Joan Baez

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"All In Green Went My Love Riding"

"All In Green Went My Love Riding"


On a great horse of gold
Into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
The merry deer ran before.

Fleeter be they than dappled dreams
The swift sweet deer
The red rare deer.

Four red roebuck at a white water
The cruel bugle sang before.

Horn at hip went my love riding
Riding the echo down
Into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
The level meadows ran before.

Softer be they than slippered sleep
The lean lithe deer
The fleet flown deer.

Four fleet does at a gold valley
The famished arrow sang before.

Bow at belt went my love riding
Riding the mountain down
Into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
The sheer peaks ran before.

Paler be they than daunting death
The sleek slim deer
The tall tense deer.

Four tell stags at a green mountain
The lucky hunter sang before.

All in green went my love riding
On a great horse of gold
Into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
My heart fell dead before.

 

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"All My Trials"

"All My Trials"


Hush little baby, don't you cry,
You know your mother was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over

The river of Jordan is chilly and cold
It chills the body but it warms the soul,
All my trials, Lord soon be over

I've got a little book with pages three,
And every page spells liberty,
All my trials Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over

If living were a thing that money could buy,
You know the rich would live
And the poor would die,
All my trials Lord, soon be over

There grows a tree in Paradise,
The Christians call it the tree of life,
All my trials Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over

 

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"All The Pretty Little Horses"

"All The Pretty Little Horses"


Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleepy, little baby
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses

Way down yonder in the meadow
Lies a poor little lambie
Bees and butterflies, picking out its eyes
Poor little thing's crying, "Mami"

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleepy, little baby.

 

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"All The Weary Mothers Of The Earth"

"All The Weary Mothers Of The Earth"


All the weary mothers of the earth will finally rest;
We will take their babies in our arms, and do our best.
When the sun is low upon the field,
To love and music they will yield,
And the weary mothers of the earth will rest.

And the farmer on his tractor, and beside his plow,
Will stand there in confusion as we wet his brow
With the tears of all the businessmen
Who see what they have done to him,
And the weary farmers of the earth shall rest.

And the aching workers of the world again shall sing
These words in mighty choruses to all will bring -
"We shall no longer be the poor,
For no one owns us any more,"
And the workers of the world again shall sing.

And when the soldiers burn their uniforms in every land,
And the foxholes at the borders will be left unmanned -
General, when you come for the review
The troops will have forgotten you,
And the men and women of the earth shall rest.

 

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"Amazing Grace"

"Amazing Grace"


Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I'm found,
Was blind, but now I see.

't Was Grace that taught my heart to fear,
And Grace my fear relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear,
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares
We have already come.
't Was Grace that brought us safe thus far,
Grace will lead us home.

When we've been there ten thousands years,
Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we first begun.

 

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"Amsterdam"

"Amsterdam"


Just the pattern of sunlight on a building,
Just a flash in a window I was passing,
Just a frame in a movie I remember,
Amsterdam.
Just the sound of a wheel in the gravel,
Just the click of a heel in the pavement,
Just a moment like any other moment,
Amsterdam.

I remember your lips.
I remember your eyes,
And the taste of the kiss,
And your graceful goodbye.
You lied. Goodbye.

Just the scent of perfume on the linen,
Just the print of a palm on the pillow,
Just the hint of the moon from the window,
Amsterdam.
Just a ghost in the steam on the mirror,
Just a shadow of motion in the water,
Just a need to look over my shoulder,
Amsterdam.

I remember your lips.
I remember your eyes,
And the taste of the kiss,
And your graceful goodbye.
You lied. Goodbye.

Just two lovers asleep in the silence,
As I walk from the door.
Just the weight of a heart as it's falling,
Nothing more.

I remember your lips.
I remember your eyes,
And the taste of the kiss,
And your graceful goodbye.
You lied. Goodbye.
Goodbye, goodbye.
Goodbye.

 

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"And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda"

"And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda"


When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in nineteen fifteen my country said Son
It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we sailed away from the quay
And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers
We sailed off to Gallipoli

How well I remember that terrible day
How the blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well
He chased us with bullets, he rained us with shells
And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia
But the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we stopped to bury our slain
We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then we started all over again

Now those that were left, well we tried to survive
In a mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
But around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
And when I woke up in my hospital bed
And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dying
For no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me

So they collected the cripples, the wounded, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where my legs used to be
And thank Christ there was nobody waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared
Then turned all their faces away

And now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
And I watch my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reliving old dreams of past glory
And the old men march slowly, all bent, stiff and sore
The forgotten heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask, "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men answer to the call
But year after year their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me
And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the Billabong
Who'll come-a-waltzing Matilda with me?

 

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"Angeline"

"Angeline"


Yesterday's newspapers forecast no rain for today
But yesterday's news is old news, the skies are all grey
Winter's in labour, soon to give birth to the spring
That will sprinkle the meadow with flowers for my Angeline

Heartache and sorrow and sadness unendingly find
Wings on a memory and with them she flies to my mind
She stretched her arms for a moment then went back to sleep
While the morning stood watching me, ever so silently weak

She opened her eyes, Lord, the minute my feet touched the floor
The cold hard wood creaked with each step that I made to the door
There I turned to her gently and said, Look, Hon, it's spring"
Knowing outside the window the winter looked for Angeline

Yesterday's newspapers forecast no rain for today
But yesterday's news is old news, the skies are all grey...

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

 

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"Angels We Have Heard On High"

"Angels We Have Heard On High"


Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.

[Refrain:]
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?

[Refrain]

Come to Bethlehem and see
Christ Whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

[Refrain]

See Him in a manger laid,
Whom the choirs of angels praise;
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
While our hearts in love we raise.

[Refrain]

 

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"Annabel Lee"

"Annabel Lee"


It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and SHE was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my ANNABEL LEE-
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My ANNABEL LEE;

So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
AND the angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!-that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling my ANNABEL LEE;
That the wind came out of the cloud by night
Killing my ANNABEL LEE.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above
Nor the the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE...

And the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE:

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea-
In her tomb by the sounding sea.