Good morning baby here's your coffee. The world is waiting on us. We're always running it's always something. It's work work work and no love. . You know I never get you all to myself.
You've got a lot of gall to say you are my pal. I used to be among the crowd your in with. . (Studio Voices). . Phil Ochs - Hey, Hey I'm Glad to be here x2.
LEAH. . I know you've got you reasons. For the abrupt way you're leavin'. Now I really gotta know. Who you're with and where you go. . Leah. . I saw you through your window.
And the ship sets the sail. They've lived the tale. To carry to the shore. Straining at the oars. Or staring from the rail. . And the sea bids farewell.
We were somethin', you and me. Yeah, we had 'em rollin' in the aisles. We got it right once, didn't we. We had our shot and missed it by a mile. . Forget the bitter end, can you remember when.
Well here she comes through the trees. In her saffron robes and dangling beads. She's a special child, touching the Holy Sea. Where White no longer is pure.
At night he sits alone. And he's looking at the stars. He listens to them playing guitars. He let phil go back a long, long way. They talked about marching and dying all in one day.
Daddy put in his forty years. Got his gold watch and then they sent him home. I never knew what a struggle was like 'til I cried tears on his stone. He was just a cog in their wheel lived and died on the layaway plan.
Hear, a West Wind calling,. I hear it calling my name,. Snow, on Greenland falling,. The ice is melting away.. Sitting in a greenhouse painted green,.
Here comes phil ochs shovel on his shoulder. Trailing a hoe along the ho chi minh trail. But the trail is on bleeker street. And phil's on his uppers.
If I said, I'd be fine on my own. Oh no, it wouldn't be true. I'd be half the man that I am. Oh, nobody knows me like you. . So many troubles in this crazy, crazy world.
High, dreaming on the seventh floor. I always need a little bit more distraction. I don't want to work, I'd rather be in the sun. Cos they're all out there...watch out...see those.
I've never been the roving kind,. Always set my hand to the plough. But the hills keep calling me away,. And I hear them calling now.. The wind blows cold on that mountain top,.
I opened the paper, there was your picture. Gone, gone, gone by your own hand. I couldn't believe it, the paper was shakin'. Gone, gone, gone by your own hand.
I think I'll take a moment to celebrate my age. The ending of an era and the turning of a page. Now it's time to focus in on where I go from here. Lord have mercy on my next thirty years.
Going for broke. There's nothing around here to make me stay. Going for broke. Who'd be a loser and play it safe?. Roll the dice - spin the wheel. I'm gonna take a chance tonight.
UPON THIS HILL. . Upon this hill, I can see for miles. There's still that thrill, felt by younger eyes. The world lies below, and heaven is close by. Upon this hill, I stood as a child.
In the state of Illinois 'bout nine years ago. A cold blooded killer, he went against the law. He killed a factory guard when his robbery did fail. And they caught him and they threw him into jail.
It had a 327 and a 4 on the floor. It was Detroit built back in '64. Red bucket seats, she was mine all mine. Yeah, she was one of a kind. . Kevin called shot gun and the boys piled in.
In this game of life we're playing,. You can't tell where you stand.. 'Cause when they deal out your cards,. It ain't always the upper hand.. But you can bet your bottom dollar,.