my pain.

I got troubles, woe-woe
I got worries, woe-woe
I came home again.

When I woke up this morning
And you were on my mind.
And you were on my mind.

I got troubles, woe-woe
I got worries, woe-woe
I got wounds to bind.

But I gotta feelin' yeah
Down in my shoes
I said, way down in my shoes.

I got a rainbow, woe-woe
I gotta move on, woe-woe
I gotta walk away my blues.

When I woke up this morning
And you were on my mind
I said, you were on my mind.

Well I got troubles, woe-woe
I got worries, woe-woe
I got wounds to bind.

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