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THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI `Scott Walker`

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI (Baez/Morricone) Father - yes, I am a prisoner Fear not, to relate my crime The crime is loving the forsaken Only silence is shame Blessed are the persecuted

Sacco and Vanzetti `Christy Moore`

Sacco and Vanzetti are gone. Two good men's long time gone. They left me here to sing this song Sacco was born across the sea, somewhere over in Italy.

The Ballad Of Sacco And Vanzetti `Stephane Pompougnac`

Here's to you Nicola and Bart Rest forever here in our hearts The last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph

The Ballad Of Sacco & Vanzetti (Live (1975)) `Joan Baez`

and you will find What`s blackened all of history Against us is the law With its immensity of strength and power Against us is the law!

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART TWO `joan baez`

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART TWO (Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone) Father, yes, I am a prisoner Fear not to relay my crime The crime is loving the forsaken Only silence

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART ONE `joan baez`

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART ONE (Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone) "Give to me your tired and your poor Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free The wretched refuse

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART THREE `joan baez`

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART THREE (Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone) My son, instead of crying be strong Be brave and comfort your mother Don't cry for the tears are wasted

WHAT ARE YOU DOING THE REST OF YOUR LIFE `Scott Walker`

WHAT ARE YOU DOING THE REST OF YOUR LIFE (Bergman/Bergman/Legrand) What are you doing the rest of your life?

Rhymes Of Goodbye `Scott Walker`

I've come from far from chains, From metal and stone, From makeshift designs, And seeking a star To grab for the truth, To keep myself warm, I turn and it's gone, You smile and it's born.

AMSTERDAM `Scott Walker`

AMSTERDAM (Brel/Shuman) In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sleeps While the riverbank

THE RHYMES OF GOODBYE `Scott Walker`

THE RHYMES OF GOODBYE (Engel) I've come from far from chains, From metal and stone From makeshift designs, And seeking a star To grab for the truth, To keep myself warm I turn and it's gone

TRACK THREE `Scott Walker`

TRACK THREE (Scott Walker) Delayed in the headlong Resembled to breaking-point I swear you never slept at night when the growing is slow.

LIGHTS OF CINCINNATI `Scott Walker`

LIGHTS OF CINCINNATI (MacAulay/Stephens) I remember still, I guess I always will That winters day I took the west bound flight, As I looked down from the plane You were standing in the rain, You waved

LOSS OF LOVE `Scott Walker`

LOSS OF LOVE (Mancini/Merrill) Love is storm and wind, then tide All the tears your heart can hold But I look back after loss of love And find the days were gone I see only shattered skies

ANGELS OF ASHES `Scott Walker`

ANGELS OF ASHES (Engel) The Angels of Ashes will give back your passions Again and again Their light shafts will reach through the darkness and touch you my friend They'll fly in a mind

The Escape `Scott Walker`

The car in front follows the long way around Prey moves predator moves Foreshortened angels hunting me down Halle halle halle Underkill sticks in gullets Overkill is personal too many bullets Rabbi

ALL HIS CHILDREN `Scott Walker`

ALL HIS CHILDREN (Mancini/A&M Bergman) When you're standing alone With the mountain and the ski When the arms of the world open wide Well, the trick is that plain as a falling rain And you're

THE COCKFIGHTER `Scott Walker`

THE COCKFIGHTER (Scott Walker) IT'S A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT FROM HERE TO THOSE STARS feathers on the sides of my fingers IT'S A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT FROM HERE TO THOSE TREMBLING STARS and the feathers

Jolson and Jones `Scott Walker`

A moving aria for a vanishing style of mind A noble debut tackling vertiginous demands Has absence ever sounded so eloquent so sad I doubt it With an arm across the torso Face on the nails

THAT NIGHT `Scott Walker`

THAT NIGHT (Schifrin/Gimbel) The snow was on the hill The fields were soft and white We touched and time stood still On that hill, on that night Your glances said 'begin' Begin this strange

Next `Scott Walker`

a word, a smile An hour of happiness But, next, next Oh, it wasn't so tragic The high heavens did not fall But how much of that time I hated being there at all Next, next Now I always will recall The

MONTAGUE TERRACE `Scott Walker`

MONTAGUE TERRACE (In Blue) (Engel) The little clock's stopped ticking now We're swallowed in the stomached rue The only sound to tear the night Comes from the man upstairs His bloated belching

We Could Be Flying `Scott Walker`

There's a few that comes in the spring A touch of hope, a new beginning Times racing by, I know But as it crossed my mind I thought we all would end up winning Love is rising like a summer sun Caught in

Montague Terrace (In Blue) `Scott Walker`

The little clock's stopped ticking now We're swallowed in the stomached rue The only sound to tear the night Comes from the man upstairs His bloated belching figure stomps He may crash through the ceiling

Til The Band Comes In `Scott Walker`

Here on the outskirts of life It's a world with the voice of a caretaker's wife I'm leaving tomorrow don't let it bring you down Stick around and around and around and around.

THE GIRLS FROM THE STREETS `Scott Walker`

THE GIRLS FROM THE STREETS (Engel) Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes Surround the night of me Mustache large like smoke from his cigar Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound

THE HILLS OF YESTERDAY `Scott Walker`

THE HILLS OF YESTERDAY (Webster/Mancini) Compass Music Ltd ___ Once we sprawled the hills of yesterday We were young on those hills those days Through the good times and bad My heart is very

WHEN THE WORLD WAS YOUNG `Scott Walker`

WHEN THE WORLD WAS YOUNG(Gerard/Vannier/Mercer)It isn't by chance I happen to be A boulevard deer, the toast of ParisFor over the noise, the talk and the smoke I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a jokeI

THANKS FOR CHICAGO MR JAMES `Scott Walker`

THANKS FOR CHICAGO MR JAMES You always said I would'nt stay I guess you saw the way Before it all began I've always been a changin' train And when you think on this Toy might forgive me then

RAWHIDE `Scott Walker`

RAWHIDE (Scott Walker) This is how you disappear out between midnight, called up under valleys of torches and stars.