Journey Through The Past

Soldier, your eyes, they shine like the sun
I wonder why.
Soldier, your eyes shine like the sun
I wonder why.

Jesus, i saw you walkin' on the river
I don't believe you.
You can't deliver right away
I wonder why.

Jesus, your eyes shine like the sun
I wonder why.

Oh alabama
The devil fools with the best laid plan.
Swing low alabama
You got spare change
You got to feel strange
And now the moment is all that it meant.

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back.
Your cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

Oh alabama
Banjos playing through the broken glass
Windows down in alabama.
See the old folks tied in white ropes
Hear the banjo.
Don't it take you down home?

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back.
Your cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

Oh alabama.
Can i see you and shake your hand.
Make friends down in alabama.
I'm from a new land
I come to you and see all this ruin
What are you doing alabama?
You got the rest of the union to help you along
What's going wrong?

Tin soldiers and nixon coming,
We're finally on our own.
This summer i hear the drumming,
Four dead in ohio.

Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?

Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?

Tin soldiers and nixon coming,
We're finally on our own.
This summer i hear the drumming,
Four dead in ohio.

Someone and someone were down by the pond
Looking for something to plant in the lawn.
Out in the fields they were turning the soil
I'm sitting here hoping this water will boil
When i look through the windows and out on the road
They're bringing me presents and saying hello.

Singing words, words between the lines of age.
Words, words between the lines of age.
If i was a junkman selling you cars,
Washing your windows and shining your stars,
Thinking your mind was my own in a dream
What would you wonder and how would it seem?
Living in castles a bit at a time
The king started laughing and talking in rhyme.

Singing words, words between the lines of age.
Words, words between the lines of age.

buffalo springfield

For what it's worth
Stephen stills, 1966


There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me i got to beware

I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind

I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side

It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away

We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down