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Bob Dylan - John Brown
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Lyrics:
John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore.
His mama sure was proud of him!
He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all.
His mama's face broke out all in a grin.
"Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine,
You make me proud to know you hold a gun.
Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get,
And we'll put them on the wall when you come home."
As that old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout,
Tellin' ev'ryone in the neighborhood:
"That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know."
She made well sure her neighbors understood.
She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile
As she showed them to the people from next door.
And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun,
And these things you called a good old-fashioned war.
Oh! Good old-fashioned war!
Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come.
They ceased to come for about ten months or more.
Then a letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train.
Your son's a-coming home from the war."
She smiled and went right down, she looked everywhere around
But she could not see her soldier son in sight.
But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last,
When she did she could hardly believe her eyes.
Oh his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown off
And he wore a metal brace around his waist.
He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know,
While she couldn't even recognize his face!
Oh! Lord! Not even recognize his face.
"Oh tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done.
How is it you come to be this way?"
He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move
And the mother had to turn her face away.
"Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war
You thought it was the best thing I could do?
I was on the battleground, you were home . . . acting proud.
You wasn't there standing in my shoes."
"Oh, and I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here?
I'm a-tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin'.
But the thing that scared me most was when my enemy came close
And I saw that his face looked just like mine."
Oh! Lord! Just like mine!
"And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder rolling and stink,
That I was just a puppet in a play.
And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke,
And a cannon ball blew my eyes away."
As he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock
At seein' the metal brace that helped him stand.
But as he turned to go, he called his mother close
And he dropped his medals down into her hand.
Info:
Songversion: taken from the 1963 - In Concert (The Unreleased CBS Album) (Bootleg)
Lyrics: another very good antiwar song from dylan, read the lyrics and share this  , greetings, amadeus
Chords: Guitar Chords
Links: www.bobdylan.com
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Bob Dylan - Masters Of War
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Lyrics:
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
Info:
Songversion: Studio
Lyrics: the last two strophes are a great end for thisd song! I hope you read the lyrics, or knew them, ´cause thats one of the ultimate anti-war songs, I have ever seen. Share this, you can use my link if you want . greetings, amadeus
Chords: Guitar Chords
Links: www.bobdylan.com
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Joan Baez - Joe Hill
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Lyrics:
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
alive as you and me.
Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead"
"I never died" said he,
"I never died" said he.
"The Copper Bosses killed you Joe,
they shot you Joe" says I.
"Takes more than guns to kill a man"
Says Joe "I didn't die"
Says Joe "I didn't die"
And standing there as big as life
and smiling with his eyes.
Says Joe "What they can never kill
went on to organize,
went on to organize"
From San Diego up to Maine,
in every mine and mill,
where working-men defend their rights,
it's there you find Joe Hill,
it's there you find Joe Hill!
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
alive as you and me.
Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead"
"I never died" said he,
"I never died" said he.
Info:
Songversion: SBD>FM Broadcasting - 1973-03-17 - Grughalle, Essen, Germany
Lyrics: nothing to add here, just listen to the lyrics , and don´t forget to share this  , greetings, amadeus
Chords: Guitar Chords
Links: www.joanbaez.com
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Woody Guthrie - Hobo's Lullaby
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Lyrics:
Go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Can't you hear the steel rails hummin'
That's the hobo's lullaby
I know your clothes are torn and ragged
And your hair is turning gray
Lift your head and smile at trouble
You'll find peace and rest someday
Now don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar
Safe from all that wind and snow
I know the police cause you trouble
They cause trouble everywhere
But when you die and go to Heaven
You'll find no policemen there
So go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Listen to the steel rails hummin'
That's a hobo's lullaby
Info:
Songversion: Studio
Lyrics: woody guthrie himself was a hobo and wrote about the
hard live of his friends, I especially like the last sentences of
this song, the police, the caused you trouble ... .
greetings, amadeus
Chords: Guitar Chords
Links: http://woodyguthrie.org/
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Oriental Sunshine - Land Of Wisdom
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Musicains:
Nina Johansen - vocals, guitar
Rune Walle - sitar, guitar, vocals
Satnam Singh - bamboo flute, tablas, vocals
with
Helge Groslie - organ
Sture Janson - bass
Espen Rud - drums
Biographie:
A sitar-kissed cruise through the gentler side of Psychedelia, this flawless gem combines beautiful melodies, immaculate instrumentation and thoughtful lyrics to hypnotic effect. Originally released only in Norway, where it sold in minute numbers in 1970, this is its first time available digitally and come complete with detailed liner notes from the group's leaders, Nina Johansen and Rune Walle (available with a full album purchase).
Notes:
Origin: Oslo, Norway
Release: 1970 Universal Music of Norway/1996 Sunbeam
Recorded in Arne Bendiksen Studio, Oslo, 1970
Produced by Michael Aas
Engineered by Jan Erik Kongshaug
Comment:
I didn´t found the lyrics on the net, and with my bad english I didn´t want to post lyrics written by ear :P, so I didn´t postet the lyrics. but listen to them carefully and relax!
peace,
amadeus
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Phil Ochs - I Ain't Marching Anymore
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Lyrics:
Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
The young land started growing
The young blood started flowing
But I ain't marchin' anymore
For I've killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying I saw many more dying
But I ain't marchin' anymore
chorus)
It's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've won with the saber and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all
For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes I even killed my brothers
And so many others But I ain't marchin' anymore
For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain't marchin' anymore
(chorus)
For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
Set off the mighty mushroom roar
When I saw the cities burning I knew that I was learning
That I ain't marchin' anymore
Now the labor leader's screamin'
when they close the missile plants,
United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore,
Call it "Peace" or call it "Treason,"
Call it "Love" or call it "Reason,"
But I ain't marchin' any more,
No I ain't marchin' any more
Info:
Songversion: Studio
Lyrics: here a thing I call learning: a soldier who seen that war is shit.
there is a version of alro guthrie out there, wich is better played, but
anyway, phil ochs wrote this great song, so I posted his version.
Chords: Guitar Chords
Links: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ah6OLuPJT_Q
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