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D
Hear the sledges with the bells
G d
Silver bells

What a world of merriment
C d
Their melody foretells
C em a
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
C em a
In the icy air of night
C em a
All the heavens seem to twinkle
C em a
With a crystalline delight
D bm
Keeping time, time, time
F#m a
With a sort of runic rhyme
D
From the tintinnabulation
C d
That so musically wells
D g d a7 d g d
From the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
G a7 d
From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells

Hear the mellow wedding bells
Golden bells
What a world of happiness
Their harmony foretells
Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight
Through the dances and the yells
And the rapture that impels
How it swells
How it dwells
On the future
How it tells
From the swinging and the ringing of the molten golden bells
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
Of the rhyming and the chiming of the bells

Hear the loud alarum bells
Brazen bells
What a tale of terror now
Their turbulency tells
Much too horrified to speak
Oh, they can only shriek
For all the ears to know
How the danger ebbs and flows
Leaping higher, higher, higher
With a desperate desire
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire
With the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
With the clamor and the clanging of the bells

Hear the tolling of the bells
Iron bells
What a world of solemn thought their monody compels
For all the sound that floats
From the rust within our throats
And the people sit and groan
In their muffled monotone
And the tolling, tolling, tolling
Feels a glory in the rolling
From the throbbing and the sobbing
Of the melancholy bells
Oh, the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
Oh, the moaning and the groaning of the bells.
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Dm
Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street
C dm
Rolling of the drums and the trampin' of the feet
Dm
Generals salute and mothers wave and weep(?)
F e7 a - g
Here comes the big parade
A - g
Don't be afraid
A7
Price is paid
Dm
One more parade

F c
So young, so strong, so ready for the war
Dm a
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
Gm a c
All march together, everybody looks the same
F e7 a - g
So there is no one you can blame
A
Don't be ashamed
G a7
Light the flame
Dm a7 dm
One more parade

Listen for the sound and listen for the noise
Listen for the thunder of the marching boys
A few years ago their guns were only toys
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
One more parade

So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Don't be ashamed
Light the flame
One more parade

Medals on their coats and guns in their hands
Trained to kill as they're trained to stand
10,000 ears need only one command
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
One more parade

So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Don't be ashamed
Light the flame
One more parade

Cold hard stares on faces ? so proud
Kisses from the girls and cheers from the crowd
And the widows from the last war cry into their shroud
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
Don't be ashamed
War is a game
World in flames
So start the paradeone more parade
By phil ochs and bob gibson

Dm
Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street
C dm
Rolling of the drums and the trampin' of the feet
Dm
Generals salute and mothers wave and weep(?)
F e7 a - g
Here comes the big parade
A - g
Don't be afraid
A7
Price is paid
Dm
One more parade

F c
So young, so strong, so ready for the war
Dm a
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
Gm a c
All march together, everybody looks the same
F e7 a - g
So there is no one you can blame
A
Don't be ashamed
G a7
Light the flame
Dm a7 dm
One more parade

Listen for the sound and listen for the noise
Listen for the thunder of the marching boys
A few years ago their guns were only toys
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
One more parade

So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Don't be ashamed
Light the flame
One more parade

Medals on their coats and guns in their hands
Trained to kill as they're trained to stand
10,000 ears need only one command
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
One more parade

So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Don't be ashamed
Light the flame
One more parade

Cold hard stares on faces ? so proud
Kisses from the girls and cheers from the crowd
And the widows from the last war cry into their shroud
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
Don't be ashamed
War is a game
World in flames
So start the parade
One more parade
By phil ochs and bob gibson

Dm
Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street
C dm
Rolling of the drums and the trampin' of the feet
Dm
Generals salute and mothers wave and weep(?)
F e7 a - g
Here comes the big parade
A - g
Don't be afraid
A7
Price is paid
Dm
One more parade

F c
So young, so strong, so ready for the war
Dm a
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
Gm a c
All march together, everybody looks the same
F e7 a - g
So there is no one you can blame
A
Don't be ashamed
G a7
Light the flame
Dm a7 dm
One more parade

Listen for the sound and listen for the noise
Listen for the thunder of the marching boys
A few years ago their guns were only toys
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
One more parade

So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Don't be ashamed
Light the flame
One more parade

Medals on their coats and guns in their hands
Trained to kill as they're trained to stand
10,000 ears need only one command
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
One more parade

So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Don't be ashamed
Light the flame
One more parade

Cold hard stares on faces ? so proud
Kisses from the girls and cheers from the crowd
And the widows from the last war cry into their shroud
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid
Price is paid
Don't be ashamed
War is a game
World in flames
So start the parade /pre>

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Am c em g
On the streets of new york city when the hour was getting late
(same chords)
Young men armed with knives and guns, young men armed with hate
Am c d g
And lou marsh stepped between them and died there in his tracks
(same chords)
For one man is no army when the city turns its back

Am c g d
Now the streets are empty, now the streets are dark
Em g am a
So keep an eye on shadows and never pass the park
For the city is a jungle when the law is out of sight
Death lurks in el barrio with the orphans of the night

He left behind a chamber of a church he served so long
For he learned the prayers of distant men will never right the wrongs
His church became an alley and his pulpit was the street
He made his congregation from the boys he used to meet

There were two gangs approaching in spanish harlem town
The smell of blood was in the air, the challenge was laid down
He felt their blinding hatred, and he tried to save their lives
And the answer that they gave him was their fists and feet and knives

Will lou marsh lie forgotten in his cold and silent grave?
Will his memory still linger on, in those he tried to save?
All of us who knew him will now and then recall
And shed a tear on poverty, tombstone of us all /pre>

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Em g d
In the state of mississippi many years ago
Am em
A boy of 14 years got a taste of southern law
Em g d
He saw his friend a hanging and his color was his crime
Am em
And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind

Am d g
Chorus: too many martyrs and too many dead
Am d g (em optional)
Too many lies too many empty words were said
Am d g
Too many times for too many angry men
Am d em
Oh let it never be again

His name was medgar evers and he walked his road alone
Like emmett till and thousands more whose names we'll never know
They tried to burn his home and they beat him to the ground
But deep inside they both knew what it took to bring him down
*chorus*

The killer waited by his home hidden by the night
As evers stepped out from his car into the rifle sight
He slowly squeezed the trigger, the bullet left his side
It struck the heart of every man when evers fell and died.
*chorus*

And they laid him in his grave while the bugle sounded clear
Laid him in his grave when the victory was near
While we waited for the future for freedom through the land (*)
The country gained a killer and the country lost a man
*chorus* /pre>

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
He was yellin' and screamin' a mile a minute
Well, he said "here comes the president
But first this word from pepsodent
Have whiter teeth
Have cleaner breath
When you're facin' nuclear death"

And then president john began to speak
And i knew right away he wouldn't be weak
Well, he said he'd seen some missile bases
And terrible smiles on cuban faces
Close pictures
Carryin' land reform too far
Giving land to the ussr

Well, he said we mustn't be afraid
We're settin' up a little blockade
Put our ships along the cuban shores
And if the russian bear yells and roars,
We'll let him have it

From turkey and greece, formosa and spain
The peaceful west european plain
From alaska and greenland we'll use our means
And twenty thousand submarines
We're gonna teach the russians a lesson
For trying to upset the balance of power

Now most americans stood behind
The president and his military minds
But me, i stood behind a bar
Dreamin' of a spaceship getaway car
Head for mars
Any other planet that has bars
Like gerde's folk city

Yes, it seemed the president's stand was strong and plain
But some republicans was a-goin' insane
And they still are
They said our plan was just too mild
Spare the rod and spoil the child
Let's sink cuba into the sea
And give 'em back democracy
Under the water

Well, the deadline was set for ten o'clock
For a cold war it was a-gettin' hot
Well, the russians tried, the russians failed
Homeward bound those missiles sailed
Mr. khruschev said, "better red than dead."

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D a7
He walked all over his own growin' land
D
From the new york island to the california sand
G d
He saw all the people that needed to be seen
A7 g d
Planted all the grass where it needed to be green

Em a d
And now he's bound for a glory all his own
Em a d
And now he is bound for glory

He wrote and he sang and he rode upon the rails
And he got on board when the sailors had to sail
He said all the words that needed to be said
He fed all the hungry souls that needed to be fed

(chorus)

He sang in our streets and he sang in our halls
And he was always there when the unions gave a call
He did all the jobs that needed to be done
He always stood his ground when a smaller man would run
(chorus)

And its pastures of plenty wrote the dustbowl balladeer
And this land is your land, he wanted us to hear
And the risin' of the unions will be sung about again
And the deportees live on through the power of his pen
(chorus)

Now they sing out his praises on every distant shore
But so few remember what he was fightin' for
Oh why sing the songs and forget about the aim?
He wrote them for a reason, why not sing them for the same
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The peons of mexico long have known suffering and pain.
Zapata and villa have died there, fighting in vain.
Rube'n jaramillo kept up the tradition, he fought for the land once again.
He lived for the land, and there on the land he was slain.

A forty-five bullet has ended the life of a man who had lived by the gun,
But all of the bullets of mexico cannot undo all the work that he's done.

The greedy capiques* have stolen and plundered the land,
With pistoleros they ruled with a cold iron hand.
The poor campesinos could stand it no longer, resistance was starting to grow.
Jaramillo decided to fight for a new mexico.

A forty-five bullet has ended the life of a man who had lived by the gun,
But all of the bullets of mexico cannot undo all the work that he's done.

For twenty long years he fought and he struggled and tried,
(effe bonilla), his wife, always there at his side.
Often surrounded, he always was hounded, they searched for him
Near, far, and wide:
A man of deep sorrow, but also a man of deep pride.

A forty-five bullet has ended the life of a man who had lived by the gun,
But all of the bullets of mexico cannot undo all the work that he's done.

Two thousand peasants he led to their long-promised land,
And the army's revenge killed the wife and the sons and the man.
His assasins rejoiced with their whiskey and women, they laughed and
They danced on his grave.
Now the land waits again for another to ride on the waves.

A forty-five bullet has ended the life of a man who had lived by the gun,
But all of the bullets of mexico cannot undo all the work that he's done.

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Bm f# bm
In portsmouth town on the eastern shore

Em a f
Where many a fine ship was born.

Bm g
The thresher was built

F# bm
And the thresher was launched

Em a f#
And the crew of the thresher was sworn.

Bm g
She was shaped like a tear

F# bm
She was built like a shark

Em a f#
She was made to run fast and free.

Bm g
And the builders shook their hands

F# bm
And the builders shared their wine,

Em a f#
And thought that they had mastered the sea.


Bm f#
Yes, she'll always run silent

Em f#
And she'll always run deep

Em bm
Though the ocean has no pity

A f#
Though the waves will never weep


Bm
They'll never weep.


And they marvelled at her speed
Marvelled at her depth
Marvelled at her deadly design.
And they sailed to every land
And they sailed to every port
Just to see what faults they could find.
Then they put her on the land
For nine months to stand
And they worked on her from stem to stern.
But they could never see
It was their coffin to be
For the sea was waiting for their return.

Yes, she'll always run silent
And she'll always run deep
Though the ocean has no pity
And the waves will never weep
They'll never weep.

On a cold wednesday morn
They put her her out to sea
When the waves they were nine feet high.
And they dove beneath the waves
And they dove to their graves
And they never said a last goodbye.
And its deeper and deeper
And deeper they dove
Just to see what their ship could stand.
But the hull gave a moan
And the hull gave a groan
And they plunged to the deepest darkest sand.

Now she lies in the depths
Of the darkened ocean floor
Covered by the waters cold and still.
Oh can't you see the wrong
She was a death ship all along
Died before she had a chance to kill.

[final chorus same but in past tense].

[alternate final verse from an early broadside tape]

And it's 8000 fathoms of the water above
And over 100 men below
And sealed in their tomb
Is the cause of their doom
That only the sea will ever know /pre>