Verse

Manchmal geh’ ich meine Straße ohne Blick,  

Manchmal wünsch ich mir mein Schaukelpferd zurück,  

Manchmal bin ich ohne Rast und Ruh,

Manchmal schließ ich alle Türen nach mir zu.   

Manchmal ist mir kalt und manchmal heiß,  

Manchmal weiß ich nicht mehr, was ich weiß,

Manchmal bin ich schon am Morgen müd,

Und dann such ich Trost in einem Lied.

Verse

Manchmal scheint die Uhr des Lebens still zu stehn,  

Manchmal scheint man immer nur im Kreis zu gehn,  

Manchmal ist man wie von Fernweh krank,

Manchmal sitzt man still auf einer Bank.   

Manchmal greift man nach der ganzen Welt,  

Manchmal meint man, dass der Glücksstern fällt,

Manchmal nimmt man, wo man lieber gibt,

Manchmal hasst man das, was man doch liebt.

Intro

Verse

A time for us some day there’ll be

When chains are torn by courage born of a love that’s free

A time when dreams so long de- nied

Can flour-ish as we unveil the love we now must hide

Verse

And with our love through tears and thorns

We will en-dure as we pass surely through every storm

A time for us some day there’ll be a new world

A world of shining hope for you and me

Verse

And with our love through tears and thorns

We will en-dure as we pass surely through every storm

A time for us some day there’ll be a new world

A world of shining hope for you and me

Verse 1

Es gibt einen Vogel, den haben Matrosen zum Herrscher gekrönt,

er fliegt um die Erde vom Südpol nach Norden, kein Ziel ist zu weit:

Der Albatros kennt keine Grenzen.

Verse 1

Er segelt mit Würde, durchwandert die Lüfte als wär er ein Gott,

er folgt ihren Schiffen auf Hochsee durch Klippen, berauschend sein Flug.

Er sucht ihren Weg durch die See.

Verse 1

Doch wenn er gefangen mit armdicken Schlingen, mit Tücke und List,

dann brechen die Schwingen, es trauert das Meer, das den Herrscher vermisst.

Gefangen sein heißt für ihn To- od

Verse 1

Die Sklaven der Erde - verhöhnt und geschunden, sie teilten sein Los,

wenn er liegt gefesselt, verblutend am Ufer, gebrochen sein Flug.

Der Albatros ist ihr Symbol.

Verse 1

Doch ruft ihn die Weite, die endlose Macht,

dann stürmt er ins Freie mit maßloser Kraft,

er schwingt seine Flügel, sprengt Schlösser und Riegel der Fesseln und Ket- ten.

Verse 1

Und türmen sich Wände und greifen ihn Zwingen aus Wolken wie Blei

und schlagen ihn Blitze, er kämpft mit den Schwingen das Hindernis frei.

Er findet den Weg auch im Or- kan.

Refrain

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found,

Was blind, but now I see.

Verse

‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,

And grace my fears relieved.

How precious did that grace appear,

The hour I first believed.

Verse

Through many dangers, toils and snares

We have already come

‘Twas grace hath brought us safe thus far

And grace will lead us home

Verse

The Lord has promised good to me,

His word my hope secures;

He will my shield and portion be

as long as life endures.

Verse

When we’ve been there ten thousand years,

Bright shining as the sun,

We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise

Than when we’d first begun.

Refrain

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found,

Was blind, but now I see.

Intro

(Slow for first part)

Verse

Daddy’s flown across the ocean…Leaving just a memory

Snapshot in the family album…Daddy what else did you leave for me?

Daddy, what’d’ja leave behind for me?

Verse

We don’t need no education! We don’t need no thought control!

No dark sarcasm in the class room! Teacher leave those kids alone!

Hey! Teacher! Leave them kids alone!

Verse

We don’t need no education! We don’t need no thought control!

No dark sarcasm in the class room! Teacher leave those kids alone!

Hey! Teacher! Leave them kids alone!

Solo

Spoken

(“Wrong, Do it again!”)

(“If you don’t eat yer meat, you can’t have any pudding.”)

(“How can you have any pudding if you don’t eat yer meat?”)

(“You! Yes, you behind the bike sheds, stand still lady!”)

Verse

I don’t need no arms around me… And I don’t need no drugs to calm me!

I have seen the writing on the wall… Don’t think I need anything at all!

No! Don’t think I’ll need anything at all!

Intro

Verse

The falling leaves drift by my window

The falling leaves of red and gold (slide up 2 frets, then back to Am7)

Bridge

Since you went away the days grow long

And soon I’ll hear old winter’s song

Instrumental

Bridge

Since you went away the days grow long

And soon I’ll hear old winter’s song

Outro

Yes I miss you most of all, my darling

When autumn leaves start to fall (slide up 2 frets, then back to Am7)

Verse

How many roads must a man walk down,

before you call him a man

How many seas must a white dove sail,

before she sleeps in the sand

Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly,

before they’re forever banned

Harmonica

Verse

Yes, and how many years can a mountain exist,

before it is washed to the sea

Yes, and how many years can some people exist,

before they’re allowed to be free

Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head,

and pretend that he just doesn’t see

Harmonica

Verse

Yes, and how many times must a man look up,

before he can see the sky

Yes, and how many ears must one man have,

before he can hear people cry

Yes, and how many deaths will it take till he knows,

that too many people have died

Harmonica Outro

Verse 1

These mist covered moun- tains

Are a home now for me now  

But my home is the low- lands

And always will be 

Some day you’ll return to

Your valleys and your farms

And you’ll no longer burn

To be brothers in arms   

Verse 2

Through these fields of destruc- tion

Baptisms of fire 

I’ve witnessed your suffering

As the battles raged higher

And though they did hurt me so bad

In the fear and alarm

You did not desert me

My brothers in arms   

Verse 3

There’s so many different worlds

So many different suns

And we have just one world

But we live in different ones  

Now the sun’s gone to hell

And the moon’s riding high  

Let me bid you farewell

Every man has to die

But it’s written in the star- light

And every line on your palm

We’re fools to make war

On our brothers in arms

Instrumental

(repeat…)

Verse

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

Verse

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

Verse

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

Verse

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

Verse

Conquistador, your stallion stands

In need of company

And like some angel’s haloed brow

You reek of purity

Verse

Conquistador, a vulture sits

Upon your silver shield

And in your rusty scabbard now

The sand has taken seed

Verse

Conquistador, there is no time

I must pay my respect

And though I came to jeer at you

I leave now with regret

Intro

Verse

E - - - ven through the darkest phase

Be - - - it thick or thin

Al - - - ways someone marches brave

Here beneath my skin

Verse

Maybe a great magnet pulls

All souls towards truth

Or maybe it is life itself

Brings wisdom to its youth

Interlude

Crav - ing

A-ha, constant craving

Has always been

Has always been

Instrumental

   Csus2

Outro

Craving

A-ha, constant cra-ving

Has always been

Has always been

Has always been

(repeat and fade)

Intro

Verse

When I was a little bitty baby

My mama would rock me in the cradle

In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana

Just about a mile from Texarkana

In them old cotton fields back home  

Verse

When I was a little bitty baby

My mama would rock me in the cradle

In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana

Just about a mile from Texarkana

In them old cotton fields back home  

Break

Verse

When I was a little bitty baby

My mama would rock me in the cradle

In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana

Just about a mile from Texarkana

In them old cotton fields back home.  

In them old cotton fields back home.   

Verse 1

Wohin auch das Auge blicket, Moor und Heide nur ringsum.

Vogelsang uns nicht erquicket, Eichen stehen kahl und krumm.

Wir sind die Moorsoldaten und ziehen mit dem Spaten ins Moor. (x2)

Verse 2

Hier in dieser öden Heide, ist das Lager aufgebaut,

Wo wir fern von jeder Freude hinter Stacheldraht verstaut.

Wir sind die Moorsoldaten und ziehen mit dem Spaten ins Moor. (x2)

Verse 3

Morgens ziehen die Kolonnen in das Moor zur Arbeit hin.

Graben bei dem Brand der Sonne, doch zur Heimat steht der Sinn.

Wir sind die Moorsoldaten und ziehen mit dem Spaten ins Moor. (x2)

Verse 4

Auf und nieder geh’n die Posten, keiner, keiner, kann hindurch.

Flucht wird nur das Leben kosten, vierfach ist umzäunt die Burg.

Wir sind die Moorsoldaten und ziehen mit dem Spaten ins Moor. (x2)

Verse 5

Doch für uns gibt es kein Klagen, ewig kann’s nicht Winter sein.

Einmal werden froh wir sagen: Heimat, du bist wieder mein!

Dann zieh’n die Moorsoldaten nicht mehr mit dem Spaten ins Moor! (x2)

Verse

On a wagon bound for market there’s a calf with a mournfuleye

High above him there’s a swallow winging swiftly through the sky

Verse

“Stop complaining” said the farmer, “Who told you a calf to be?

Why don’t you have wings to fly with, like the swallow, so proud and free?”

Verse

Calves are easily bound and slaughtered never knowing the reasonwhy

But whoever treasures freedom like the swallow has learned to fly

Intro

Verse

I can get a tip jar, Gas up the car,

And try to make a little change Down at the bar.

Or I can get a straight job, I’ve done it before.

I never minded working hard, It’s who I’m working for.

Verse

Every day I wake up, Hummin’ a song.

But I don’t need to run around, I just stay home.

And sing a little love song, My love, to myself.

If there’s something that you want to hear, You can sing it yourself.

Outro

Verse

You’ll remember me when the west wind moves

Upon the fields of barley

You’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky

As we walk, in fields of gold   

Verse

So she took her love for to gaze awhile

Upon the fields of barley

In his arms she fell as her hair came down

Among the fields of gold

Verse

Will you stay with me will you be my love

Among the fields of barley

We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky

As we lie, in fields of gold   

Verse

See the west wind move like a lover so

Upon the fields of barley

Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth

Among , the fields of gold

Verse

Many years have passed since those summer days

Among the fields of barley

See the children run as the sun goes down

Among the fields of gold

Verse

You’ll remember me, when the west wind moves

Upon the fields of barley

You can tell the sun, in his jealous sky

When we walked in fields of gold

When we walked in fields of gold

When we walked in fields of gold

Verse

Through the corridors ofsleep

Past the shadows dark and deep

My mind dances and leaps in confusion.  

I dont know what is real,

I can’t touch what I feel

And I hide behind the shield of my illusion.

Verse

The mirror on mywall

Casts an image dark and small

But Im not sure at all its my reflection.  

I am blinded by the light

Of God and truth and right

And I wander in the night without direction.  

Verse

Its no matter if youre born

To play the king or pawn

For the line is thinly drawn tween joy and sorrow,  

So my fantasy

Becomes reality

And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.  

Verse

There’s somethin’ happenin’ here.

What it is ain’t exactly clear.

There’s a man with a gun over there

A-tellin’ me I’ve got to beware.

Verse

There’s battle lines bein’ drawn.

Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong.

Young people speakin’ their minds

A-gettin’ so much resistance from behind.

Verse

What a field day for the heat.

A thousand people in the street

Singin’ songs and a-carryin’ signs

Mostly sayin’ hooray for our side.

Verse

Paranoia strikes deep.

Into your life it will creep.

It starts when you’re always afraid.

Step out of line, the men come and take you away.

Verse

The summer sun is fading as the year grows old

And darker days are drawing near

The winter winds will be much colder

Now you’re not here.

Verse

I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky

And one by one they disappear.

I wish that I was flying with them

Now you’re not here.

Verse

Through autumn’s golden gown we used to kick our way

You always loved this time of year.

Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now

‘cause you’re not here. ‘Cause you’re not here.

‘cause you’re not here.

Verse

A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes

As if to hide a lonely tear

My life will be forever autumn…

Verse

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one

Drying in the colour of the evening sun

Tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away

But something in our minds will always stay

Perhaps this final act was meant

To clinch a lifetime’s argument

That nothing comes from violence

and nothing ever could

For all those born beneath an angry star

Lest we forget how fragile we are

Interlude

Outro

How fragile we are

How fragile we are

Verse 1

Für den Tag, für die Nacht unter Eurem Dach habt Dank

Für den Platz an Eurem Tisch, für jedes Glas, das ich trank

Für den Teller, den Ihr mir zu den Euren stellt,

als sei selbstverständlicher nichts auf der Welt

Verse 2

Habt dank für die Zeit, die ich mit Euch verplaudert hab'

Und für Eure Geduld, wenn’s mehr als eine Meinung gab

Dafür, daß Ihr nie fragt wann ich komme oder geh'

Und für die stets offene Tür, in der ich jetzt steh'

Verse 3

Für die Freiheit, die als steter Gast bei Euch wohnt

Habt Dank, daß Ihr nie fragt was es bringt, ob es lohnt

Vielleicht liegt es daran, daß man von draußen meint

Daß in Euren Fenstern das Licht wärmer scheint

Harmonica Solo

Verse

The road is long

with many a winding turn

That leads us to

who knows where,

who knows where

Verse

So on we go

his welfare is my concern

No bur- den is he

to bear, we’ll get there

Transition

Bridge

If I’m laden at all

I’m laden with sadness

that ev- ery- one’s heart

Isn’t filled

with the glad - ness

Of looooooooooooove

for one a- nother

Verse

It’s a long, long road

from which there is no return

While we’re on the way

to there, why not share

Harmonica Solo 2

Outro

He’s my brother  

D7sus4

He ain’t heavy

he’s my brother,

He ain’t heavy

he’s my brother. …

Intro

Verse

Uncle Sam, I’m in Vietnam

Its a jungle, its a prison

Here I am, dreaming of the outside

Free- eee- dom

I’m planning my get-a-way

Verse

Far a- way from this one ship bay

In the southeast tip of Asia

where I lay, dreaming of the outside

And free- eee- dom

I’m planning my get-a-way

Verse

Weapon drawn, got my web-gear on

I’m crawling on my belly

Near Khe Sanh, (but I’m) dreaming of the outside

And free- eee- dom

’n planning my get-a-way

Verse

Please Suzanne, tell me once again

You will be there when i’s over,

If you can? (‘Cause I’m) dreaming of the outside

And free- eee- dom

And planning my get-a-way

Verse

Tell me son, will you fight or run

When your time comes to do battle,

One on one? (You’ll be) dreamin’ of the outside

And free- eee- dom

And planning your get-a-way

Outro

Uncle Sam I’m in Vietnam

It’s a jungle it’s a prison

but here I am,

here I am…

Verse

If- - - - - the peo -ple lived their lives

As if they were a song

For singing out of light

Pro- viding music for the stars

To be dancing circles in the night.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Intro

Leve Palestina och krossa sionismen

Leve Palestina och krossa sionismen

Leve, leve, leve Palestina

Leve, leve, leve Palestina

Leve Palestina och krossa sionismen

Leve Palestina och krossa sionismen

Verse

Och vi har odlat jorden

Och vi har skördat vetet

Vi har plockat citronerna

Och pressad oliverna

Och hela världen känner till vår jord

Och hela världen känner till vår jord

Verse

Och vi har kastat stenar på

soldater och poliser

Och vi har skjutit raketer

mot våra fiender

Och hela världen känner till vår kamp

Och hela världen känner till vår kamp

Verse

Och vi ska befria vårt land

från imperialismen

Och vi ska bygga up vårt land

till socialismen

Och hella världen kommer att bevittna

Och hella världen kommer att bevittna

Outro

Leve Palestina och krossa sionismen

Leve Palestina och krossa sionismen

Leve Palestina och krossa sionismen

Verse

I got a letter from L.B.J.

It said, “This is your lucky day,

It’s time to put your khaki trousers on.

Though it may seem very queer,

We’ve got no jobs to give you here,

So we are sending you to Vietnam.”

Verse

I jumped off the old troop ship

And sank in mud up to my hips

I cussed until the captain called me down

“Never mind how hard it’s raining,

Think of all the ground we’re gaining,

Just don’t take one step outside of town.”

Verse

Every night the local gentry

Slip out past the sleeping sentry

They go out to join the old V.C.

In their nightly little dramas

They put on their black pajamas

And come lobbing mortar shells at me

Verse

We go round in helicopters

Like a bunch of big grasshoppers

Searching for the Viet Cong in vain

They left a note that they had gone

They had to get down to Saigon

Their government positions to maintain

Verse

Well, here I sit in this rice paddy

Wondering about Big Daddy

And I know that Lyndon loves me so

Yet how sadly I remember

Way back yonder in November

When he said I’d never have to go

Verse 1

Ma liberté

Longtemps je t’ai gardée

Comme une perle rare

Ma liberté, C’est toi qui m’as aidé

A larguer les amarres

Pour aller n’importe où

Pour aller jusqu’au bout

Des chemins de fortune

Pour cueillir en rêvant

Une rose des vents

Sur un rayon de lune

Verse 2

Ma liberté

Devant tes volontés

Mon âme était soumise

Ma liberté, Je t‘avais tout donné

Ma dernière chemise

Et combien j’ai souffert

Pour pouvoir satisfaire

Toutes tes exigences

J’ai changé de pays

J’ai perdu mes amis

Pour gagner ta confiance

Verse 3

Ma liberté

Tu as su désarmer

Toutes Mes habitudes

Ma liberté, Toi qui m’a fait aimer

Même la soli - - - tude

Toi qui m’as fait sourire

Quand je voyais finir

Une belle aventure

Toi qui m’as protégé

Quand j’allais mecacher

Pour soigner mes blessures

Verse 4

Ma liberté

Pourtant je t’ai quittée

Une nuit de décembre

J’ai déserté les chemins écartés

Que nous suivions ensemble

Lorsque sans me méfier

Les pieds et poingsliés

Je me suis laissé faire

Et je t’ai trahi pour

Une prison d’amour

Et sa belle geôlière

Outro

Et je t’ai trahi pour

Une prison d’amour

Et sa belle geôlière

Intro

Verse

I caught you knocking at my cellar door

I love you, baby, can I have some more

Ooh, ooh, the damage done.

Verse

I hit the city and I lost my band

I watched the needle take another man

Gone, gone, the damage done.

Instrumental

Verse

I sing the song because I love the man

I know that some of you don’t understand

Milk-blood to keep from running out.

Verse

I’ve seen the needle and the damage done

A little part of it in everyone

But every junkies like a setting sun.

Outro

Hook

Tin soldiers and Nixon coming, we’re finally on our own

This summer I hear the drumming, four dead in Ohio

Verse

Gotta get down to it, soldiers are gunning us down

Should have been done long ago

What if you knew her and found her dead on the ground

How can you run when you know?

Bridge

La lalala la la la la la lalala la la la

La lalala la la la la la lalala la la la

Verse

Gotta get down to it, soldiers are gunning us down

Should have been done long ago

What if you knew her and found her dead on the ground

How can you run when you know?

Hook

Tin soldiers and Nixon coming, we’re finally on our own

This summer I hear the drumming, four dead in Ohio

Outro

Four dead in Ohio (x10)

Intro

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Verse 1

A world become one, of salads and sun,

Only a fool would say that,

A boy with a plan, a natural man,

Wearing a white Stetson hat,

Unhand that gun, be gone!

There’s no one to fire upon,

If he’s holding it high, he’s telling a lie–—-!

Verse 2

{(n.c.)}The man in the street, dragging his feet,

Don’t wanna hear the bad news,

Imagine your face, there in his place,

Standing in - side his brown shoes,

You do his nine-to-five,

Drag yourself home - - - half-alive,

And there on a screen the man with a dream - - - - - - !

Bridge

Anybody on the street has murder in - - - his - - - eyes,

You feel …no …pain,

And you’re younger than you realise,

Only a fool would say that, only a fool–——!

Break

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Coda

Only a fool would say that,

Only a fool would say that

¿Quin talamente un tonto es ciales?

Verse

Who can say where the road goes,

where the day flows; only time…

And who can say if your love grows,

as your heart chose; only time…

Verse

Who can say why your heart sighs,

as your love flies; only time…

And who can say why your heart cries,

when your love lies; only time…

Verse

Who can say when the roads meet,

that the might be; in your heart.

And who can say when the day sleeps,

if the night keeps all your heart;

night keeps all your heart…

Verse

Who can say if your love grows,

as your heart chose; only time…

And who can say where the road goes,

where the day flows; only time…

Verse

Who knows? Only time…

Who knows? Only time…

Verse

Living on the road my friend

Was gonna keep you free and clean

Now you wear your skin like iron

Your breath’s as hard as kerosene

You weren’t your mama’s only boy

But her favorite one it seems

She began to cry when you said goodbye

And sank into your dreams

Verse

Pancho was a bandit boys

His horse was fast as polished steel

Wore his gun outside his pants

For all the honest world to feel

Pancho met his match you know

On the deserts down in Mexico

Nobody heard his dying words

That’s the way it goes

Verse

Lefty he can’t sing the blues

All night long like he used to

The dust that Pancho bit down south

Ended up in Lefty’s mouth

The day they laid poor Pancho low

Lefty split for Ohio

Where he got the bread to go

There ain’t nobody knows

Verse

The poets tell how Pancho fell

Lefty’s livin’ in a cheap hotel

The desert’s quiet and Cleveland’s cold

So the story ends we’re told

Pancho needs your prayers it’s true,

But save a few for Lefty too

He just did what he had to do

Now he’s growing old

Outro

And a few gray federales say

They could have had him any day

They only let him go so long

Out of kindness I suppose

Intro

Verse

Hey now, all you sinners

Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you lovers

Put your lights on, put your lights on

Verse

Hey now, all you killers

Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you children

Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on

Verse

Cause there’s a monster living under my bed

Whispering in my ear

There’s an angel, with a hand on my head

She say I got nothing to fear

There’s a darkness, livin’ deep in my soul

I still got a purpose to serve

So let your light shine, deep into my hole

God, don’t let me lose my nerve

Don’t let me lose my nerve

Solo

Verse

Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Wo oh hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Hey now, all you sinners

Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you children

Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on

Verse

Because there’s a monster living under my bed

Whispering in my ear

There’s an angel, with a hand on my head

She say I got nothing to fear

Chant 1 (Repeat x2)

sarva mangala mangalye

shive sarvata sadhike

shranye tryambake gauri

narayani namostute

narayani namostute

Chant 2 (Repeat >= x8)

Om namah shivaya (Om namah shivaya)

Intro

| / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | (x2 half time)

| / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | (x2 standard time)

Verse

Ever since the days of old

Men would search for wealth untold

They’d dig for silver and for gold

And leave the empty holes;

And way down south in the Everglades

Where the black water rolls and the saw grass waves

The eagles fly and the otters play

In the land of the Seminole;

Instrumental

Verse

Progress came and took its toll

And in the name of flood control

They made their plans and they drained the land

Now the Glades aregoin’ dry

And the last time I walked in the swamp

I stood up on a cypress stump

I listened close and I heard the ghost

Of Osceola cry

Outro

| / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | (x2, half time, slow to fade)

Intro

Verse

Oh, it’s a mystery to me

We have a greed with which we have agreed

And you think you have to want more than you need

Until you have it all you won’t be free

Verse

When you want more than you have you think you need…

And when you think more than you want your thoughts begin to bleed

I think I need to find a bigger place

Because when you have more than you think you need more space

Solo

w

Verse

There’s those thinking, more-or-less, less is more

But if less is more, how you keeping score?

Means for every point you make, your level drops

Kinda like you’re starting from the top. You can’t do that…

Intro

Verse

I have often told you stories

About the way

I lived the life of a drifter

waiting for the day

When I’d take your hand and sing you songs

Then maybe you would say

Come lay with me and love me

And I would surely stay

Solo

Verse

Many times I’ve been a traveler

I looked for something new

In days of old when nights were cold

I wandered without you

But those days I thought my eyes

Had seen you standing near

Though blindness is confusing

It shows that you’re not here.

Ootro

Yes, I can hear the sound

of a windmill going round

I guess I’ll always be

a soldier of vfortune.

I guess I’ll always be

a soldier of fortune.

Verse

I have often told you stories about the way

I lived the life of a drifter, waiting for the day

When I take your hand and sing your songs then maybe you would say

Come lay with me and love me and I would surely stay

Verse

Many times I’ve been a traveler who looked for something new

In days of old when nights were cold I wandered without you

Those days I thought my eyes have seen you standing near

Though blindness is confusing, it shows that you’re not here

Outro

I can hear the sound of a windmill going round

I guess I’ll always be a soldier of fortune

I guess I’ll always be a soldier of fortune

Intro

Verse

Southern man better, keep your head

Don’t forget what your, good book said

Southern change gonna, come at last

Now your crosses are, burning fast;

Southern man     

Verse

I saw cotton and, I saw black

Tall white mansions and, little shacks.

Southern man when will you, pay them back?

I heard screaming and, bullwhips cracking

How long? How long? How… long?   

Verse

Southern man better, keep your head

Don’t forget what your, good book said

Southern change gonna, come at last

Now your crosses are, burning fast;

Southern man     

Verse

Lily Belle, your hair is, golden brown

I’ve seen your black man, coming round

Swear by God I’m a gonna, cut him down!

I heard screaming, and bullwhips cracking

How long? How long? How… long?    

Verse 1

Southern trees bear a strange fruit

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root

Black bodies swinging in the southern      breeze

Strange fruit hanging from thepoplar trees

Verse 2

Pastoral scene of the gallant south

The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth

Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh      

Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

Verse 3

Here is fruit for the crows topluck

For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck

For the sun to rot, for the trees to     drop

Here is a strange and bitter crop

Verse 1

Through early morning fog I see

visions of the things to be

the pains that are withheld for me

I realize and I can see. That…

Verse 2

I try to find a way to make

all our little joys relate

without that ever-present hate

but now I know that it’s too late,

Verse 3

The game of life is hard to play

I’m gonna lose it anyway

The losing card I’ll someday lay

so this is all I have to say.

Verse 4

The only way to win is cheat

And lay it down before I’m beat

and to another give my seat

for that’s the only painless feat.

Verse 5

The sword of time will pierce our skins

It doesn’t hurt when it begins

But as it works its way on in

The pain grows stronger…watch it grin

Verse 6

A brave man once requested me

to answer questions that are key

is it to be or not to be

and I replied ‘oh why ask me?’

Intro

Verse

I went down to Taneytown.

I went down to Taneytown.

To see what I could see.  

My mama told me never go,

I’m damn near 22 years old

Sometimes I feel this hollow swallowin’ me.

She ran off to Gettysburg.

Went off with that new beau of hers.

I snuck off after dark.   

It’s a long way down the county road.

The stars were bright and the moon was low.

Down to where the black top highway starts.

Solo

Verse

Now everybody stared at me.

You’d think that they ain’t never seen,

A colored boy before.  

Well they jumped at me and they called me names,

And they’d a whoopped me sure but the sheriff came.

I slipped off n’ ran through the dry goods store.

Now, I ran down Division Street,

And some of them boys followed me,

Down to the railroad track.  

Well, there was four of them, and I can’t fight,

But I got out my old Randall knife.

I cut that boy, and I never did look back.

Solo

Verse

Across the fields and woods I run

Like a bullet from a rabbit gun

Back home to my bed  

Now Ma come in from Gettysburg

Her and that new beau of hers

Boy you look like hell is all she said

A month went by without a word

Somebody down the holler heard

Bout that boy they hung 

He begged those men to spare his life

But I dropped my bloody Randall knife

He picked it up so they thought he was the one

Outro

I went down to Taneytown

I went down to Taneytown

I ain’t going back there anymore.

Verse

On a long road, miles to go

It’s winding and cold and its covered with snow

But I ask you what we all want to know

Where are we going from here…

Lines on my face, lines on my hands

Lead to a future I don’t understand

Some things don’t go as they’re planned…

Where are we going from here…

Verse

Tracing the trails through the mirrors of time

Spinning in circles with riddles in rhyme

We lose our way, trying to find

Searching to find our way home…

Trying to find our way home…

Intro

Verse

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small

By giving you no time instead of it all

Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

Verse

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school

They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool

Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

Verse

When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years

Then they expect you to pick a career

When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

Verse

Keep you doped with religion and sex and T.V.

And you think you’re so clever and classless and free

But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

Verse

There’s room at the top they are telling you still

But first you must learn how to smile as you kill

If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be

A working class hero is something to be

Outro

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

If you want to be a hero well just follow me