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01. Cross My Heart
02. Song Of My Returning
03. The Bells
04. Flower Lady
05. Miranda
06. Joe Hill
07. I’m Gonna Say It Now
08. Pleasures Of The Harbor

Oh, I laid down your railroads, every mile of track
With the muscles on my arm and the sweat upon my back,
And now the trains are rolling, they roll to every shore,
You tell me that my job is through, there ain't no work no more.

Though I laid down 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,

I found him by the stage last night
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He was breathing his last breath
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A bottle of wine and a cigarette
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Was all that he had left

I don't know
But it seems that every single dream's
Painted pretty pictures in the air
And it tumbles in despair
And it starts to bend
Until by the end its a nightmare

But I'm gonna give all I've got to give

And the night comes again to the circle studded sky
The stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lie
'Til the Universe explodes as a falling star is raised
Planets are paralyzed, mountains are amazed
But they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blaze
With the speed of insanity then He died

In the green fields a turnin', baby is born

I'm just a typical American boy
From a typical American town
I believe in God and Senator Dodd
And an keepin' old Castro down

And when it came my time to serve
I knew better dead than red
But when I got to my old draft board

Here's to the state of Mississippi,
For Underheath her borders, the devil draws no lines,
If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find.
Whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes,
The calender is lyin' when it reads the present time.
Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of!

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

In many a time, in many a land,
With many a gun in many a hand,
They came by the night, they came by the day,
Came with their guns to take us away

With a knock on the door, knock on the door.
Here they come to take one more,
One more.

I cried when they shot Medgar Evers
Tears ran down my spine
And I cried when they shot Mr. 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 the civil rights rallies

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I'd like a one-way ticket home, ticket home
Where I can watch television, talk on the telephone
But every town I wander there's a billboard on a throne
Ticket home
I want a ticket home
Does anybody know my name, or recognize my face
I must have come from somewhere, but I can't recall the place
they dropped me at the matinee, they left without a trace

Oh, i am the unknown soldier who died in world war two.
I didn't want to fight, it was the only thing to do.
I was the victim of a world that went insane--
Will you show me that i didn't die in vain.

Remember me, when the crosses are a burnin',
Remember me, when the racists come around.
Remember me, when the tides of peace are turnin',

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 from the air
Crawlin' on the ground
Swimmin' in the sea
Headin' for me

Well, I didn't know if I was for or agin' it

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It was a used car dealers' election
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And the choice was rather small
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The boys agreed, it's the war we need,
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So there's no president at all.

The bullets of the false revenge have struck us once again
As the angry seas have struck upon the sand
And it seemed as though a friendless world had lost itself a friend
That was the President and that was the man.

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

this poem was written by Alfred Noyes
and it's called "The Highwayman"
here is the romantic narrative poem
in all it's beauty

the wind was a torrent of darkness in the gusty trees
the moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas
and the road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor

Outside the cats are scratching
Inside the doors are latching
On the room, the greedy gloom
The trial is revealed

Police are six feet deep
With switchblades in their teeth
So no one leaves and they all believe

Silent Soldiers on a silver screen
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Framed in fantasies and dragged in dream
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Unpaid actors of the mystery
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The mad director knows that freedom will not make you free
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Show me a prison, show me a jail,
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Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale
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And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
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And there but for fortune, may go you or I
Show me the alley, show me the train,

In the state of Mississippi many years ago
A boy of 14 years got a taste of southern law
He saw his friend 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

Oh you tell me that there's danger to the land you call your own
And you watch them build the war machine right beside your home
And you tell me that you're ready to go marchin' to the war
I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?

Before you pack your rifle and sail across the sea
Just think upon the southern part of the land that you call free
Oh, there's many kinds of slavery and we've found many more