Clash of the titans when rivers we cross. Death of an icon incredible loss. Under the banner we march in the rain. Like when you carry my urn to Ukraine.
Start if you stop cause my life is just not. A script that you skip when you don't get the plot. 'Cause I've said almost everything there's left to say to you.
words and music by Woody Guthrie. . Chorus:. This land is your land, this land is my land. From California, to the New York Island. From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters.
I know it sounds foolish, but I live in hope. That one day all of my friends could be home. For now you are broken, it feels so assured. Wherever we are, we can't go back where we were.
Candyman Messiah. Candyman Messiah. Candyman Messiah. Candyman Messiah. . Standing at the end of the rainbow. Expected a pot of gold. What's the use in money that's borrowed?.
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo. As I walked out in Laredo one day. I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen. All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.
Summer come, please, tell me what you've waited for. It's been so cold, I can't take it anymore. It's been years but I've been here before. Waiting for you here, down at the shore.
Walked past my grave in the dark tonight. Saw the stone and the note you left for me. To answer your question. I just had to leave, I just had to leave.
C'est dŽmon every day away from you. C'est dŽmon every night I'm going through. Every trick I have tried. To get by while you are gone. How can I get along.
I was headed for a close encounter. She's eternal, spotless on the mind. Sun burnt on a battlefield. Walking on the Mason Dixon line. Soaking in a burned up journal.
words by Calvin Trillin. music and adaptation by Pete Seeger. . When something in my history is found. Which contradicts the views that I propound. Or shows that I perhaps am not the guy I claim to be.
you've seen me, do i look okay to you?. give me your hand. i'll shake it and shake it again. i'll smile until my face falls off my head. if it's good for you, it's good for me too.
C'est dmon every day away from you. C'est dmon every night I'm going through. Every trick I have tried. To get by while you are gone. How can I get along.
Passion pour moi. Poison pour toi. Passion pour moi. Poison pour toi. . 'Cause there's blood in the chapel. Nails from the wall. Demons are having a ball.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . This next song we're going to dedicate to a great American. organization. Tonight I'd like to dedicate this to our boys.
You see me, do I look okay to you?. Give me your hand, I'll shake it and shake it again. I'll smile till my face falls off my head. If it's good for you, it's good for me too.
you never seem to hear a single word I say. unless it's miked dropping through some club's PA. even then well my closest of friends. write if off as some lines like they're not even mine.
I don't want a pickle. Just want to ride on my motorcycle. And I don't want a tickle. 'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorcycle. And I don't want to die.
Wild stars are born and die unnoticed. I awaken, reigned by the rooted teeth. A new man. Adopting a nation. . Attention birds of prey. This is your leader.
Tidal waves are gonna swallow your town alive. Terrorists are gonna poison all our skies. Bodies are gonna wash up on the beach. Hell is gonna bring your parents to their knees.