Music Never Ends
We went down to the edge of the waterYou were afraid to go inYou said there might be sharks out there in the oceanAnd I said I’m only going for a swim I was swimming around in a circleI wasn’t always in viewYou said we might get into red flag dangerAnd I am alone when …
[We Shall Not Be Moved] Sube a nacer conmigo, hermanoDame la mano desde la profunda zona de tu dolor diseminadoNo volveras del fondo de las rocasNo volveras del tiempo subterraneoNo volvera tu voz endurecidaNo volveran tus ojos taladradosYo vengo a hablar por vuestra boca muertaA traves de la tierra juntad todos los silenciosos labios derramados …
No, woman, no cry;No, woman, no cry;No, woman, no cry;No, woman, no cry. ‘Cause – ’cause – ’cause I remember when a we used to sitIn a government yard in Trenchtown,Oba – obaserving the ‘ypocrites – yeah! –Mingle with the good people we meet, yeah!Good friends we have, oh, good friends we have lostAlong the …
No Woman, No Cry – Joan Baez (originally by Bob Marley & The Wailers) Read More »
You’ve got eyes like JesusBut you speak with a viper’s tongueWe were just sitting around on earthWhere the hell did you come from?With your lady dressed in deerskinAnd an amazing way about herWhen are you going to realizeThat you just can’t live without her? Take it easyTake it lightBut take it Your lady gets her …
Oh, come, oh, come, Emmanuel,And ransom captive Israel,That mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of God appear.Rejoice! Rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to you, O Israel! Oh, come, our Wisdom from on high,Who ordered all things mightily;To us the path of knowledge show,And teach us in her ways to go.Rejoice! Rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to you, O …
Come gather ’round friendsAnd I’ll tell you a taleOf when the red iron pits ran plenty.But the cardboard filled windowsAnd old men on the benchesTell you now that the whole town is empty. In the north end of town,My own children are grownBut I was raised on the other.In the wee hours of youth,My mother …
North Country Blues – Joan Baez (originally by Bob Dylan) Read More »
Where icicles hung the blossoms swing,But in my heart there is no spring.You were my spring, my summer too,It’s always winter without you. The flocks head north and the lilacs bloom,At night they scent my moonlit room.You were my spring, my summer too,I’m going north to look for you. Like a windblown bird my heart …
You’ve got eyes like JesusBut you speak with a viper’s tongueWe were just sitting around on earthWhere the hell did you come from?With your lady dressed in deerskinAnd an amazing way about herWhen are you going to realizeThat you just can’t live without her? Take it easyTake it lightBut take it Your lady gets her …
Oh freedom, oh freedom,Oh freedom over me,And before I’ll be a slave,I’ll be buried in my grave,And go home to my LordAnd be free. No more weeping No more shooting There’ll be singing
Oh, what a beautiful cityOh, what a beautiful cityOh, what a beautiful cityTwelve gates to the city, hallelujah And it’s oh, what a beautifulOhOh Lord, what a beautiful cityTwelve gates to the city, hallelujah There’s three gates in the EastThere’s three gates in the WestThere’s three gates in the NorthThere’s three gates in the SouthThat …
Of the dark pastA child is bornWith joy and griefMy heart is torn Calm in his cradleThe living liesMay love and mercyUnclose his eyes! Young life is breathedOn the glassThe world that was notComes to pass A child is sleepingAn old man goneO, father forsakenForgive your son!
Down the street the dogs are barkin’And the day is a-gettin’ dark.As the night comes in a-fallin’,The dogs ‘ll lose their bark.An’ the silent night will shatterFrom the sounds inside my mind,For I’m one too many morningsAnd a thousand miles behind. From the crossroads of my doorstep,My eyes they start to fade,As I turn my …
One Too Many Mornings – Joan Baez (originally by Bob Dylan) Read More »
Oh, had I a golden threadAnd a needle so fineI’d weave a magic strandOf rainbow designOf rainbow design In it I’d weave the braveryOf women giving birthIn it I’d weave the innocenceOf children of all the earthChildren of all the earth Show my brothers and sistersMy rainbow designBind up this sorry worldWith hand and heart …
Oh happy dayOh happy dayOh happy dayWhen Jesus washedOh When he washedWhen Jesus washedHe Washed my sins awayOh happy dayOh no God Oh happy day (oh happy day)Oh happy day (oh happy day)Oh happy day (ooh)When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)Oh, When he washed (when Jesus washed)When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)He Washed my sins …
Oh, little child, see how the flowerYou pluck bleeds on the iron groundBend down, your ears may catch its voiceA passionless, low sobbing sound Oh, man, put up your sword and seeThe brother that you did to deathThere is no hatred in his eyeNo curses crackle in his breath
Well, I had an old dog and his name was Blue,Had an old dog and his name was Blue.Had an old dog and his name was Blue…Betcha five dollars he’s a good dog too…“Here old Blue”“Good dog you” Well, I shouldered my axe and I tooted my horn,Went to find ‘possum in the new-grown corn.Old …
I take with me where I go a pen and a golden bowl;Poet and beggar step in my shoes, or a prince in a purple shawl.I bring with me when I return to the house that my father’s hands made,A crooning bird on a chrystal bough and, o, a sad, sad word!
Once I knew a pretty girlI loved her as my lifeI’d gladly give my heart and handTo make her my wifeOoh, to make her my wife She took me by the handShe led me to the doorShe put her arms around meSaying, “Please don’t come no more”Ooh, Please, come no more Well, I’d not been …
Once I had sweetheart, and now I have none,Once I had sweetheart, and now I have none,She’s gone and leave me, she’s gone and leave me,She’s gone and leave me to sorrow and moan. Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see,Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see,My own precious …
You don’t have to play me backwardsTo get the meaning of my verseYou don’t have to die and go to hellTo feel the devil’s curse Well I thought my life was a photographOn the family Christmas cardKids all dressed in buttons and bowsAnd lined up in the yardWere the golden days of childhoodSo lyrical and …
Seems we’ve been to heaven darlingAh the sad wind blowsBut I have lost my way my darlingTell me how it goesWhile the mist is rising darlingAh the sad wind blowsTell me how we met my darlingTell me all you know Well I am somewhat older darlingAh the sad wind blowsAnd you are so much younger …
Outside the Nashville city limitsA friend and I did drive,On a day in early winterI was glad to be alive.We went to see some friends of hisWho lived upon a farm.Strange and gentle country folkWho would wish nobody harm.Fresh-cut sixty acres,Eight cows in the barn.But the thing that I rememberOn that cold day in DecemberWas …
Pajarillo, pajarillo,pajarillo barranqueño,qué bonitos ojos tienes,lástima que tengan dueño. ¿Qué pajarillo es aquél,qué canta en aquella lima?anda y dile que no cante,que mi corazón lastima. ¿Qué pajarillo es aquél,que canta en aquella higuera?anda y dile que no cante,que espere a que yo me muera.
In the night, while you lay sleepingDreaming of your amber skiesWas a poor boy broken heartedListening to the winds that sigh My little darling, oh how, I love youHow I love you, none can tellIn your heart you love anotherLittle darling, pal of mine Many a day, with you I’ve rambledHappiest hours, with you I’ve …
Que sont mes amis devenusQue j’avais de si pres tenusEt tant aimesIls ont ete trop clairsemesJe crois le vent les a otesL’amour est morteCe sont amis que vent emporteEt il ventait devant ma porteLes emporta Avec le temps qu’arbres defeuilleQuand il ne reste en branche feuilleQui n’aille a terreAvec pauvrete qui m’atterreQui de partout me …
I am a poor pilgrim of sorrowCast out in this wide world to roamMy brothers and sisters won’t own meThey say that I’m weak and I’m poorBut Jesus father the almightyHas bade me to enter the door [Chorus:]Sometimes I’m almost driven‘Til I know not where to roamI’ve heard of a city called HeavenI’ve started to …
Please come to Boston for the springtimeI’m stayin’ here with some friends and they’ve got lots of roomYou can sell your paintings on the sidewalkBy a cafe where I hope to be workin’ soonPlease come to BostonShe said no, would you come home to me [Refrain:]And she said, hey ramblin’ boy, why don’t you settle …
The mists rise overThe still pools at AsukaMemory does notPass away so easily When I went outIn the Spring meadowsTo gather violetsI enjoyed myselfSo much that I stayed all night Though the purityOf the moonlight has silencedBoth nightingale and cricketThe cuckoo aloneSings all the white night I waited for my loverUntil I could hearIn the …
I walked down to the river, poor boyTo see the ships go byMy sweetheart stood on the deck of oneAnd she waved to me goodbye Bow down your head and cry, poor boyBow down your head and cryStop thinking ’bout that woman you loveBow down your head and cry I followed her for months and …
[I Pass A River] Paso rioPaso fuentesSiempre te encuentro lavando los colores de tu caraEl agua los va llevandoSi vas a la fuente no bebas el aguaQue la envenenaron tus ojos de rana
I am a poor wayfaring stranger,Wandering through this world of woe,And there’s no sickness, no toil or dangerIn that bright land to which I go.I’m going there to meet my mother,She said she’d meet me when I come.I’m only going over Jordan,I’m only going over home. I’ll soon be free from every trial,My body asleep …
Once upon a time and a very good time it wasThere was a moocow coming down along the roadAnd this moocow that was down along the roadMet a nicens little boy named baby tuckooHis father told him that storyHis father looked at him through a glass: he had a hairy faceHe was baby tuckoo. The …
Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man – Joan Baez Read More »
I was born in Portland townI was born in Portland townYes I was, yes I was,Yes I was.I was born in Portland town,Got married in Portland town,Yes I did, yes I did,Yes, I did.Got married in Portland town,Had children one, two, three,Yes I did, yes I did,Yes, I did.They sent them away to war,Ain’t got …
Well gather round children, a story I will tellAbout pretty boy floyd the outlaw, oklahoma knew him well Was in the town of shawnee on a saturday afternoonHis wife beside him in a wagon as into town they rode And along come a deputy sheriff in a manner rather rudeUsing vulgar words of language and …
Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighterBilly Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own nameBusted on a drunken chargeDriving someone else’s carThe local midnight sheriff’s claim to fame In an Arizona jail there are some who tell the tale howBilly fought the sergeant for some milk that he …
Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water.Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea.Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently,By puttin’ your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee.Every time I look into the holy book I …
Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water.Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea.Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently,By puttin’ your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee.Every time I look into the holy book I …
Well, Railroad BillOl’ Railroad BillHe never worked and he never willI’m gonna ride ol Railroad Bill Well ol’ Railroad Billhe was a mighty mean manHe shot the midnight lanternout of the brakeman’s handI’m gonna ride ol’ Railroad Bill I’m going up on a mountain,I’m going out west38 special sittingout of my vestI’m gonna ride ol’ …
She went upstairs to make her bedAnd not one word to her mother said.Her mother she went upstairs tooSaying, “Daughter, oh daughter, what’s troublin’ you?”:“Oh mother, oh mother, I cannot tellThat railroad boy that I love so well.He courted me my life awayAnd now at home will no longer stay.”“There is a place in yonder …
I was born a poor poor manAll my life I had hard workin’ handsBut I sang a song as I carried my loadCuz I had a dream about rainbow, rainbow road Then one day my chance came alongA man heard me singin’ and playing these old songsHe bought me fine clothes, paid the money I …
[Chorus:]Well I’m a rake and ramblin’ boy.There’s many a city I did enjoy,And now I’ve married me a pretty little wifeAnd I love her dearer than I love my life. Oh, she was pretty, both neat and gayCaused me to rob the broad highwayOh, yes, I robbed it, I do declare.And I got myself ten …
I’m a rambler, I’m a gamblerI’m a long way from homeAnd if you don’t like meYou can leave me alone For it’s dark and it’s rainin’And the moon gives no lightAnd my pony can’t travelThis dark road at night Oh, I once had me a true loveHer age was sixteenShe was the flower of BeltonAnd …
Come all of you cowboys all over this landI’ll sing you the law of the Ranger’s command. To hold a six-shooter and never to runAs long as there’s bullets in both of your guns. I met a fair maiden whose name I don’t knowI asked her to the round-up with me would she go. She …
Ooh…. Mother mary, full or grace, awaken,All our homes are gone, our loved ones taken,Taken by the sea, Mother mary calm our fears, have mercy,Drowning in a sea of tears, have mercy,Hear our mournful plea, Our world has been shaken,We wander our homelands forsaken,In the dark night of the soul bring some comfort to us …
Requiem – Joan Baez (originally by Eliza Gilkyson) Read More »
Recently it all came back to meSomebody promised us rosesWe slid by for awhile on dreamsBut today I see what’s only a memoryOf a decade ago that vanished from sightWith the speed of a shooting starLeaving you, leaving me, where we are… Well, you could say we sailed on stormy seasOr you could say that …
Oh all the money that in my whole life I spentBe it mine right or wrongfullyI’d let it slip gladly past the hands of my friendsTo tie up the time most forcefullyBut the bottles are done, we’ve killed each oneAnd the table is full and overflowedAnd the corner sign says it’s closing timeSo I’ll bid …
Restless Farewell – Joan Baez (originally by Bob Dylan) Read More »
Must’ve been in late SeptemberWhen last I climbed Reunion HillI fell asleep on Indian BoulderAnd dreamed a dream I will not tellI came home as the sun went downOne eye trained upon the groundEven now I find their thingsGlasses, coins, and golden rings It’s ten years since that ragged armyLimped across these fields of mineI …
Coldest night of the winter working up my farewellIn the middle of everything under no particular spellI am dreaming of the mountains where the children learn the starsClouds roll in from nebraska dark chords on a big guitarMy restlessness is long gone I would stand here like an old jack pineBut I’m looking for rexroth’s …
Tell me when you see themGathered at the shoreDancing on their broken chainsAh, the ladies are no moreIn their blue jeans and their necklacesAgainst an evening skyBut some of them are weepingCrying rider, please pass by The ship with all the ridersHas drifted out to seaCompass cracked and stars unnamedIt’s lost to historyAnd the riders …
On the banks of the river where the willows hang downAnd the wild birds all warble with a low moaning soundDown in the hollow where the waters run coldIt was there I first listened to the lies that you told Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet faceThe past I remember …
Ring Them Bells – Joan Baez (duet with Mary Black) Read More »
On the banks of the river where the willows hang downAnd the wild birds all warble with a low moaning soundDown in the hollow where the waters run coldIt was there I first listened to the lies that you told Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet faceThe past I remember …
I am a rose of SharonA lily of the valleyAs a lily grown among the thornsLove in this world has found me As an apple tree among the treesGrowing deep in the forestMy lover’s form is comelyWith life and limb most joyous Rise up my love and come awayThe rain is over and goneYour love …
Rose Of Sharon – Joan Baez (originally by Eliza Gilkyson) Read More »
Take out your hearing aid, let’s go for a drinkYou won’t have to hear about what I might thinkIf he didn’t die happy, least he didn’t die poorYou’re still kinda pretty, Mrs. Rosemary MooreWhat are you still crying for?I think you’re free now, Rosemary Moore Funeral wasted your tearsYou’ve cared and cried all of these …
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?With your pockets well protected at last,And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,And your flesh like silk, and your …
Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands – Joan Baez (originally by Bob Dylan) Read More »
Farewell my wistful Saigon brideI’m going out to stem the tideA tide that never saw the seasIt flows through jungles, round the treesSome say it’s yellow, some say redIt will not matter when we’re dead How many dead men will it takeTo build a dike that will not break?How many children must we killBefore we …
Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind,Wo sind sie geblieben?Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind,Was ist geschehen?Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind,Madchen pfluckten sie geschwind.Wann wird man je verstehen,Wann wird man je verstehen?Sag mir, wo die Madchen sindManner nahmen sie geschwind.Sag mir, wo die Manner sind Zogen fort,Der Krieg beginnt.Sag, wo die Soldaten sindUber Grabern weht …
Ain’t no use sit ‘n cryYou’ll be an angel by and by [Chorus:]Don’t you rockDon’t you rock, ahDon’t you rock, ah, my daddy-oDon’t you rock him daddy-o I got a home in TennesseeThat’s the place I wanna be [Chorus] Ever I get my new house doneGive my old one to my son [Chorus] Ain’t no …
I peeked in to say good-nightAnd there I heard my child in prayer“And for me, some scarlet ribbonsScarlet ribbons for my hair” All our town was closed and shutteredAll the streets were dark and bareIn our town, no scarlet ribbonsScarlet ribbons for her hair Through the night my heart was achingJust before the dawn was …
An earthly nurse sits and sings,And aye she sings a lily wean –“Little ken I my bairn’s father,Far less the land that he dwells in.” For he’s come one night to her bed’s footAnd a grumly guest I’m sure he’d be,Saying, “Here am I, thy bairn’s father,Although I be not comely. “I am a man …
I am sailing, I am sailing,Home again ‘cross the sea.I am sailing stormy waters,To be near you to be free. I am flying, I am flying,Like a bird ‘cross the sky.I am flying passing high clouds,To be with you to be free. Can you hear me, can you hear me,Thro’ the dark night far away.I …
Verse 1 : Fall into your eyes like a hurricane Can’t say that I miss your love But I can’t escape the pain Pre – chorus : Fell for your words Fell for your love I wasn’t the one That your waiting for Fell for your eyes For too many times Wondering whos gonna be …
Lord his Daddy was an honest man, just a red dirt Georgia farmerAnd his momma lived her short life having kids and baling hayHe had fifteen years and he ached inside to wanderSo he jumped a freight at Waycross and wound up in LA. The cold nights had no pity on that Waycross, Georgia farm …
How many times have you heard someone say“If I had his money, I could do things my way?”Little they know that it’s so hard to findOne rich man in a hundred with a satisfied mind. Once I was waitin’ for fortune and fameEverything that I dreamed for to get a start in life’s gameSuddenly it …
Well I recall his parting words must I accept his fateOr take myself far from this place I thought I heard a black bell tollA little bird did sing man has no choice when he wants everything We’ll rise above the scarlet tideThat trickles down through the mountainAnd separates the widow from the bride Man …
Scarlet Tide – Joan Baez (originally by Alison Krauss) Read More »
Don’t worry about my politicsThey are what they areI work best when I get some restRight now I’m in a barOverlooking the whole wide worldIt’s over the PacificI’ve never written when I was drunkThis could be terrific! And the seabird struggles in the windShe topples, balances again The lady sitting next to meIs gazing in …
Seven Bridges RoadThere are starsIn the Southern skySouthward as you goThere is moonlightAnd moss in the treesDown the Seven Bridges RoadNow I have loved you like a babyLike some lonesome childAnd I have loved you in a tame wayAnd I have loved you wildSometimes there’s a part of meHas to turn form here and goRunning …
Old Reilly stole a stallionBut they caught him and they brought him backAnd they laid him down on the jailhouse groundWith an iron chain around his neck. Old Reilly’s daughter got a messageThat her father was goin’ to hang.She rode by night and came by morningWith gold and silver in her hand. When the judge …
I never knew you meant that much to meWhy did I pour a candle when you diedFind a picture of you walking in Central ParkWith the iron woman by your sideThat candle burned for twenty daysMost of my best friends came to mournAnd talk about the good ole daysBefore my friends and I were born …
Watch out boysLook who’s comin’ down the streetOh yeah, she’s a troublemakerOh yeah, she’s a troublemaker Here she comesWalkin’ on down the streetLook at herShe looks so very sweetBut watch out, she’s a troublemakerWatch out, she’s a heartbreakerShe’ll break your heartTear it apart Have you heard (Have you heard)She broke up Jerry & Joan (Ooooow)Found …
Silent night, holy nightAll is calm, all is brightRound yon Virgin Mother and ChildHoly Infant so tender and mildSleep in heavenly peaceSleep in heavenly peace Silent night, holy night!Shepherds quake at the sightGlories stream from heaven afarHeavenly hosts sing Alleluia!Christ, the Saviour is bornChrist, the Saviour is born Silent night, holy nightSon of God, love’s …
I have myself a silver bladeThe edge is sharp the handle boneA little thing of silver madeNow it’s the only thing I ownOnce I knew a lordling fineI heard him whistle as he rodeAnd I was bold to call him mineThe shoes upon his horse were gold One look in my eyes and heBid me …
Don’t sing love songs, you’ll wake my motherShe’s sleeping here right by my sideAnd in her right hand a silver dagger,She says that I can’t be your bride. All men are false, says my mother,They’ll tell you wicked, lovin’ lies.The very next evening, they’ll court another,Leave you alone to pine and sigh. My daddy is …
They sat together in the parkAs the evening sky grew darkShe looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bonesIt was then he felt alone and wished that he’d gone straightAnd watched out for a simple twist of fate. They walked alone by the old canalA little confused I remember wellAnd stopped …
The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doomI stood up to say goodbye like all the restAnd I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cellLet my guitar playing friend do my requestLet him sing me back home, a song I used to hearMake my old memories come aliveTake …
Sing Me Back Home – Joan Baez (feat. Jeffrey Shurtleff) (originally by Merle Haggard) Read More »
It’s another happy AprilTo every happy fool.And you move through my dreamsLike a trout moves through a pool.Sure I will do anything,But I blush at the reverie.Sleeper come and go with me. And she always was a painterAnd she left me her suitcase,And I still rememberThe soft lines of her drunken face,As she stood there …
[Refrain:]So soon in the morning when the clouds roll awaySo soon in the morning I’ll never go astrayI’ll hope and I’ll trust and I watch through the nightSo soon in the morning when the dark clouds roll away I heard the voice of Jesus say: come unto me and restLay down thou weary ones, lay …
So we’ll go no more a-rovingSo late into the nightThough the heart be still as lovingAnd the moon be still as bright For the sword outwears the sheathAnd the soul wears out the breastAnd the heart must pause to breatheAnd love itself must rest Though the night was made for lovingAnd the day returns too …
There are great puddles of blood on the worldWhere is it all going? all this spilled blood?Is it the earth that drinks it and gets drunk?Funny kind of drunkography then,So wise,So monotonous,No,The earth doesn’t get drunkThe earth doesn’t turn askewIt pushes its little car regularly, it’s four seasons,Rain, snow, hail, fair weather,Never is it drunkIt’s …
Bangladesh, BangladeshBangladesh, BangladeshWhen the sun sinks in the westDie a million people of the Bangladesh The story of BangladeshIs an ancient one again made freshBy blind men who carry out commmandsWhich flow out of the laws upon which nation standsWhich is to sacrifice a people for a land Bangladesh, BangladeshBangladesh, BangladeshWhen the sun sinks in …
Speaking of dreamsHere we are in the glistening streets of Gay PareePlaying the Gipsy KingsAfter the rain and taking tea at the Ritz in boots and jeansWith a teenage girl who said that it would be her grandest dreamAnd speaking of dreams, I really must sayI couldn’t have dreamed you upNor the way you burst …
Kneeling in the moonlight, gazing on the shore, the girl with the blue bouquetWhat if you got it, what you’re praying for? Careful what you pray You turn around, the old way is gone, you wonder how you will carry onAll my pride I will lay aside, I will steal across the border for you …
Stewball was a good horse, he wore his head high,And the mane on his foretop, was fine as silk thread.I rode him in England, I rode him in Spain,And I never did lose, boys, I always did gain.So come all you gamblers, wherever you are,And don’t bet your money on that little grey mare.Most likely …
“You’ve loved me exquisitely.”“I tried to.”“Can we be best of friends now?”“I never lied to you.”“And can I love you forever?”“Sure,” she said and smiled“But will you?” I wish there was some new wayTo sing about a full moonPoured down on us like a thousand riversIn Stephanie’s roomAnd you said you’d remember alwaysThe shadows on …
Still waters at nightIn the darkest of darkBut you rise as whiteAs the birch tree’s barkOr a pale wolf in winterYou look down and shiverAt still waters at night Your eyes are as blackAs the blackness you’re fearingAnd yonder a bridgeAnd a voice within hearingCome walk on me softlyLook down and you’ll seeStill waters at …
When we were young, we pledged allegiance every morning of our livesThe classroom rang with children’s voices under teacher’s watchful eyeWe learned about the world around us at our desks and at dinnertimeReminded of the starving children, we cleaned our plates with guilty mindsAnd the stones in the road shone like diamonds in the dustAnd …
There are voices in the mirror, faces at the doorThat open on the rivers we’ve never seen beforeAre there choices for the sparrow, or does he only flyHigh above the rivers that are pulling you and I Oh, there are strange rivers, rivers that we cannot seeThere are strange rivers who know our destinyThere are …
As I walked out on the streets of Laredo.As I walked out on Laredo one day,I spied a poor cowboy wrapped in white linen,Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay. “I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy.”These words he did say as I boldly walked by.“Come an’ sit down …
[Chorus:]Take me back to the place where I first saw the lightTo my sweet sunny south, take me homeWhere the mocking birds sing me to sleep every nightOh why was I tempted to roam The path to our cottage they say has grown greenAnd the place is quite lonely aroundI know that the smiles and …
Take Me Back To The Sweet Sunny South – Joan Baez Read More »
Sweet Sir GalahadCame in through the windowIn the night whenThe moon was in the yard.He took her hand in hisAnd shook the long hairFrom his neck and he told herShe’d been working much too hard.It was true that ever since the dayHer crazy man had passed awayTo the land of poet’s pride,She laughed and talked …
Suzzane takes you downTo a place by the river.You can see the boats go by,You could spend the night forever.And you know that she’s half crazyAnd that’s why you want to be there.And she feeds you tea and orangesThat come all the way from China.And just when you mean to tell herThat you have no …
Swing low, sweet chariot,Coming to carry me home.Swing low, sweet chariot,Coming for to carry me home. And I looked over yonder and what did I see,Coming for to carry me home?So a band, a band of angels, it was a coming for me,Coming for to carry you on home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot,Coming …
Red telephone sitting by my bedPractically bore your nameLying alone in the twilight zoneWaiting for your call to come inHadn’t been for the kidWho was sleeping upstairsYou’d have found me well on my wayOn that midnight plane to L.A. You suffered sweeter for meThan anyone I’ve ever known I dared to look into the yearsWould …
At night in the safety of shadows and numbersSeeking some turf on which nothing encumbersThe buying and selling of casual looksStuff that gets printed in x-rated booksYour mother might have tried to understandWhen you were hardly your daddy’s little manAnd you gave up saluting the chiefTo find yourself some relief Finely plucked eyebrows and skin …
Today, there’s no salvation, the band’s packed up and goneLeft me standing with my penny in my handThere’s a big crowd at the station where the blind man sings his songBut he can see what they cant understand. [Chorus:]Its the thirty-third of August and I’m finally touching downEight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound. …
We carried you in our armsOn Independence Day,And now you’d throw us all asideAnd put us on our way.Oh what dear daughter ‘neath the sunWould treat a father so,To wait upon him hand and footAnd always tell him, “No”?Tears of rage, tears of grief,Why must I always be the thief?Come to me now, you knowWe’re …
Tears Of Rage – Joan Baez (originally by Bob Dylan) Read More »
[I Remember Amanda] Te recuerdo AmandaLa calle mojadaCorriendo a la fabricaDonde trabajaba Manuel. La sonrisa anchaLa lluvia en el peloNo importaba nadaIbas a encontrarteCon el, con el, con el, con el, con el,Son cinco minutosLa vida es eterna en cinco minutos. Suena la sirenaDe vuelta al trabajoY tu caminandoLo iluminas todoLos cinco minutosTe hacen florecer. …
Te ador, tu amor,Deixasse corpo da gente marcado,Oh, porque se mina gente tatuado. Te ador, tu amor,Deixasse corpo da gente marcado,Oh, porque se mina gente tatuado. La la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la la laLa la la la la la la, la la la la la la la …
I dreamed a dream! What can it mean?And that I was a maiden QueenGuarded by an Angel mildWitless woe was ne’er beguiled And I wept both night and dayAnd he wiped my tears awayAnd I wept both day and nightAnd hid from him my heart’s delight So he took his wings, and fledThen the morn …
“Give to me your tired and your poorYour huddled masses yearning to breathe freeThe wretched refuse of your teeming shoreSend these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me.” Blessed are the persecutedAnd blessed are the pure in heartBlessed are the mercifulAnd blessed are the ones who mourn The step is hard that tears away the rootsAnd says …
The Ballad Of Sacco And Vanzetti, Part 1 – Joan Baez Read More »
Father, yes, I am a prisonerFear not to relay my crimeThe crime is loving the forsakenOnly silence is shame And now I’ll tell you what’s against usAn art that’s lived for centuriesGo through the years and you will findWhat’s blackened all of historyAgainst us is the lawWith its immensity of strength and powerAgainst us is …
The Ballad Of Sacco And Vanzetti, Part 2 – Joan Baez Read More »