In the candle, lights burn away
Leaving nothing, except the day
Just to blow your mind away
Coming thus, this daily change
You sit and pose the very strange
He sits and hums 'Home on the Range"
And just wouldn't you believe it
Now the hallway, now the doors
Locking out your deathlike chores
Locking in what's left to score
Coming thus, this daily thought
Heroes have so long been taught
Buying what cannot be bought
And just wouldn't you believe it
Like before, my time has gone
Here's wishing I could carry on
But I'm being called up into the dawn
Coming thus, this daily freak
Try to come again next week
When I strive to climb the peak
And just wouldn't you believe it
Not so long ago I set out on this road
With my friends and my companions by my side
And I think of you wherever I do go
I'm a rambler, I ain't hard to satisfy.
CHORUS:
Won't be long till I am home again with you
Just a few more miles to go
Won't be long till I can get back on my own
Won't be long till I can spend my time with you
In the airport I'm standing in a line
Search my pockets, check me out and I'm alright
It's not hard but it ain't easy all the time
To be in some other town most every night
CHORUS
Oh, I miss the singing from porch banjo nights
And when friends come by to pass the time away
And when the winds that chill the Bershires in the night
Heading east through Massachusetts toward the bay.
words and music by Pete Seeger
performed by Pete Seeger and Tao Rodriguez-Seeger
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Girls have picked them every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young girls gone?
Taken husbands every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young men gone?
Gone for soldiers every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Covered with flowers every one
When will we ever learn?
Public Domain
I stood on the Atlantic Ocean
The wide Pacific shore
To the queen of the flowing mountains
To the southbell by the door
She's long and tall and handsome
And loved by one and all
She's a modern combination
Called the Wabash Cannonball
Chorus:
Oh listen to the jingle
The rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands
Through the hills and by the shores
Hear the mighty rush of engines
Hear the lonsome hobos' call
We're travelling through the jungles
On the Wabash Cannonball
The eastern states are dandies
So the western people say
From New York to St. Louis
And Chicago by the way
Through the hills of Minnesota
Where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken
On the Wabash Cannonball
Chorus
Here's to Daddy Klaxton
May his name forever stand
Will he be remembered
Through parts of all our land
His earthly race is over
And the curtain 'round him falls
We'll carry him on to victory
On the Wabash Cannonball
Wanna hear something? You know that Indians never ate
clams. They didn't have linguini! And so what happened
was that clams was allowed to grow unmolested in the
coastal waters of America for millions of years. And
they got big, and I ain't talking about clams in
general, I'm talking about each clam! I mean each one
was a couple of million years old or older. So imagine
they could have got bigger than this whole room. And
when they get that big, God gives them little feet so
that they could walk around easier. And when they get
feet, they get dangerous. I'm talking about real
dangerous. I ain't talking about sitting under the
water waiting for you. I'm talking about coming after
you.
Imagine being on one of them boats coming over to
discover America, like Columbus or something, standing
there at night on watch, everyone else is either drunk
or asleep. And you're watching for America and the
boat's going up and down. And you don't like it anyhow.
But you gotta stand there and watch, for what. Only he
knows, and he ain't watching. You hear the waves
lapping against the side of the ship. The moon is
going behind the clouds. You hear the pitter patter of
little footprints on deck. IS THAT YOU KIDS? IT AIN'T.
MY GOD. IT'S THIS HUMUNGUS GIANT CLAM!
Imagine those little feet coming on deck. A clam twice
the size of the ship. Feet first. You're standing
there shivering with fear, you grab one of these. This
is a belaying pin. They used to have these stuck in
the holes all around the ship ..you probably didn't
know what this is for; you probably had an idea, but
you were wrong. They used to have these stuck in the
holes all along the sides of the ship. Everywhere.
You wouldn't know what this is for unless you was that
guy that night.
I mean, you'd grab this out of the hole, run on over
there, BAM BAM on them little feet! back into the
ocean would go a hurt, but not defeated, humungus
giant clam. Ready to strike again when opportunity
was better.
You know not even the coastal villages was safe from
them big clams. You know them big clams had an inland
range of about 15 miles. Think of that. I mean our
early pioneers and the settlers built little houses
all up and down the coast you know. A little inland
and stuff like that And they didn't have houses like
we got now, with bathrooms and stuff. They built little
privies out back. And late at night, maybe a kid would
have to go, and he'd go stomping out there in the
moonlight. And all they'd hear for miles around...
(loud clap/belch)....one less kid for America. One more
smiling, smurking, humungus giant clam.
So Americans built forts. Them forts. You know them
pictures of them forts with the wooden points all
around. You probably thought them points was for Indians.
But that's stupid! 'Cause Indians know about doors. But
clams didn't. Even if a clam knew about a door, so what?
A clam couldn't fit in a door. I mean, he'd come stomping
up to a fort at night, put them feet on them points, jump
back crying, tears coming out of them everywhere. But
Americans couldn't live in forts forever. You couldn't
just build one big fort around America. How would you go
to the beach?
So what they did was they formed groups of people. I mean
they had groups of people all up and down the coast form
these little alliances. Like up North it was call the
Clamshell Alliance. And farther down South is was called
the Catfish Alliance. They had these Alliances all up and
down the coast defending themselves against these
threatening monsters. These humungus giant clams. And
they'd go out there, if there was maybe fifteen of them,
they'd be singing songs in fifteen part harmony. And when
one part disappeared, that's how they knew where the clam
would be.
Which is why Americans only sing in four part harmony to
this very day. That proved to be too dangerous. See, what
they did was they'd be singing these songs called Clam
Chanties, and they'd have these big spears called clampoons.
And they'd be walking up and down the beach and the method
they eventually devised where they'd have this guy, the
most strongest heavy duty true blue American, courageous
type dude they could find and they'd have him out there
walking up and down the beach by himself with other chicken
dudes hiding behind the sand dunes somewhere.
He'd be singing the verses. They'd be singing the chorus.
And clams would hear 'em. And clams hate music. So clams
would come out of the water and they'd come after this one
guy. And all you'd see pretty soon was flying all over,
the sand flying UPANDOWNTHEBEACHMANMANCLAMCLAMMANMANCLAM
MANCLAMCLAMMANUPANDDOWNTHEBEACHGOINGTHISWAYANDTHATWAYUP
THEHILLSINTHEWATEROUTOFTHEWATERBEHINDTHETREESEVERYWHERE
FINALLYTHEMANWOULD jump over a big sand dune, roll over
the side, the clam would come over the dune, fall in the
hole and fourteen guys would come out there and stab the
shit out of him with their clampoons.
That's the way it was. That was one way to deal with them.
The other way was to weld two clams together. l don't
believe it. I'm losing it. Hey. What can you do. Another
night shot to hell.
Hey, this was serious back then. This was very serious.
I mean these songs now are just piddley folk songs. But
back then these songs were controversial. These was
radical, almost revolutionary songs. Because times was
different and clams was a threat to America. That's right.
So we want to sing this song tonight about the one last...
You see what they did was there was one man, he was one
of these men, his name will always be remembered, his
name was Reuben Clamzo, and he was one of the last great
clam men there ever was. He stuck the last clam stab,
the last clampoon into the last clam that was ever seen
on this continent.
Knowing he would be out of work in an hour. He did it
anyway so that you and me could go to the beach in
relative safety. That's right. Made America safe for the
likes of you and me. And so we sing this song in his
memory. He went into whaling like most of them guys did.
And he got out of that when he died. You know, clams was
much more dangerous than whales. Clams can run in the
water, on the water or on the ground, and they are so big
sometimes that they can jump and they can spread their
kinda shells and kinda almost fly like one of them flying
squirrels.
You could be standing there thinking that your perfectly
safe and all of a sudden WHOP....That's ' true...And so
this is the song of this guy by the name of Reuben Clamzo,
and the song takes place right after he stabbed this clam
and the clam was, going through this kinda death dance
over on the side somewhere. The song starts there and he
goes into whaling and takes you through the I next...
I sing the part of the guy on the beach by himself. I go
like this: "Poor old Reuben Clamzo" and you go "Clamzo Boys,
Clamzo". That's the part of the fourteen chicken dudes over
on the other side. That's what they used to sing. They'd be
calling these clams out of the water. Like taunting them,
making fun of them. Clams would get real mad and come out.
Here we go. I want you to sing it in case you ever have an
occasion to join such an Alliance. You know some of these
Alliances are still around. Still defending America against
things like them clams. If you ever wants to join one, now
you have some historic background. So you know where these
guys are coming from. It's not just some 60's movement or
something, these things go back a long time.
Notice the distinction you're going to have to make now
between the first and easy "Clamzo Boys Clamzo" and the
more complicated "Clamzo Me Boys Clamzo". Stay serious.
Folk songs are serious. That's what Pete Seeger told me.
"Arlo I only want to tell you one thing...folk songs are
serious". I said "right". Let's do it in C for Clam...
Iet's do it in B...for boy that's a big clam... Iet' s do
it in G for Gee, I hope that big clam don't see me. Let's
do it in F...for he sees me. Let's do it back in A...for A
clam is coming. Better get this song done quick. The Story
of Reuben Clamzo and His Strange Daughter in the Key of A.
1. Oh poor old Reuben Clamzo
(I) Clamzo boys Clamzo
Oh poor old Reuben Clamzo
(II) Clamzo me boys Clamzo
2. Oh, Reuben was no sailor
(Clamzo boys Clamzo) (Refrain I)
So they shipped him on a whaler
(Clamzo me boys Clamzo) (Refrain II)
3. Because he was no beauty (Ref. I)
He would not do his duty (Ref. II)
4. Because he was so dirty (Ref. I)
We gave him five and thirty (Ref. II)
5. Oh Reuben Clamzo's daughter (Ref. I)
She begged her dad for mercy (Ref. II)
6 She brang him wine and water (Ref. I)
And a bit more than she oughta (Ref. II)
7 Well he got his seaman's papers (Ref. I)
He's a terror to the whalers (Ref. II)
8.And he sails where 'er the whalefish blow (Ref I)
As the hardest bastard on the go (Ref. II)
9 Oh poor old Reuben Clamzo (Ref. I)
Oh poor old Reuben Clamzo (Ref. II)
When something in my history is found
Which contradicts the views that I propound
Or shows that I perhaps am not the guy I claim to be
Here's what I usually do
Chorus:
I lie
I simply boldly falsify
I look the other feller in the eye
And just deny, deny, deny
I lie
I don t apologize. Not me. Instead
I say I never said the things I said
Nor did the things some people saw me do
When confronted by some things they know are true
Chorus
I hate those weasel words some slickies use
To blur their past or muddy up their views
Not me. I'm blunt. One thing that makes me great
Is that I'll never dodge nor obfuscate
words and Music by Arlo Guthrie
Too many women growing up wrong
Get an education thinking thoughts on their own
Making decisions telling men what to do
Look at the trouble that we're all going through
Russian girls could save the world
Here in America land of the free
Used to mean something to you and to me
You can't tell women what they really are for
Well then you ain't really free anymore
Russian girls could save the world
Meanwhile back in the U.S.S.R.
They're making women change tires on cars
Working in factories and incredible as it seems
They make them study gymnastics
And you know what that means!
I got a feelin' called the blues,
Since my baby said good-bye
Lawd I don't know what l'll do
All I do is sit and sigh
That last long day she said goodbye
Well Lawd, I thought I would cry
She'd do me, she'd do you,
She's got that kind of lovin'
Lawd, I love to hear her
When she calls me sweet daddy
Such a beautiful dream
I hate to think it's all over
I lost my heart it seems
I've grown so used to you somehow
But I'm nobody's sugar daddy now
And I'm lonesome, I got the lovesick blues
I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal
That's whats the matter with me
I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal
But she don't care about me
Lawd I tried and tried to keep her satisfied
But she just wouldn't stay
So now that she is leavin'
This is all I say...
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
Brothers, sisters, all
Every rung goes higher and higher
Every rung goes higher and higher
Every rung goes higher and higher
Brothers, sisters, all
We are dancing Sarah's circle
We are dancing Sarah's circle
We are dancing Sarah's circle
Sisters, brothers, all
Every round a generation
Every round a generation
Every round a generation
Sisters, brothers, all
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
Brothers, sisters, all
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
Loose the bonds that tie me
Let the world I live in let me
Take these chains from off my thumb
Let the world just know you've come
Everyone is thinking that there must be a way
Come closer to me a babe, and hear what I say
Lay down beside me, listen to my song
It's something other than it's right or it's wrong
Do you ever seem so happy and feel so sad?
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening
All over this land
I'd hammer out danger
I'd hammer out a warning
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
If I had a bell
I'd ring it in the morning
I'd ring it in the evening
All over this land
I'd ring out danger
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
If I had a song
I'd sing it in the morning
I'd sing it in the evening
All over this land
I'd sing out danger
I'd sing out a warning
I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
Well I've got a hammer
And I've got a bell
And I've got a song to sing
All over this land
It's the hammer of justice
It's the bell of freedom
It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
I've just seen a face,
I can't forget the time or place
That we'd just met, she's just the girl for me
And I want all the world to see we've met
Na na na na na na
Had it been another day
I might have looked the other way
But I had never been aware
And as it is I dream of her tonight
Na na na na na na
CHORUS:
Falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling me back again
I have never known
The likes of this, I've been alone
And I have missed things and kept out of sight
But other girls were never quite like this
Na na na na na na
CHORUS
I've just seen a face
I can t forget the time or place
And we'd just met, she's just the girl for me
And I want all the world to see we've met
Na na na na na na
CHORUS
Like the tree that grows so tall
Leaves turn gold and then they fall
They've gone down, now they've grown
They're going home
Mountain streams may run and flow
Clean the sands on which they go
Stretching down like it had known
It's going home
Sunrise early in the dawn
Slips away, then it's gone
Leaves the night to carry on
While it's going home
Once a man he lived and died
What he said death could not hide
Even though it's often tried
But he was going home
Now my friends it's time to go
And this love will live to grow
And I want you all to know
I'm going home
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless these seeds I sow
Please keep them safe below
'Til the rain comes tumbling down
Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones
We are made of dreams and bones
Need a place to call my own
'Cause the time is close at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain
Find my way in nature's chain
Till my body and my brain
Tell the music of the land
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground
Plant your rows straight and long
Season with a prayer and song
Mother Earth will make you strong
If you give her loving care
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground
Slug by slug, weed by weed
Boy this garden's got me t'd
All the insects come to feed
On my tomato plants
Sunburt face, skined up knees
The kitchen's chocked with zucchinis
I'm shopping at the A&P;'s
Next time I get the chance
Old crow watching from a tree
He's got his hungry eye on me
In my garden I'm as free
As that feathered thief up there
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
I remember when I met you
Underneath the evening sky
Now it seems I could forget you
Rescue me, I'm bound to die
All the promises we made there
With no words to understand
And though I've tried I've come up empty
Heart of stone, drowning man
CHORUS:
I'm going down for the third time
And I need a helping hand
The rooster crows and I'm sinking
Heart of stone, drowning man
Where are you, my dear companion
How much longer must you be
I'm all alone out on the ocean
When will you come and rescue me
It's too late for new beginnings
In this world I've left behind
There is nothing left worth keeping
Not a thing to change my mind
CHORUS
How far down the road to glory
Must we go without a sign
Caught out on these stormy waters
How can you treat me so unkind
Did you know from the beginning
That I'd dig this lousy hole
Oh, don't leave me here abandoned
In this dark night of the soul
words and music by Pete Seeger
My grandma she can make a soup
With a little a this n that
She can feed the whole sloop group
With a little a this n that
Stone soup! You know the story
Stone soup! Who needs the glory?
But with grandma cookin no need to worry!
Just a little a this n that
Grandma likes to make a garden grow
With a little a this n that
But she likes to have the ground just so
With a little a this n that
Not too loose and not too firm
In the spring it s all got to be turned
In the fall lots of compost to feed the worms
With a little a this n that
Grandma knows we can build a future
With a little a this n that
And a few arguments never never hurt ya
With a little a this n that
True this world's in a hell of a fix
And some say oil and water don't mix
But they don't know a saladmaker's tricks
With a little a this n that
The world to come may be like a song
With a little a this n that
To make everybody want to sing along
With a little a this n that
A little dissonance ain't no sin
A little skylarking to give us all a grin
Who knows
But God's got a plan for the people to win
With a little a this n that
Warm me from the wind and take my hand
A song is sounding, softly singing
My song is cast upon the rainbow waves
Forever splashing in the sunlight
Prove to me there's a love still left
In all of this emptiness all around me
Yes take me from the chilling of the evening
Though you know my love that I must go
A following the winds that blow inside me
I've nowhere left to run or hide
Except if you will come and run beside me
And even if you do there'll be a lot
For us to do to keep believing
Yes take me from the chilling of the evening
And now my time has come down many streets
I'm coming from a night decaying
The song that itself sings stands all alone
I cannot even hear it playing
Now to leave before I understand
Just what it is I know I'm leaving
Take me from the chilling of the evening
Children of Abraham, what's your story?
Killing each other for a piece of land
Children of Abraham, this ain't glory
You've got to walk together hand in hand
Take down the flags that just seperate the people
Take down the wire on the boundry
Take back the words that were spoken in anger
You've got to live just like a family
Children of Abraham,I must be dreaming
Rivers of blood running thru your hands
Children crying, mothers screaming
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
VERSE:
Standing at the threshold of a moment in my life
Looking far into the ceaseless wonders of this day
Calling from the mountain top
"Come give to me your hand
Touch me and we'll go along our way"
CHORUS:
And bring about your love
And sing about your love
Think about your love
Dancing, fly above the love of everyone
Waiting here while you have got to
Prepare for the days
Sleeping in the haze, come with me
CHORUS
Repeat VERSE & CHORUS
Bring about your love, bring about your love
Sing about your love, think about your love
Dah dah dah dah dah, De dee dee dah dah
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
My love. You're like the wind on the run
I never know where you are coming from
I wasn't easily won
My love I saw you first long ago
I didn't think then - now I know
How long it took love to grow
Oh babe. I long to hold you at night
We two together are so right
You make the darkness so bright
My love. We've had one hell of a time
And we've got over our crying
And we've come out of this fine
Because when two loves grow old
There can be no denying
That their love may soon grow colder
Yet that's when we started trying
Oh babe. This love we have must be for real
We've overcome, now it's sealed
I know if s something you feel
My love. You're like the wind on the run
I didn t know where you were coming from
Words and Music by Arlo Guthrie
I remember now the time you left
You thought to say farewell
But for how long you would be gone
There was no way to tell
You just set out upon your road
It caused you lots of grief
And took you many places that
You came to, for to leave
CHORUS:
Alone for years you sailed around
At last your ship come in
Well, charge admission on her deck
Or sail her out again
Among the people that you met
Are some you'll see again
With perfumed flowers in your hands
You stood there in the rain
They set the stage for anything
And everyone was game
You came alone and now at home
They stop and ask your name
CHORUS
You'd like to see your friends again
The ones left on the road
And ramble `round from town to town
And tell me what's been told
And sing the song you sang before
You sat before the king
And fate alone will guide you on
And give you words to sing
My Creole belle, I loved her well
My darlin' baby, my Creole belle
When the stars do shine, I'll call her mine
My darlin' baby, my Creole belle
My Creole belle, I loved her well
My darlin' baby, my Creole belle
My Creole belle, I loved her well
My darlin' baby, my Creole belle
When the stars do shine, I'll call her mine
My darlin' baby, my Creole belle
When the stars do shine, I'll call her mine
Harry Chapin
Chorus:
All my life's a circle
Sunrise and sundown
Moon rolls through the nighttime
Till daybreak comes around
All my life's a circle
Still I wonder why
Seasons spinning 'round again
Years keep rolling by
Seems like I've been here before
Can't remember when
I got this funny feeling
We'll all be together again
No straight lines make up my life
All my roads have bends
No clear cut beginnings
So far no dead ends
Chorus
I've met you a thousand times
I guess you've done the same
Then we lose each other
It's like a children's game
But now I find you here again
The thought comes to my mind
Our love is like a circle
Let's go 'round one more time
Hello again, the mornin' dawn has burned away the midnight mist
Now and then I feel so fine
And now and then I don't feel lonely
Now and then and only in my mind
I want to go outside today, go away, I think I'll stay
Now and then I talk with you
And now and then you turn me on
And now and then and when I don't feel blue
Maybe I could tell you now that I really love you
Pleased to understand that you are there, in the air
Now and then you turn me on, now and then you must be gone
Now and then I said say so long, now and forever then
Hello again the mornin' dawn has burned away the midnight mist
Now and then I feel so fine
And now and then I don't feel lonely
Mooses come walking over the hill
Mooses come walking, they rarely stand still
When mooses come walking they go where they will
When mooses come walking over the hill
Mooses look into your window at night
They look to the left and they look to the right
The mooses are smiling, they think it's a zoo
And that's why the mooses like looking at you
So, if you see mooses while lying in bed
It's best to just stay there pretending you're dead
The mooses will leave and you'll get the thrill
Of seeing the mooses go over the hill
Hey brothers, hear me call
It ain't that I had to fall
Wasn't no one's fault last night
When I looked up and felt the light
Here's hoping you'll understand
I want to fell like a natural man
Get up early in the morning to do what I can
You can't help no one with money
If you can't with your hands
And you got to be there brothers, yes you do
If the world is turning under you
Ain't no good to sit around
And bring it up or down
You got to be there brothers, yes you do
Hey brothers, now and then
There's something that oughta move you
More than a pen
You don't need no school or knowledge
You've got something else to lend
And all the people in the world
Can make it better again
And it ain't easy, yes I know
It's a hard and rugged road
Don't be swindled, don't be fooled
Just be honest and stay cool
'Cause you got to be there brothers, yes you do
If the world is turning under you
Ain't no good to sit around
And bring it up or down
You got to be there brothers, yes you do
This world is not my home
Passing through me
As clouds before the moon
The great depths of the ocean
Barely take notice
Of wind upon the waters
Therefore I from the depths of my soul
Laugh at distractions
Amusing myself with songs
The shadows of clouds above
Played upon the faves of time
I'm growing tired of the big city lights
Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights
In all my dreams I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore
I am sad and weary far away from home
Miss the Mississippi and you dear
Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam
Miss the Mississippi and you
Roaming the wide world over
Always along and blue, so blue
Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's dome
Miss the Mississippi and you
Memories are bringing happy days of yore
Miss the Mississippi and you
Mocking birds are singing 'round the cabin door
Miss the Mississippi and you
Roamin the wide world over
Always alone and blue
Longing form my homeland, muddy water shore
Miss the Mississippi and you
words and music by Ed McCurdy
Last night I had the strangest dream
I'd ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war
I dreamed I saw a mighty room
Filled with women and men
And the paper they were signing said
They'd never fight again
And when the paper was all signed
And a million copies made
They all joined hands and bowed their heads
And grateful pray'rs were prayed
And the people in the streets below
Were dancing 'round and 'round
While swords and guns and uniforms
Were scattered on the ground
Last night I had the strangest dream
I'd never dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
by Richard Thompson
Greedy people take what's mine
I can leave them all behind
And they can never cross that line
When I get to the border
Saw-bones standin' at the door
Waiting till I hit the floor
He won't find me anymore
When I get to the border
CHORUS:
Monday morning, Monday morning
Closing in on me
I'm packin' up and I'm a-runnin' away
To where nobody thinks of me
If you see a box of pine
With a name that looks like mine
Say I drowned in a barrel of wine
When I got to the border
When I got to the border
CHORUS
A one way ticket's in my hand
Headed for the chosen land
My troubles will all turn to sand
When I get to the border
A soft girl with yellow hair
Waiting in that rockin' chair
And if I'm weary I won't care
When I get to the border
CHORUS
A dusty road that smells so sweet
Paved with gold beneath my feet
And I'll be dancing down the street
When I get to the border
When I get to the border
Rolling, wheeling like I'm feeling
Everything's gonna carry on
You go your way, I'm going my way
We will come and so be gone
Wheel of fortune, turn for me now
Turn to trouble in the West
Wheels of completion rolling
Wait to put my mind to rest
Rolling, wheeling like I'm feeling
Everything's gonna carry on
You go your way, I'm going my way
We will come and so be gone
Hey, Ezekiel, you can leave now
You got to go or stay so long
While your wheels just keep turning
Turn to rhythm right and wrong
Rolling, wheeling like I'm feeling
Everything's gonna carry on
You go your way, I'm going my way
We will come and so be gone
Wheel of fortune, turn for me now
Turn to trouble in the West
Wheels of completion rolling
There's gonna be some changin' 'round
Babe, when you come turn me down
Trifled on me for your last time
When I come home at night
Why you always start a fight?
Now, babe I want you to know
You left your motor runnin' slow
I got off and got on a faster line
Got me a baby that's got some dough
When you gotta go, you gotta go
Gonna leave you and ease
This troubled mind of mine
There's no need to talk to you
'Cause you know that we are through
I can find a better place to spend my time
Now if I stay out late
You know I'm swingin' on another gate
Gonna leave you and ease this
Troubled mind of mine
Now baby I want you to know
You left your motor runnin' slow
I got off and got on a faster line
Got me a baby that's got some sense
Gonna leave you to ease this
Troubled mind of mine
There's no need to talk to you
'Cause you know that we are through
I can find a better place to spend my time
Now if I stay out late
You know I'm swingin' on another gate
Gonna leave you and ease this
words and music by Jimmy Rodgers
Cattle prowl and the coyotes howl
Out on the Great Divide
Never done no wrong, just singin' a song
As down the trail I ride
Rattle snakes rattle at the prairie dogs
You can hear that mournful tune
'Cause it's round-up time, a-way out west
When the cactus is in bloom
Yodel...
CHORUS
Daylight comes and the cowhands yell
They call out every man
Throw my saddle on my old cow horse
I drink my coffee from a can
The sun goes down on the cattle trail
And I'm gazin' at the moon
'Cause it's round-up time, a-way out west
When the cactus is in bloom
Yodel . . .
Now we don't have cold weather
It never snows or rains
This is where the sun shines best
Out on the western plains
Some of the boys are gone away
But they will be back soon
'Cause it's round-up time, a-way out west
When the cactus is in bloom
Yodel...
arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie
So you ask me my kind friend
Why I am sad and still
And why my brow is darkened
Like the clouds upon the hill
Rein in your ponies closer
And I'll tell you all a tale
Of Utah Carroll, partner
And his last ride on the trail
In a grave without a headstone
Without a date or name
My partner lies there silent
In the land from which I came
Long ago we rode together
We'd ridden side by side
I loved him like a brother
And I wept when Utah died
While riding up one morning
And our work was almost done
The cattle quickly started
On a wild and maddening run
The boss's little daughter
Who was riding on that side
Rushed in to stop the stampede
It was there my partner died
Lenore upon her pony
Tried to turn the cattle right
But her blanket slipped beneath her
And she caught and held on tight
When we all saw that red blanket
Each cowboy held his breath
For should her pony fail her
None could save the girl from death
When the cattle saw the blanket
Almost dragging on the ground
They were maddened in a moment
And they charged with deafening sound
The girl soon saw her danger
And she turned her pony's face
And bending in her saddle
Tried the blanket to replace
Just then she lost her balance
In the front of that wild tide
Carroll's voice controlled the round up
"Lie still, Lenore" he cried
And then close up beside her
Came Utah riding fast
But little did the poor boy know
The ride would be his last
Full often from the saddle
He had caught the trailing rope
To pick her up at full speed
Was now his only hope
He swung low from his saddle
To take her to his arm
We thought that he'd succeeded
That the girl was safe from harm
But such a strain upon his saddle
Had ne'er been put before
And the cinches gave beneath him
And he fell beside Lenore
When the girl fell from her saddle
She had dragged the blanket down
It lay there close beside them
Where they lay upon the ground
Utah took the blanket
And to Lenore he said
"Lie still" and quickly running
Waved the red thing o'er his head
He turned the maddened cattle
From Lenore, his little friend
And as the mighty herd rushed toward him
He turned to met his end
And as the herd came on him
His weapon quickly drew
He was bound to die defended
As all brave cowboys do
The weapon flashed like lightning
And it sounded loud and clear
As the cattle rushed and killed him
He dropped the leading steer
When I broke through that wide circle
To where poor Utah lay
With a thousand wounds and bruises
His life blood ebbed away
I knelt down close beside him
And I knew that all was o'er
As I heard him faintly whisper
"Good-bye, my sweet Lenore"
Next morning at the churchyard
I heard the preacher say
"Don't think our kind friend Utah
Was lost on that great day
He was a much-loved cowboy
And not afraid to die
And we'll meet him at the round up
On the plains beyond the sky"
So you ask me my kind friend
Why I am sad and still
And why my brow is darkened
Like the clouds upon the hill
Rein in your ponies closer
And I'll tell you all a tale
Of Utah Carroll, partner
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
There's a river running underground
That roll along the clay
That took my body when I laid it down
And carried it far away
It's too damned dark for you to see
So I did not protest
My soul shook free, you can't have me
But you may keep the rest
The waters weep, the sickles reap
My hands are cold with sweat
The eagle screams with frightened wings
The dust does not forget
There's a river running underground
That rolls along the clay
That tempts the sould to the ocean cold
Uncle Jeff played the fiddle in his Colorado home
And I backed him on the banjo so he didn't play alone
We've got five generations of a fiddle playin' clan
And it's nice to hear a fiddle by a fiddle playin' man
Here's another song for Uncle Jeff Guthrie
Written on the road by the light of the moon
Somewhere up in Michigan, thinkin' 'bout fiddlin'
And I hope that I can make it back to Colorado soon
Daddy had a fiddle and laid it on his son
Sayin' "Son play the fiddle like your fiddlin' folks done"
Hard to learn to fiddle, when you're fiddlin' on the run
Fiddlin' is fiddlin', fiddlin' is fun
Here's another song for Uncle Jeff Guthrie
Written on the road by the light of the moon
Thinkin' 'bout fiddlin', somewhere up in Michigan
I saw the splendor of the moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
There's something tender in the moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
And all the beaches are filled with peaches
Who bring their Ukes along
And in the glimmer of the moonlight
They love to sing this song
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a-you
If you like to linger where it's shady
Ukulele Lady linger too
If you kiss Ukulele Lady
While you promise ever to be true
And she sees another Ukulele Lady
Foolin' 'round with you
Maybe she'll sigh
(An awful lot)
Maybe she'll cry
(And maybe not)
Maybe she'll find somebody else
By and by
To sing to when it's cool and shady
Where the tricky wicky wacky woo
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a-you
She used to sing to me by moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
Fond memories cling to me by moonlight
Although I'm far away
Some day I'm going, where eyes are glowing
And lips are made to kiss
To see somebody in the moonlight
And hear the song I miss
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a-you
If you like to linger where it's shady
Ukulele Lady linger too
If you kiss Ukulele Lady
While you promise ever to be true
And she sees another Ukulele Lady
Foolin' 'round with you
Maybe she'll sigh
(An awful lot)
Maybe she'll cry
(And maybe not)
Maybe she'll find somebody else
By and by
To sing to when it's cool and shady
Where the tricky wicky wacky woo
If you like Ukulele Lady
Adapted by Doc Watson, Additional adaptation by John Pilla and Arlo Guthrie
co-produced by Van Dyke Parks
I went down in the valley to pray
Learnin' about the good old way
And who would wear the starry crown
Oh Lord, show me the way
Oh Brother, let's go down
Come on down, don't you want to go down
Oh Brother, lets go down
Down in the valley to pray
As I went walkin in the valley to pray
Learnin' about the good old way
And who would wear the starry crown
Oh Lord, show me the way
Oh Father, let's go down
Come on down, don't you want to go down
Oh Father, lets go down
Down in the valley to pray
I went out walkin' on the mountain to pray
Learnin' about the good old way
I went up on the mountain and I just had to say
Oh Lord, show me the way
Oh Sister, let's go down
Come on down, don't you want to go down
Oh Sister, lets go down
Down in the valley to pray
As I went down in the valley to pray
Studyin' about the good old way
And who will wear the starry crown
Oh Lord, show me the way
Oh, let's go down
Come on down, don't you want to go down
Oh, let's go down
words and music by Robb (Rabbitt) MacKay
Now there's a new craze a-goin' 'round
It's gettin' bigger in most every town
From New York City out to Hollywood
Got everybody in the neighborhood
CHORUS:
Down in the unemployment line
You got yourself a place and I got mine
We been here waitin' since the clock struck nine
Down in the unemployment line
Now every day you've got to fight the horde
Just to read what's on the bulletin board
When you go back and try and claim your space
Some other sucker come and stole your place
CHORUS
I hope the people in the government
Tell us how we're gonna pay the rent
How we're gonna get enough to eat
No that the workin' man is obsolete
If things keep goin' like they seem they do
Won't be long before they're down here too
And they can be a part of this here mob
Workin' nine to five to find a job
by Jimmy Driftwood
Along about eighteen and twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would have got through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a-ridin on the Tennessee stud
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud
And I rode away on the Tennessee stud
CHORUS:
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud
One day I was ridin' in the beautiful land
And ran smack into an Indian band
They jerked their knives with a whoop and a yell
But I rode away like a bat out of hell
Well I circled their camp for a time or two
And showed what a Tennessee hoss could do
And them redskin boys never got my blood
'Cause I was a-ridin' on the Tennessee stud
CHORUS
We drifted on down into no man's land
We crossed the river called the Rio Grande
I raced my hoss with the Spaniards bold
Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and a gambler we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
We jerked our guns, he fell with a thud
And I got away on the Tennessee stud
CHORUS
Well, I got as lonesome as a man can be
Dreamin' of my girl in Tennessee
The Tennessee stud's green eyes turned blue
'Cause he was a-dneamin' of a sweetheart too
We loped on back across Arkansas
I whipped her brother and I whipped her pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
And she was ridin' on a Tennessee mare
CHORUS
Stirrup to stirrup and side by side
We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood
On the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee stud
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little hoss colt playin' 'round the door
I love the girl with golden hair
And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.
CHORUS:
Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car.
Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score.
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.
Mothers with their babes asleep,Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.
CHORUS
Nighttime on The City of New Orleans,Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee.
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea.And all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the news.
The conductor sings his song again,
The passengers will please refrain
This train's got the disappearing railroad blues.
Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
Every morning just as soon as it's light
Get out of bed and I'm feeling alright
Make me some coffee and I sit down alone
The rest of the day I'm on the telephone
CHORUS:
Hang up, hold on
You got a dime so you come on so strong
Save your money and let me be
Hang up the phone and quit bothering me
I got a phone in my bedroom and one in the barn
A phone in my car and one in the yard
A phone on my saddle for when I'm out on the range
A phone in my pocket for when I'm down at the grange
CHORUS
Now with devaluation all over the land
The whole wide world has got more money in their hand
They'll be calling me up from Peking and Nome
arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie
I struck the trail in seventy-nine
The herd strung out behind me
As I jogged along my mind went back
To the gal I left behind
If I ever get off the trail, boys
And the Indians don't find me
I'll make my way straight back again
To the gal I left behind me
CHORUS:
That sweet little gal, that true little gal
The gal I left behind me
That sweet little gal, that pretty little gal
The gal I left behind me
The wind did blow and the rain did flow
The hail did fall and blind me
And I thought of that gal, that sweet little gal
That gal I'd left behind me
She wrote ahead to a place I said
And I was glad to find it
She says "I'm true, when you get through
Ride back and you will find me"
CHORUS
When we sold out I took the train
I knew that I would find her
When I got back, we had a smack
And that's no gol-darned liar
My name is Juanano de Castro
My father was a Spanish Grandee
But I won my wife in a card game
To hell with those lords o'er the sea
CHORUS:
Well the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone
I played in a card game at Jolon
I played there with an outlaw named Juan
And after I'd taken his money
I staked all against his daughter Dawn
I picked up the ace...l had won her
My heart it was down at my feet
Jumped up to my throat in a hurry
Like a young summer's day she was sweet
He opened the door to the kitchen
And he called the girl out with a curse
Saying "Take her, Goddamn her, you've won her
She's yours now for better or worse"
Her arms had to tighten around me
As we rode down the hills to the south
Not a word did I hear from her that day
Nor a kiss from her pretty young mouth
But that was a gay happy winter
We carved on a cradle of pine
By the fire in that neat little cabin
And I sang with that gay wife of mine
CHORUS
That night I got hurt in a landslide
Crushed hip and twice broken bone
She saddled her pony like lightning
And rode off for the doctor in Cholon
The lion screamed in the Barranca
Buck, he bolted and he fell on his side
My young wife lay dead in the moonlight
My heart died that night with my bride
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
If I could go back home to the place I was raised
I'd catch the next bus and be there in a few days
But I just can't do it, I was raised on the road
I've got no place to go to, so l guess l'll stay on
There's dreams that I've had, I wrote in songs yesterday
But the waves of the world have washed them away
Still I carry them with me wherever I go
They're my only possesions on this slow boat back home
I've kept all my memories buried deep in my heart
Where time cannot touch them and rip them apart
Still I look for the hour when I will be free
From constantly dying and living on dreams
If I could go back home to the place I was raised
I'd catch the next bus and be there in a few days
My dreams in my pockets, my life, that's gone wrong
I've been to wild Montana
I went there in a storm
My boots were Texas leather
My Levis wet and torn
I loved it in Montana
Loved it in the storm
I think I'm gonna cross that river
I just might be reborn
New York, New York - winter, '61
Takin' me a city ride
Somebody tall musta put out the lights
'Cause it got real dark outside
CHORUS:
And I never saw the sun till '71
But I never gave up the fight
I sure was glad when I saw the dawn
Somebody, somebody turned on the light
Somebody turned on the light
Women, wine and fast red cars
And I couldn't see to read the signs
Somebody said "Whose life is this?"
And I said that it can't be mine
CHORUS
When the world is wrong better right yourself
It'll make the dark clouds fly
Nobody tall can put out the lights
Just don't let the spirit die
If you never see the sun till '91
Don't you ever give up the fight
Sure be glad when you see the dawn
Somebody, somebody turns on the light
Somebody turns on the light.
On a long lonesome Journey I'm going
Oh darling, and please don't you cry
Though in shackles and chains they will take me
In prison to stay till I die
And at night through the bars
I gaze at the stars
And I long for your kisses in vain
A piece of stone I will use for my pillow
While I'm sleeping in shackles and chains
Put your arms thru these bars once, my darlin'
Let me kiss those sweet lips that I love best
In heartache you're my consolation
In sorrow my haven of rest
And at night through the bars
I will gaze at the stars
The plans that we made were in vain
A piece of stone I will use as my pillow
While I'm sleeping in shackles and chains
by Jimmy Webb
Put the top down on this old Mustang
Buy us a bottle of wine
Head up north to see the old gang
I want to see some friends of mine
I want to see some friends of mine
True loving people whose hearts are kind
Find that little town that's in the back of my mind
CHORUS:
Oklahoma nights I will never forget you
Oklahoma, the wind comes sweepin'
Thru a sky full of lights
While he's a singin' of an airless flight
Put the lamp in a window, lead me back
Lead me back to those Oklahoma nights
Oklahoma nights
When we get back to the old barn dance
We'll hear that Rock-a-billy band
Singin' about some long lost romance
And we'll know we're home again
Yes we'll know we're home again
With Panhndle people who understand
Dry a little tear from the back of my hand
Oklahoma nights I will never forget you
Oklahoma the wind comes sweepin'
Thru a sky full of lights
While he's singin' of an airless flight
Put the lamp in a window mama, turn it up bright
Lead me back to those Oklahoma nights
Oklahoma nights
Bad news, bad news, come to me where I sleep
Turn, turn, turn again
Sayin' one of my friends is in trouble deep
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
Tell me the trouble, tell me once to my ears
Turn, turn, turn again
Joliet prison for ninety-nine years
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
A crash on the highway
threw a car into a field
Turn, turn, turn again
There were four people killed
And he was at the wheel
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
But I knew him as well
As I know my own self
Turn, turn, turn again
And he wouldn't harm a life
That belonged to someone else
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
That may be so said the judge
From the side of his mouth
Turn, turn, turn again
But the witness who saw it
He left little doubt
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
He may, he may have
A sentence to server
Turn, turn, turn again
But ninety-nine years
He just does not deserve
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed
Turn, turn, turn again
A sentence, it is passed
And it can not be repealed
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
But he ain't no criminal
And his crime it is none
Turn, turn, turn again
And what happened to him
Could have happened to anyone
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
At that the judge jumped forward
And his face it did freeze
Turn, turn, turn again
Sayin' would you kindly leave
My office now please
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
I squinted my eyes and I stood up slow
Turn, turn, turn again
With no other choice except for me to go
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
I walked down the hall
And I heard his door slam
Turn, turn, turn again
I walked down the stairs
But I did not understand
Turn, turn, to the wind and the rain
And I played my guitar
Through the night and through the day
Turn, turn, turn again
But the only tune
That my guitar would play was oh how cruel
The Wind and the rain
Living now here but for fortune
Placed by fate's mysterious schemes
Who'd believe that we're the ones asked
To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams
Arise sweet destiny, time runs short
All of your patience has heard their retort
Hear us now for alone we can't seem
To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams
Can you hear the words being whispered
All along the American stream
Tyrants freed the just are imprisoned
Try to rekindle the patriot's dreams
Ah but perhaps too much is being asked of too few
You and your children with nothing to do
Hear us now for alone we can't seem
To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams
Many a month has come and gone
Since I've wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born
Many a page of my life has turned
Many lessons I have learned
And I feel like in those hills where I belong
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
Riding my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboy's life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I was born
But as I sit here today
Many miles I am away
From the place I rode my pony through the draw
Where the oak and black jack trees
Kiss the playful Prairie breeze
And I feel back in those hills where I belong
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
Riding my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboy's life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I was born
Now as I turn life a page
To the land of the great Osage
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born
Where the black oil rolls and flows
And the snow white cotton grows
And I feel like in those hills where I belong
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
Riding my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboy's life is my occupation
The power of love can make a blind man see
Can bring a man to his knees
The power of love can make a sultan grieve
Can make a skeptic believe
The power of love is south of south
And scorches out all the doubt
The power of love is the name of names
And burns away all the pain
The power of love can make a gangster cry
Can make a loser try
The power of love can make a strong man weak
Can make a bigot meek
The power of love is south of south
And scorches out all the doubt
The power of love is the name of names
And burns away all the pain
The power of love can make a coward brave
Can make a hero afraid
The power of love can make a miser give
Can make a dead man live
The power of love is south of south
And scorches out all the doubt
The power of love is the name of names
And burns away all the pain
The power of love is south of south
And scorches out all the doubt
The power of love is the name of names
One night with you
Is what I'm now prayin' for
The things that we two could plan
Would make my dreams come true
Just call on me
And I'll be right by your side
I need your sweet heavy hand
My love's too strong to hide
Always lived a very quiet life
I ain't never done no wrong
Now I know life without you
Has been too long, too long
One night with you
Is what I'm now prayin' for
The things that we two could plan
One day, one day, Sir
I was walking along
I heard that special
Singing a lonesome song
Chorus:
Oh, let the Midnight Special
Shine her light on me
Let the Midnight Special
Shine her ever lovin light on me
If you ever go to Houston
You know you better walk right
You know you better not stagger
You know you better not fight
Because the sheriff will just arrest you
You know he'll carry you down
And you can bet your bottom dollar
Oh Lord, you're penitentiary bound
Chorus
Yonder come little Rosie
How in the world do you know?
I can tell her by her apron
And the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder
Piece of paper in her hand
Goes a marchin to the Captain
Says I want my man
Chorus
Now here comes jumpin' Judy
I'll tell you how I know
You know, Judy brought jumpin'
To the whole wide world
She brought it in the morning
Just about the break of day
You know, if I ever get to jumpin'
Oh Lord, I'll up and jump away.
words and music by Robb (Rabbitt) MacKay
Some times when the sun goes down
And I'm lost in some other town
My thoughts may drift away
To Manzanillo Bay
And I can see a fisherman
His day's catch Iying on the sand
Underneath the palms that sway
Over Manzanillo Bay
CHORUS:
Now I'm missing your silver moon
Black sands and your blue lagoon
Some day I would like to be
Back next to your shining sea
Drinking rum from a conch shell
Caught up in your magic spell
Some day I would like to go
Back down to Mexico
I remember your fields of cane
Your warm breezes and jungle rains
And watching the children play
Over Manzanillo Bay
And out in your market square
The women sing out to sell their wares
I've got fresh shrimp today
From Manzanillo Bay
CHORUS
And under the spell of night
The bay reflecting the harbor light
You can hear the guitar play
Over Manzanillo Bay
And if you're thinking about romance
And you're willing to take a chance
Just pick any small cafe
In Manzanillo Bay
CHORUS
Some times when the sun goes down
And I'm lost in some other town
My thoughts may drift away
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
Loving in golden temples, my love
Is flowing on heavenly seas
The silent commands and heard throughout the lands
And are weaving his patterns with ease
All of the beautiful mountains beyond
Can surely not tempt me to stay
Even my musical melody thoughts
Are memories in yesterday
Wave upon wave of life within me
Give me the strength to go on
Wave after wave of love all around me
Give me the time to catch on
Wave upon wave of life within me
Give me the strength to go on
Wave after wave of love all around me
Give me the time to catch on
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
Like a dream in the night
As the snow settles white
There's a fire burning bright
In Massachusetts
And there's a house upon a hill
That keeps us from the chill
And by the grace of God
We will be in Massachusetts
CHORUS:
You can tell me about the times you spent
In the Rockies and on the plains,
Please don't think that I'm the last to say
That there ain't lots of other places
In this world that still remain
Beautiful and unchanged
But they're just not the same
The sun comes up to meet the dawn
And there's a day that must go on
There's another night that's gone
In Massachusetts
And I could spend all of my days
And remain each day amazed
At the way each day is phrased
In Massachusetts
CHORUS
Now if you could only see
I know you would agree
There ain't nowhere else to be
Like Massachusetts
And there's a house upon a hill
That keeps us from the chill
And by the grace of God
We will be in Massachusetts
Come on tell me about the time you spent
In the Rockies and on the plains
And please don't think that I'm the last to say
That there ain't lots of other places
In this world that still remain
Beautiful and unchanged
CHORUS:
LAY DOWN, LITTLE DOGGIES, LAY DOWN
WE'VE BOTH GOT TO SLEEP ON THE COLD, COLD GROUND
THE WINDS BLOWIN' COLDER AND THE SUN'S GOIN' DOWN
LAY DOWN, LITTLE DOGGIES, LAY DOWN
WE HIT THIS OLD BEEF TRAIL JUST TWO MONTHS AGO
WE BLISTERED IN THE SUN AND WE FROZE IN THE SNOW
IN TEN DAYS WE'RE COMIN TO A PACKING HOUSETOWN
SO LAY YOURSELVES DOWN, LITTLE DOGGIES, LAY DOWN
THIS DODGE CITY TRAIL SHE'S A HARD ROAD TO GO
UP THE TEXAS FLATLANDS THROUGH OLD MEXICO
I GOT DUST IN MY EYES AND MUD IN MY NOSE
SO LAY YOURSELVES DOWN, LITTLE DOGGIES, LAY DOWN
CHORUS
THAT BAD HOLE OF WATER WE DRUNK AND GOT SICK
CURLED UP OUT HAIR, TIED OUR TAILS BACK IN KINKS
WE GOT LOST IN A BLIND CANYON, TIPPY-TOEIN' AROUND
SO LAY YOURSELVES DOWN, LITTLE DOGGIES, LAY DOWN
HERE NOW WE COME TO THE END OF OUR TRAIL
YOUR HAIR, HIDE AND CARCASS TO THE STOCKYARDS I SELL
I'LL SEE YOU IN A TIN CAN WHEN YOU GET SHIPPED AROUND
SO LAY YOURSELVES DOWN, LITTLE DOGGIES, LAY DOWN
CHORUS:
I don't need no diamond ring
I don't need no Cadillac car
Just want to drink my Ripple wine
Down in the Lightnin' Bar
Down in the Lightnin' Bar
Some people value fortune and fame
I don't care about 'em none
Just want to drink my Ripple wine
I want to have my good time fun
Have my good time fun
CHORUS
When I die don't cry for me
Don't bury me at all
Place my livin', laughin', lovin' bones
In a jar of alcohol
Hundred proof alcohol
I wanna hop on the last train in the station
Won't need to get yourself prepared
When you're on that last train for glory
You'll know, you're reasonably there
Maybe you ain't walked on any highway
You've just been flyin' in the air
But if you're on that last train to glory
You'll know, you must've paid your fare
Maybe you've been liyin' down in the jailhouse
Maybe you're hungry and poor
Maybe your ticket on the last train to glory
Is the stranger who is sleeping on your floor
I ain't a man of constant sorrow
I ain't seen trouble all day long
We are only passengers on the last train to glory
That will soon be long, long gone
I wanna hop on the last train in the station
Won't need to get yourself prepared
When you're on that last train to glory
Lonely sunshine, days come easy
Spend my time alone at rest
And if I were the last to leave here
Now would these roads be any less?
Oh I'm the last to leave
Now would these ribbon highway roads
Be less wonderful to me?
Why must I always be so slow?
Many friends, they come and go
You know there's a lot of feelings that I've left behind
And it's a lonely world I know
When your friends are hard to find
But take the time, my memory fails
I soaked my eyes in the morning rain
Like a sailor sailing over Jordan
On the road back home again
Oh I'm the last to leave
Would these ribbon highway roads
Be less wonderful to me?
Oh the price of gold is rising out of sight
And the dollar is in sorry shape tonight
What the dollar used to get us
Now won't buy a head of lettuce
No the economic forecast isn't right
But amidst the clouds I spot a shining ray
I can even glimpse a new and better way
And I've demised a plan of action
Worked it down to the last fraction
And I'm going into action here today
CHORUS:
I am changing my name to Chrysler
I am going down to Washington D.C.
I will tell some power broker
What they did for Iacocca
Will be perfectly acceptable to me
I am changing my name to Chrysler
I am headed for that great receiving line
So when they hand a million grand out
I'll be standing with my hand out
Yes sire I'll get mine
When my creditors are screaming for their dough
I'll be proud to tell them all where they can all go
They won't have to scream and holler
They'll be paid to the last dollar
Where the endless streams of money seem to flow
I'll be glad to tell them what they can do
It's a matter of a simple form or two
It's not just renumeration it's a liberal education
Ain't you kind of glad that I'm in debt to you
CHORUS
Since the first amphibians crawled out of the slime
We've been struggling in an unrelenting climb
We were hardly up and walking before money started talking
And it's sad that failure is an awful crime
Well it's been that way for a millenium or two
But now it seems that there's a different point of view
If you're a corporate titanic and your failure is gigantic
Down to congress there's a safety net for you
It's okay if you're all right
It's good to be here with you tonight
Dressed in moonlight and faded jeans
It ain't no mystery, all it means is
I can't believe I'll be with you tonight
I can't believe I'll be with you tonight
We'll be all right if it's ok
I know I'm crazy but I'm naturally that way
And by the look in your liquid eyes
It won't come as any big suprise but
I can't believe I'll be with you tonight
I can't believe I'll be with you tonight
Everybody's in their own little world
And I've been dreaming about you girl
I can't believe I'll be with you tonight
I'm here with you, you're here with me
Ain't it wonderful just how good it can be
I don't imagine it gets much better than this
But whatever it was it just got crossed off my list
I can't believe I'll be with you tonight
Can't believe I'll be with you tonight
Everybody's in their own little world
And I've been dreaming about you girl
I can't believe I'll be with you tonight
Words and Music Arlo Guthrie
Every hand in the land
Shakes along with me
It don't seem that I can dream
Like I used to dream
Maybe that somebody is shaking me
If I fell I could tell
It may be that somebody is making me
Dream that you're forever
Gone away from me
Every toe that I know
Step away with me
I can't seem to get where
I want to be
Maybe it's my own foot
That keeps tripping me
Trip trap - flip flap
It must come to wherever from it comes
Through to me
I can't walk to where
My own dreams talk to me
Every face in this place
Take your eyes away
Blink if you think that
There's another way
Maybe it's my own eyes
That don't see the way
The time is blind
It may come to pass
That I will lose my mind
I can't live without the love I left behind
Sail with me into the unknown void that has no end
Swept along the open road that don't seem to begin
Come with me and love me, babe I may be back again
Meantime I'll keep sailing down my highway in the wind
Evenings just begin the days and follows with the night
To love you and to be with you and say that it's all right
Love me while you have me, Babe I may be back again
Meantime I'll keep sailing down this highway in the wind
There's times I feel like going and there's times I want to stay
Times that I ain't feeling well and times I feel ok
Now you have time to love me, babe and I may have time again
Meantime I'll keep sailing down this highway in the wind
The fortune teller tells me that I have somewhere to go
Look and try to understand and wonder how she knows
So I must be going now I'm losing time my friend
Go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Can't you hear the steel rail humming
That's a hobo's lullaby
Do not think about tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar
Safe from all the wind and snow
I know the police cause you trouble
They cause trouble everywhere
But when you die and go to heaven
You won't find no policemen there
I know your clothes are torn and ragged
And your hair is turning grey
Lift your head and smile at trouble
You'll find happiness some day
So go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Don't you feel the steel rail humming
That's a hobo's lullaby
Adapted by Arlo Guthrie
Guabi Guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana
Guabi Guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Repeat both verses several times
by Steve and Carol Ide
Let's not sit here, talk about it baby
It's got to start in your heart or else it'll pass on by
It's what pleases you when your love seems new
That puts the light back in your eyes
You got what it takes, and I know it make it through
CHORUS:
You've got to give it all that you got
Honey that's the thing to do
You've got to give it your best shot
Even when the world's closing' in on you
It's not an easy life we're livin'
But in the end if it's love you're givin'
Don't be afraid, don't give it up
Give it all you got
There's people around who are standin' right by your side
Walkin' hand in hand, they could follow you up to the sky
But if you leave 'em alone, they'll be on their own
And then there'll be reason to try,
What's the use payin' dues when you got no reason why
CHORUS
What do you do when there's so much in you
You can't feel the road that you're on
Say what needs to be said, get it all out your head
And you're back on the road before long
Of war and peace the truth just twists, its curfew gull it glides
Upon four legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides
With his candle lit into the sun though it's glow is waxed in black
All except beneath the trees of Eden
The lamp post stands with folded arms its iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail
Through its shadow's metal badge
All in all can only fall with a crashing but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier sticks his head in the sand and then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf but still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay at ships with tattooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden
The time rusted compass blade, Aladdin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks, side saddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise you will not hear a laugh
All except inside the Gates of Eden
Relationships of ownership they whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act accordingly and wait for succeeding kings
And I try to harmonize with songs the lonesome sparrow sings
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden
The motorcycle 'Black Madonna', two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver-studded phantom cause the gray flannel dwarf to scream
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey, pick up on his bread crumb sins
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
The kingdoms of experience in the precious winds they rot
While paupers change possessions
Each one wishing for what the other has got
And the princess and the prince discuss what's real and what's not
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden
The foreign sun it squints upon a bed that is never mine
As friends and others, strangers from their fates try to resign
Leaving men holy and totally free to do anything they wish to do but die
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden
At dawn my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
Into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words but these to tell what's true
Original music by Jose Fernandez Diaz
Music adaptation by Pete Seeger & Julian Orbon
Lyric adaptation by Julian Orbon, based on a poem by Jose Marti
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma
Chorus:
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es un ciervo herido
Que busca en el monte amparo
Chorus
I am a truthful man from this land of palm trees
Before dying I want to share these poems of my soul
My verses are light green
But they are also flaming red
(the next verse says,)
I cultivate a rose in June and in January
For the sincere friend who gives me his hand
And for the cruel one who would tear out this
heart with which I live
I do not cultivate thistles nor nettles
I cultivate a white rose
Cultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Qultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca
Chorus
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Cardo ni ortiga cultivo
Cultivo la rosa blanca
Chorus
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
El arroyo de la sierra
Me complace mas que el mar
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
I went down to the grocery store
To get in I had to pay a dime or more
I hadn't yet begun to start
When I had to pay the rent
On the shopping cart
CHORUS
Deedle lee dum, deedle lee dum
Deedle lee dum de dum dum
Well I let the kids loose on the floor
And they ran round for a while or more
Till the manager with the broken smile
Said it's a dollar down and a quarter an aisle
CHORUS
I was down in the freezer upon my knees
Somebody was yelling that the price got freezed
There was a rioting mob, a strangling hold
I received the bill for the escaping cold
CHORUS
It was about this time that I was goin' insane
I went and picked the kids up in the other lane
Put back the food and ran out of the store
I ain't goin' back to that place no more
CHORUS
Well I'm tellin the truth now, I don't fib
I don't mind no women's lib
But if my woman don't want
To go down to the store
The family ain't gonna eat no more
Woke up this morning with my head in my hand
Come on, children, come on
The snow was falling all over the land
Come on, children, come on
I don't know but I've been told
Come on, children, come on
That the streets of heaven have all been sold
Come on, children, come on
Chorus:
Come on, children, all come home
Jesus gonna make you well
Come on, people, now its time to go
Go to where a man can dwell
Well the sun come up while I wrote this song
Come on, children, come on
To remind me well that it won't be long
Come on children come on
Chorus
Come on, Gabriel, blow that thing
Come on, children come on
All God's children got to dance and sing
Come on, children come on
All God's children got to sing and shout
Come on, children, come on
There ain't nobody 'round bound to kick you out
Come on, children, come on
One of these days we'll all be there
Come on, children, come on
Seeing those wheels way up in the air
Come on, children, come on
Come on everybody now what's it worth
Come on, children, come on
To make a heaven out of this earth
Come on, children, come on
Chorus
Moses gonna make you well
You know even Daniel's gonna make you well
Jesus gonna make you well
Mm, mm, gonna make you well
I dream in the morning
That she brings me water
And I dream in evening
That she brings me wine
Just a poor man's daughter
From Puerto Penasco
Evangelina in old Mexico
There's a great hot desert
South of Mexicali
And if you don't have water
Then you better not go
Tequila won't get you
Across the desert
To Evangelina in old Mexico
And the fire I feel for the
Woman I love
Is driving me insane
Knowing she's waiting
And I just can't get there
Lord only knows that I've
Racked my brain
To try and find a way
To see that woman in old Mexico
I met a kind man
Who guarded the border
He said you don't have papers
But I'll let you go
I can tell that you love her
By the look in your eyes now
She's the rose of the desert
In old Mexico
And the fire I feel for the
Woman I love
Is driving me insane
Knowing she's waiting
And I just can't get there
Lord only knows that I've
Racked my brain
To try and find a way
To see tht woman in old Mexico
And I dream in the morning
That she brings me water
And I dream in the evening
That she brings me wine
Just a poor man's daughter
From Puerto Penasco
Evangelina in old Mexico
There's a great hot desert
South of Mexicali
And if you don't have water
Then you better not go
Tequila won't get you
Across the desert
To Evangelina in old Mexico
She's the rose of the desert
In old Mexico
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
And for myself I have no regrets
That time has taken what it soon forgets
A gambler's paradise in short vignettes
These stolen moments from the hourglass
A burning candle while the night-time lasts
Upon my pillow where my dreams float past
And all my memories seem to come alive
I think of everyone who still survives
And those who haven't may yet still arrive
I want to take the time to let you know
I've had a hard time letting feelings show
And through it all I love you even so
A poet's pleasure is to hear in time
The painter pictures what he's left behind
I close my eyes and it all leaves my mind
I sit alone and hear the sparrow sing
No way of knowing what tommorow brings
traditional
De colores, de colores se visten los campos en la primavera
De colores, de colores son los pajaritos que vienen de afuera
De colores, de colores es el arco iris que vemos lucir
Chorus (2X):
Y por eso los grandes amores de muchos colores me gustan a mi
Canta el gallo, canta el gallo con su quiri (5x)
La gallina la gallina con su cara (5x)
Los polluelos, los polluelos con su pio (4x) pi
Chorus
(you know, I think you can sing this with us...)
In colors, in colors the Fields bloom in spring
In colors, in colors the little birds fly from afar
In colors, in colors the rainbow arcs so clearly
And for this reason, these great loves of many colors, please be so
De colores, de colores se visten los campos en la primavera
De colores de colores son los pajaritos que vienen de afuera
De colores, de colores es el arco iris que vemos lucir
Days are short and I ain't down
The sun is on the hill
Looking in my suitcase for a friend
The door was opened wide
You know I lost a little pride
And inside it was just another man
Every day another man reaches out his hand
Every moment there's a shifting in the sand
Every whisper in the wind brings a good man back again
Settle me down in my dreams tonight
Tomorrow's another day to blow my blues away
Lots of folks will tell you that
A man can go through life
Taking what he wants along the way
But until all men are freed
Each one gets but what he needs
The experience of living every day
Every day another man reaches out his hand
Every moment there's a shifting in the sand
Every whisper in the wind brings a good man back again
Settle me down in my dreams tonight
Tomorrow's another day to blow my blues away
I woke up this morning
I awoke upon my knees
Crying ooh, wee, I don't know where I am
I feel just like a clown
Every time I move around
This morning I woke up alone
I spent the day time on my own
Lots of people have come and gone
To hear a cowboy sing an old time song
Oh babe, I love you so
This here is the only thing I know
It ain't right and it ain't wrong
To hear a cowboy sing an old time song
Last night I sat till closing time
Thinking of the things that crossed my mind
You were the one I was thinking of
I guess it must be that I'm just in love
Oh babe, I love you so
This here is the only thing I know
It ain't right, it ain't wrong
To hear a cowboy sing an old time song
I hope they play this song of mine
On the jukebox for a dime
Then if you leave 'cause something's wrong
You'll hear your cowboy sing an old time song
Oh babe, I love you so
This here is the only thing I know
It ain't right and it ain't wrong
To hear a cowboy sing an old time song
words and music by Woody Guthrie
Well, the new sheriff wrote me a letter
Yes, the new sheriff wrote me a letter
Come up and see me, dead or alive
Come up and see me, dead or alive
CHORUS 1:
Dead or alive, if s a hard road
It's a hard road, dead or alive
Well, he even sent me my picture
Yes, he even sent me my picture
How do I look, boys, dead or alive?
How do I look, boys, dead or alive? (Chorus I)
Well, he said he would pay expenses
Yes, he said he would pay expenses
Dead or alive, no thanks!
New sheriff, I'm a poor boy
CHORUS 2:
If s a hard road, dead or alive
Dead or alive, if s a hard road
Well, he said he would feed and do the me
Yes, he said he would feed and do the me
Dead or alive, no thanks!
New sheriff, I'm a poor boy (Chorus 2)
Well, I'm sorry but I can't come, sheriff
Yes, I'm sorry but I can't come, sheriff
Dead or alive, no thanks!
New sheriff, I'm a poor boy (Chorus 2)
I don't like your hard rock hotel
I don't like your hard rock hotel
Dead or alive, new sheriff
No thanks, I'm a poor boy (Chorus 2)
I gotta go down and see my little sweet thing f
Gonna go down and see my little sweet thing
Dead or alive, yes, Lord!
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
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
Oh, how precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
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
Shall I be wafted to the skies
On flowery beds of ease
While others strive to win the prize
And sail on bloody seas
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now am found
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
I was watching the news tonight
And all over the world
People were singing and carrying signs
All over the world
Every body walking hand in hand
Through cities that I've been
And though I'm not there tonight
You know I'll be back again
I'll be back again, I'll be back again
I'm on a plane tonight for Germany
And All over the world
There are lots of people just like you and me
All over the world
Who know the bomb must never fall again
All over the world
And we must all learn how to live as friends
All over the world
All over the world, all over the world
We are making the news tonight
All over the world
Because we know that what we do is right
All over the world
Every body walking hand in hand
All over the world
Through the streets of Europe and Japan
All over the world
Story by Pete Seeger
traditional African music arranged by Rev. HCN Williams and JN Maselwa
Chorus:
Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo
Abiyoyo, yoyoyo, yoyoyo
Once upon a time there was a little boy who
played the ukelele. He'd go around town,
'Blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp, blmp,
bImp blmp blmp, blmp blmp, blmp!'
Grown-ups said "Get that thing out of here!"
Not only that, the boy's father was a gettin'
in trouble. He was a magician. He had a
magic wand. He could go 'Zoop! Zoop!' make
things disappear. But the father played too
many tricks on people. Somebody doing a
hard job of work, 'zzt, zzt, zzt', up comes the
father with his magic wand, 'Zoop!' no saw.
Come to someone about to drink a nice cold
glass of something, 'Zoop!' the glass
disappears, He'd come to someone about
to sit down after a hard day's work, 'Zoopl'
no chair.
People said to the father, "You get out
of here, too. Take your magic wand and
your son!" The boy and his father were
ostracized. That means they made them
live on the edge of town.
Now in this town they used to tell stories.
The old people used to tell stories about
the giants that lived in the old days They
used to tell a story about a giant called
Abiyoyo. They said he was as tall as a
house and could eat...people... up.
Of course, nobody believed it, but they
told the story anyway.
One day, one day, the sun rose, blood red
over the hill. And the first people got up
and looked out of their window, they saw a
great big shadow in front of the sun. And
they could feel the whole ground shake.
'Stomp, stomp'. Women screamed, 'Ahh!'
Strong men fainted "Ohh!" - "Run for
your lives! Abiyoyo's coming!"
He came to the sheep pasture, grabs a
whole sheep, 'Yeowp!' Comes to the cow
pasture, grabs a whole cow, 'Yeowp!'
Daniel, "Grab your most precious
possessions and run! Run!" Just then the
boy and his father woke up "Hey, Paw,
what's coming over the field?" - Oh, Son,
that's Abiyoyo. Oh, if I could only get him
to lie down, I could make him disappear."
The boy said "Come with me, Father." He
grabs his father by one hand. The father
gets the magic wand, the boy gets the
ukelele. They run across the field. People
yelled, "Don't go near him! He'll eat you
alive!" There was Abiyoyo. He had long
fingernails cause he never cut 'em.
Slobbery teeth, cause he didn't brush
them. Stinking feet, 'cause he didn't wash
'em. He raised up with his claws, the boy
whips out his ukelele and starts to sing.
Chorus
Well, you know the giant had never heard a song
about himself before, and a foolish grin spread
over the giant's face. And the giant started to
dance "Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo," the boy
went faster, "Abiyoyo, yoyoyo, yoyoyo. Abiyoyo,
Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo," The giant
got out of breath. He staggered. He fell down flat
on the ground 'Zoop!, Zoop!' people looked out
the window, Abiyoyo disappeared.
They ran across the fields. They lifted the boy
and his father up on their shoulders. They said,
"Come back to town. Bring your damn ukelele,
we don t care anymore!" And they all sang:
Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo
(Oh, you sing it with me,)
This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the
restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,
that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's
Restaurant.
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on
Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the
church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their garbage for a long time.
We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So
we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed
on toward the city dump.
Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.
We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw our's down.
That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, "Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of
garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope
under that garbage."
After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the
shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
police officer's station.
Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was
both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Obie, I don't think I
can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."
And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of
cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station.
They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and
they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach,
the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to
mention the aerial photography.
After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put
us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I
said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?"
Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.
We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,
and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the
judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And
we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not
what I came to tell you about.
Came to talk about the draft.
They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street,
where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave
me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."
And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down
yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."
Didn't feel too good about it.
Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the
last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested?"
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"
And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"
And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said.
"Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna-
know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting-
officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and talked for
forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had
fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there,
and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it
down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the
pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the
other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on
the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the
following words:
("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")
I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, burn women,
kids, houses and villages after bein' a litterbug." He looked at me and
said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you fingerprints
off to Washington."
And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into
the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get
anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.
And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the
guitar.
With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.
So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.
We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.
All right now.
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Excepting Alice
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Restaurant
As I was walking down the street
Down the street, down the street
A pretty girl I chanced to meet
And we danced by the light of the moon
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
Come out tonight come out tonight
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
And we'll dance by the light of the moon
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And he knees was a knockin' and her shoes was a rockin'
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And we danced by the light of the moon
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
Come out tonight come out tonight
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
And we'll dance by the light of the moon
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And her knees was a knockin' and her shoes was a rockin'
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And we danced by the light of the moon
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
Come out tonight come out tonight
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
Anytime you're feelin' lonely
Anytime you're feelin' blue
Anytime you feel downhearted
That will prove your love for me is true
Anytime you?re thinkin' about me
That's the time I'll be thinkin' of you
So anytime you say you want me back again
That's the time I'll come runnin' back to you
Anytime you're feelin' lonely
Anytime you're feelin' blue
Anytime you feel downhearted
That will prove your love for me is true
Anytime you're thinkin' about me
That's the time I'll be thinkin' of you
So anytime you say you want me back again
Yes, I know I've been untrue
And I have hurt you through and through
But please have mercy on this heart of mine
Won't you take me back and try me one more time?
In my dreams I see your face
It seems like there's someone in my place
But does he know that you were once mine?
Won't you take me back and try me one more time?
If you come back to me now
I'll make it up to you somehow
I promise to never be unkind, I
If you'll take me back and try me one more time
Everything seems to be going in the wrong direction
The doctor wants to give me more injections
He's given me shots for a thousand rare infections
And they don't know if they'll let me go
Connection
No I just can't make no connection
And all I want to do
Is just to get back to you
My bags they get a very close inspection
I wonder why it is that they suspect 'em
They're just tryin' to add me to their collection
And I don't know if they'll let me go
Connection
No I just can't make no connection
And all I want to do
Lyrics by Glen Anthony
Music by Charlie Chaplin
My love, you are the song
That sings inside of me
The song is always the same
It starts with love and ends with your name
The more that I love you
There's more in you to love
And yet I just don't know how
I could love you more than I do right now
They say that love grows old
But our love turned to gold
You kissed my sorrows away
You touched my heart
What more can I say
Each day my life is new
For God blessed me with you
And when my life is all through
Without a word you always knew
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
The sun is sinking down
I'm standing 'round my window
You say you're going away
But I believe in love
CHORUS:
The power of love divine
Will surely shine you'll see
And guide us to where we ought to be
You and me
The moon is coming up
And I'm still here in prayer
You say you've had enough
And that you just don't care
CHORUS
But while the stars are coming out
And light shines from above
You tell me in my dreams
That you believe in love
CHORUS
The sun is coming up
A rainbow on my window
You say you're going away
And even though you do
The power of love divine
Will surely shine you'll see
And guide you home again to be...
words and musk by Arlo Guthrie
In the candle, lights burn away
Leaving nothing, except the day
Just to blow your mind away
Coming thus, this daily change
You sit and pose the very strange
He sits and hums 'Home on the Range"
And just wouldn't you believe it
Now the hallway, now the doors
Locking out your deathlike chores
Locking in what's left to score
Coming thus, this daily thought
Heroes have so long been taught
Buying what cannot be bought
And just wouldn't you believe it
Like before, my time has gone
Here's wishing I could carry on
But I'm being called up into the dawn
Coming thus, this daily freak
Try to come again next week
When I strive to climb the peak
Not so long ago I set out on this road
With my friends and my companions by my side
And I think of you wherever I do go
I'm a rambler, I ain't hard to satisfy
Won't be long till I am home again with you
Just a few more miles to go
Won't be long till I can get back on my own
Won't be long till I can spend my time with you
In the airport I'm standing in a line
Search my pockets, check me out and I'm alright
It's not hard but it ain't easy all the time
To be in some other town most every night
Oh, I miss the singing from porch banjo nights
And when friends come by to pass the time away
And when the winds that chill the Bershires in the night
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
I've been keeping on the run
I've been traveling with the sun
I've been singing all my life and getting by
Got to keep up with what's goung on
In this place I've been so long
And I guess I'll just keep singing all my life
And it's so good to come home
To a woman all alone
Forgeting how hnd loneliness can be
She will take me from this world
Then she'll gently take the world away from me
l'll be coming home at night
While the kids are sleeping tight
She'll be lit by firelight and looking fine
And the kids jump out of bed
Hello Daddy, what did you get
Did you think of anything on down the line
She'll be talking with her smile
Saying, honey, wait awhile
The kids have missed you, soon they'll be asleep
She will take me from this world
Then she'll gently take the world away from me
Oh the prophets and the sages
And the wise men through the ages
All that's written down on pages from above
Just can't adequately describe
What I'm feeling here inside
It's just useless to be living without love
And I'll take her by her hand
Just a woman and a man
Without trying to understand what we should be
She will take me from this world
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
There's trouble all around the world
Well, it looks that way to me
People don't know what to do
They don't know where they should be
But just one question still remains
To which we must respond
Two roads lead from where we are
Which side are you on
CHORUS:
Are you on, boys
Which side are you on
Which side are you on, boys
Which side are you on
Moses crossed the desert
With a band of weary men
For forty years they wandered through
The hot and burning sand
And Moses went and prayed alone
The weary vagabond
And lightning wrote these words in stone
Which side are you on
CHORUS
Jesus stumbling through the streets
On the road to Calvary
Nailed high to testify
With other local thieves
And as they hung there dying
One asked what lay beyond
That all depends the master said
Which side are you on
CHORUS
Some men work for little things
And some men work for more
Some men work for anything
And some don't work at all
And me mysef I'm satisfied
To sing for God's own son
And ask you what I ask myself
Oh, the time will come up when the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind before the hurricane begins
The hour that the ship comes in
And the sea will split and the ships will hit
And the sands on the shoreline will be shakin?
And the tide will pound and the wind will sound
And the mornin? will be a breakin?
The fishes will laugh as they swim out of the path
And the seagulls, they'll be a smilin?
And the rocks on the sand will proudly stand
The hour that the ship comes in
And the words that are used for to get the ship confused
Will not be understood as they're spoken
For the chains of the sea will have busted in the night
And be buried on the bottom of the ocean
A song will lift as the mainsail shifts
And the boat drifts on to the shoreline
And the sun will respect every face on the deck
The hour that the ship comes in
And then the sands will roll out a carpet of gold
For your weary toes to be a touchin'
And the ship's wise men will remind you once again
That the whole wide world is watchin'
Oh, the foes will rise with the sleep still in their eyes
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal and they?ll know that it's for real
The hour that the ship comes in
Then they'll raise their hands sayin', we'll meet all your demands
But we'll shout from the bow, your days are numbered
And like Pharaoh's tribe they'll be drowned there in the tide
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
Halfway around the world tonight
In a strange and foreign land
A soldier packs his memories
As he leaves Afghanistan
And back home they don't know too much
There's just no way to tell
I guess you had to be there
For to know that war was hell
Chorus:
And there won't be any victory parades
For those that's coming back
They'll fly them in at midnight
And unload the body sacks
And the living will be walking down
A long and lonely road
Because nobody seems to care these days
When a soldier makes it home
They'll say it wasn't easy
Just another job well done
As the government in Kabul falls
To the sounds of rebel guns
And the faces of the comrades
Being blown out of the sky
Leaves you bitter with the feeling
That they didn't have to die
Chorus
Halfway around the world tonight
In a strange and foreign land
A soldier unpacks memories
That he saved from Vietnam
Back home they didn't know too much
There was just no way to tell
I guess you had to be there
For to know that war was hell
And there wasn't any big parades
For those that made it back
They flew them in at midnight
And unloaded all the sacks
And the living were left walking down
A long and lonely road
Because nobody seemed to care back then
When a soldier made it home
The night is coming quickly
And the stars are on their way
As I stare into the evening
Looking for the words to say
That I saw the lonely soldier
Just a boy that's far from home
And I saw that I was just like him
While upon this earth I roam
And there may not be any big parades
If I ever make it back
As I come home under cover
Through a world that can't keep track
Of the heroes who have fallen
Let alone the ones who won't
Which is why nobody seems to care
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
Poor Adam alone in Eden
Taking off his shoes
Tired of running around all morning
From his animal interviews
He awoke with a hand on his brow
Askign who are you
They spent the rest of their lives together
Making their debuts
Dressed in leaves and wearing blues
Some say one thing, some say two
Ain't much about it anyone can do
Keep on walking till my soles wear through
Wearing away my shoes
Evening comes and the sky turns red
Clouds of colors cover up our heads
Ain't it something just to lie here in bed
Just me and you
Oh Mary, wrapped up in glory
What are you going to tell your groom
How's he going to feel on the day of your wedding
What will your friends assume
Oh, but Joseph and Mary were married
The angels carried the news
What the Lord has joined together
The world must not undo
Thene's a wedding down at the church this morning
Let's uo wish them well
It's a beautiful day for getting married
I hope the weather lasts as well
It's been years since we've been married
I know we paid some dues
Now ain't it something just to lie here together
Just me and you
words and music by Leah Kunkel
Oh, last night I sat by your side
Oh, I was feelin' so lonely
Would have given up my pride
All night I was so lonely
Then you took to the streets
You don't have much to say
But I listened to your feet
As they walked away
Bye bye bye bye
Now walking's the only thing I know
Oh we do well together
I ain't thinkin' 'bout where we go
Lace up your boots of leather
Then we take to the streets
We don't have much to say
But I listen to our feet
As we walk away
Bye bye bye...
I wasn't lookin' for love
I'm a little sorry you're gore
But until we have something to say
l'll just keep walking along
Bye bye bye...
Ask me if I need you now
Oh no I'm feeling great
If you hunt me in my dreams
Ah there is one escape
I'll just take to the streets
I won't have much to say
But I'll be listening to my feet
As they walk away
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
When I was younger
She'd come to me in dreams
Her face was hidden
In the mountain streams
Her voice disguised
As the sound of the wind
The rustling of leaves
She would call from within
Chorus:
Wake up, wake up, wake up, she said
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up dead
So many memories
Of those years have passed
Beyond the confusion
That [ thought would last forever
The countless veils
That I wore like clothes
Have been stripped away
Now [ stand here exposed
Chorus
In the night when the moon
Casts no shadows at all
We sat by the fire
As she started to call
Out to all who would hear
That the death of what's dead
Is the birth of what's living
And her words filled my head
Chorus
It's the life that lies sleeping
When you think you're awake
Forever is real
And the rest is just fake
And though volumes are written
On this subject alone
She used three simple words
And she brought it all home
Wind's gonna blow, so I'm gonna go
Down on the road again
Starting where the mountains left me
I'm up where I began
Where I will go, the wind only knows
Good times around the bend
Get in my car, goin' too far
Never comin' back again
Tired and worn, I woke up this mornin'
Found that I was confused
Spun right around and found I had lost
The things that I couldn't lose
The beaches they sell to build their hotels
My father's and I once knew
Birds all along sunlight at dawn
Singing Waimanalo blues
Down on the road with mountains so old
Far on the country side
Birds on the wing forget in a while
So I'm headed for the windward side
All of your dreams, sometimes it just seems
That I'm just along for the ride
Some they will cry because they have pride
For someone who's loved here died
The beaches they sell to build their hotels
My father's and I once knew
Birds all along sunlight at dawn
words by Adrian Mitchell, music by Arlo Guthrie
Victor Jara of Chile
Lived like a shooting star
He fought for the people of Chile
With his songs and his guitar
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
Victor Jara was a peasant
He worked from a few years old
He sat upon his father's plow
And watched the earth unfold
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
Now when the neighbors had a wedding
Or one of their children died
His mother sang all night for them
With Victor by her side
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
He grew up to be a fighter
Against the people's wrongs
He listened to their grief and joy
And turned them into songs
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
He sang about the copper miners
And those who worked the land
He sang about the factory workers
And they knew he was their man
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
He campaigned for Allende
Working night and day
He sang "Take hold of your brothers hand
You know the future begins today"
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
Then the generals seized Chile
They arrested Victor then
They caged him in a stadium
With five-thousand frightened men
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
Victor stood in the stadium
His voice was brave and strong
And he sang for his fellow prisoners
Till the guards cut short his song
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
They broke the bones in both his hands
They beat him on the head
They tore him with electric shocks
And then they shot him dead
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
words and music by Arlo Guthrie
Truth is you've been waiting so long
You're ripe and so insane
Can the tentacles of your mind stop the pain
How long will you sit there wondering
What's happening to your heart
Can't you fell the love surround you - That's a start
CHORUS:
I'll take to the road in a little while
Under cover of night
You come or you stay
Whatever seems right
I ain't looking for friends or lovers
Ain't looking for a pot of gold
Had it all when I was younger - It got old
Who will leave this world of sorrow
Who will die to all the fears
Kowning I'll be gone tommorow - Gone for years
CHORUS
Somewhere the sun's just rising
And the road comes in to view
There's a wanderer freed from dying - Could be you
Who will pay the price for freedom
Learn the disciplines of the road
