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Bound For Glory `Phil Ochs`

He walked all over his own growin' land From the New York island to the California sand He saw all the people that needed to be seen Planted all the grass where it needed to be green And now he's bound

Power And The Glory `Phil Ochs`

green and growing land Walk thru the meadows and the mountains and the sand Walk thru the valleys and the rivers and the plains Walk thru the sun and walk thru the rain Here is a land full of power and glory

That Was The President `Phil Ochs`

I still can see him smiling there and waving at the crowd As he drove through the music of the band And never even knowing no more time would be allowed Not for the President and not for the man.

The Men Behind The Guns `Phil Ochs`

Let's drink a toast to the admiral, And here's to the captain bold, And glory more for the commodore, When the deeds of might are told.

The Highwayman `Phil Ochs`

to the window And who should be waiting there But the landlord's black eyed daughter Bess the landlord's daughter Plaiting a dark red love knot Into her long black hair One kiss, my bonny sweetheart For

I Ain't Marching Anymore (LP Version) `Phil Ochs`

D G C D Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans G C D At the end of the early British war G C The young land started growing G The young blood started flowing C Am D But I ain't marchin' anymore For

I Ain't Marching Anymore `Phil Ochs`

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

Talking Cuban Crisis `Phil Ochs`

It was just a little while ago, I glued my ears to the radio The announcer was sayin' we'd better beware A crisis was hanging, a wave up in the air Crawlin' on the ground, swimmin' in the sea, headin' for

The Bells `Phil Ochs`

, bells, bells Of the rhyming and the chiming of the bells Hear the loud alarm bells Brazen bells What a tale of terror now Their turbulency tells Much too horrified to speak Oh, they can only shriek For

Iron Lady `Phil Ochs`

Have you seen the iron lady's charmsAm F DmLegs of steel, leather on her armsBb GmTaking on a man to dieAm DmA life for a life, an eye for an eyeBb Gm Dm CAnd death's the iron lady in the chairStop the

There but for Fortune `Phil Ochs`

G cm g cm Show me a prison, show me a jail, G em am d Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale Em c am And i'll show you a young man with so many reasons why Bm g am d And there but for fortune, may

Days Of Decision `Phil Ochs`

Oh, the shadows of doubt are in many a mind, Am dm g Lookin' for an answer they're never gonna find, Em dm g But they'd better decide 'cause they're runnin' out of time, Dm g For these are the days of

One More Parade (LP Version) `Phil Ochs`

street Rolling of the drums and the trampin' of the feet General salutes and mothers wave and weep Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid Price is paid One more parade So young, so strong, so ready for

There But For Fortune (LP Version) `Phil Ochs`

G cm g cm Show me a prison, show me a jail, G em am d Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale Em c am And i'll show you a young man with so many reasons why Bm g am d And there but for fortune

Ringing of Revolution `Phil Ochs`

G C G C And the merchants of style, with their red velvet smiles, G Em D were there, for they also were hounded.

Automation Song `Phil Ochs`

your highways all across the land With the ringing of the steel and the power of my hands And now the roads are there like ribbons in the sky You tell me that my job is through but still I wonder why For

Too Many Martyrs `Phil Ochs`

a hanging and his color was his crime And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind CHORUS: Too many martyrs and too many dead Too many lies too many empty words were said Too many times for

Talking Vietnam Blues `Phil Ochs`

Training a million Vietnamese To fight for the wrong government and the American Way. Well they put me in a barracks house Just across the way from Laos.

The Thresher `Phil Ochs`

And they marveled at her depth And they marveled at her deadly design And they sailed to every land And they sailed to every port Just to see what faults they could find Then they put her on the land For

Too Many Martyrs (LP Version) `Phil Ochs`

Am Em And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind Am D G CHORUS: Too many martyrs and too many dead Am D G (Em optional) Too many lies too many empty words were said Am D G Too many times for

Lou Marsh `Phil Ochs`

the streets of New York city when the hour was getting late There were young men armed with knives and guns, young men armed with hate And Lou Marsh stepped between them and died there in his tracks For

Bracero (LP Version) `Phil Ochs`

Come bring your hungry bodies to the golden fields of plenty C B7 From a peso to a penny, bracero C D G Em Oh, Welcome to California Am D Em Where the friendly farmer will take care of you Come labor for

Hills Of West Virginia `Phil Ochs`

From the flat plains of ohio we drifted out one day, D g a For the southern part of the journey G d g d Underneath the bridge, the ohio river sang G a d As we headed for the hills of west virginia And

Love Me, I'm a Liberal `Phil Ochs`

Kennedy As though I'd lost a father of mine But Malcolm X got what was coming He got what he asked for this time So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I go to civil rights rallies And I put down

In The Heat Of The Summer `Phil Ochs`

day they were buyin Dm gm dm Drunk with the memory of the ghetto F a Drunk with the lure of the looting Dm c dm And the memory of the uniforms shoving with their sticks Gm dm Asking, are you looking for

Links On The Chain `Phil Ochs`

And then there came the boycotts and then the freedom rides, And forgetting what you stood for, you tried to block the tide, Oh, the automation bosses werre laughin' on the side, As they watched you lose

The Highwayman (LP Version) `Phil Ochs`

V "one kiss, my bonny sweetheart, i'm after a prize to-night, But i shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day, Then look for

Ballad Of The Carpenter `Phil Ochs`

brother to the butchers menFor a fistful of silver moneyFor a fistful of silver moneyAnd Jesus sat in the prison cellAnd they beat him and offered him bribesTo desert the cause of his fellow manAnd work for

Talking Birmingham Jam `Phil Ochs`

They stand for the Bible, for the Constitution, They stand against Communist revolution. They say, "It's Pinkoes like you That free the slaves!"

Here's to the State of Mississippi `Phil Ochs`

Here's to the state of Mississippi, G F For Underheath her borders, the devil draws no lines, G F If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find.