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Let’s not sit here, talk about it baby It’s got to start in your heart or else it’ll pass on by It’s what pleases you when your love seems new That puts the light back in your eyes You got what it takes, and I know it make it through CHORUS: You’ve got to give [...]
Lyrics by Woody Guthrie Music by Martin Hoffman The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting The oranges are piled in their cresote dumps They’re flying you back to the Mexico border To pay all your money to wade back again My father’s own father, he wanted that river They took all the [...]
The power of love can make a blind man see Can bring a man to his knees The power of love can make a sultan grieve Can make a skeptic believe CHORUS: The power of love is south of south And scorches out all the doubt The power of love is the name of names [...]
Victor Jara of Chile Lived like a shooting star He fought for the people of Chile With his songs and his guitar His hands were gentle, his hands were strong Victor Jara was a peasant He worked from a few years old He sat upon his father’s plow And watched the earth unfold His hands [...]
My grandma she can make a soup With a little a this n that She can feed the whole sloop group With a little a this n that Stone soup! You know the story Stone soup! Who needs the glory? But with grandma cookin no need to worry! Just a little a this n that [...]
Many a month has come and gone Since I’ve wandered from my home In those Oklahoma hills Where I was born Many a page of my life has turned Many lessons I have learned And I feel like in those hills Where I belong CHORUS: Way down yonder in the Indian nation Ridin’ my pony [...]
So you ask me my kind friend Why I am sad and still And why my brow is darkened Like the clouds upon the hill Rein in your ponies closer And I’ll tell you all a tale Of Utah Carroll, partner And his last ride on the trail In a grave without a headstone Without [...]
This next song we’re going to dedicate to a great American organization. Tonight I’d like to dedicate this to our boys in the FBI. Well, wait a minute. It’s hard to be an FBI man. I mean, first of all, being an FBI man, you have to be over 40 years old. And the reason [...]
Poor Adam alone in Eden Taking off his shoes Tired of running around all morning From his animal interviews He awoke with a hand on his brow Askign who are you They spent the rest of their lives together Making their debuts Dressed in leaves and wearing blues Some say one thing, some say two [...]
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 “”I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy”” These words he did say as I proudly [...]
Put the top down on this old Mustang Buy us a bottle of wine Head up north to see the old gang I want to see some friends of mine I want to see some friends of mine True loving people whose hearts are kind Find that little town that’s in the back of my [...]