Blowin’ In The Wind | WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, ’n’ how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea?
Yes, ’n’ how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, ’n’ how many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn’t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, ’n’ how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, ’n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
Copyright © 1962 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1990 by Special Rider Music
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Boston King | Kate Kitchen
Bless you, Boston King
Oh, bless you.
Bless you, Boston King
Oh, bless you.
You got home to Sierra Leone
Oh, bless you.
Never more, forced to roam
Oh, bless you.
Bless you, Boston King
Oh, bless you.
Bless you, Boston King
Oh, bless you.
Your father was forced in chains
Sent to slave in a foreign land
Bless you, Boston King
Oh, bless you.
He taught you to read
And hold your head up high
Bless him, Boston King
Oh, bless him.
Your mother healed the sick.
Oh, bless her.
Bless her, Boston King
Oh, bless her.
You never lost your hope
You never lost your pride.
Bless you, Boston King
Oh, bless you.
You got home to Sierra Leone
Bless you.
Never more, forced to roam
Oh, bless you.
Chorus: Bless you, Boston King
Oh, bless you.
Bless you, Boston King
Oh, bless you.
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Come To Mama | LADY GAGA
Everybody's got to love each other
Stop throwin' stones at your sisters and your brothers
Man, it wasn't that long ago, we were all living in the jungle
So why do we gotta put each other down?
When there's more than enough love to go, g-g-go around
Come to mama
Tell me who hurt ya
There's gonna be no future
If we don't figure this out
Dude in a labcoat and a man of God
(Come onto mama, come on, mama)
Fought over prisms and a forty-day flood
(Come onto mama, come on, mama)
Well, I say rainbows did more than they've ever done
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
So why do we gotta fight over ideas?
(Aah, aah, aah)
We're talkin the same old shit after all of these years
(Ayi, yi, yi)
Come to mama
Tell me who hurt ya
There's gonna be no future
If we don't figure this out
Oo oh-oo-oh, come tomorrow
Who are you gonna follow?
There's gonna be no future
If we don't figure this out
Psychic guru catches minnows in the harbor
(Come onto mama, come on, mama)
Everyone tells him he should work a little harder
(Come onto mama -- hey, man, get to work)
(Come on, mama -- catch 'em)
They all tell you that freedom must be bought
But baby, he's already caught them
So why do we gotta tell each other how to live?
The only prisons that exist are ones we put each other in
Come to mama
Tell me who hurt ya
There's gonna be no future
If we don't figure this out
Oo oh-oo-oh, come tomorrow
Who are you gonna follow?
There's gonna be no future
If we don't figure this out
Come to mama
(Come onto me)
(Woah, oh-oh oo oh-oo-oh)
(Woah, oh-oh oo oh-oo-oh)
Woohoo-hoo woohoo hoo-oo-hoo
Woohoo-hoo woohoo hoo-oo-hoo
'Cause I wanna be there
I wanna be there for you
I wanna be there
Why do we gotta tell each other how to live?
The only prisons that exist are ones we put each other in
Why do we gotta tell each other how to live?
Look what that rainbow did
Oo-hoo woohoo-oo-hoo woohoo-hoo
Oo-hoo woohoo-oo-hoo woohoo-hoo
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Down By the Riverside | Spiritual that was sung by slaves in the South as a work song.
I'm gonna lay down my heavy load,
Down by the riverside,
Down by the riverside,
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna lay down heavy load,
Down by the riverside and I ain't a gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more
I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield,
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside,
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield,
Down by the riverside
And I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more
I'm gonna put on my traveling shoes,
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside,
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna put on my traveling shoes,
Down by the riverside
And I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more,
I ain't gonna study war no more.
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Eat Your Greens | Kate Kitchen
Eat your greens
Eat your greens
You better remember to eat your greens
No more sugar
No more fat
And you know why it’s called that
Eat your beans and legumes
Lots of veggies, even prunes
Just remember to eat your greens
No more cages
No more hooks
No more cows dirty looks
If organic all the better
And if you save the mutton
I will knit you a sweater
Just remember to eat your greens
I mean spinach, kale and head lettuce
Boston Bibb and all the rest
But if you want my opinion,
Romaine is the best.
You may decide to grow your own
Without round up or DDT
In raised beds
Or on your balcony
Mmmm…I remember why I eat my greens
You may go wild
With ramps and wild flowers (collards)
And then you will be feeling empowered
While you are eating your greens
Add some carrots and tomatoes
(And whatever catches your fancy)
Maybe an onion, sprouts or a radish
Toss ‘em together
And you’ll be glad to eat your greens
Eat your greens
Eat your greens
Even your ice cream can be green
Then you’ll remember to eat your greens
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Hallelujah | Leonard Cohen
Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing
Hallelujah [x4]
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah [x4]
Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew you
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah [x4] . . .
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I Am Woman
I am woman, hear me roar
In numbers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back an' pretend
'Cause I've heard it all before
And I've been down there on the floor
No one's ever gonna keep me down again
Oh yes, I am wise
But it's wisdom born of pain
Yes, I've paid the price
But look how much I gained
If I have to, I can do anything
I am strong
(Strong)
I am invincible
(Invincible)
I am woman
You can bend but never break me
'Cause it only serves to make me
More determined to achieve my final goal
And I come back even stronger
Not a novice any longer
'Cause you've deepened the conviction in my soul
Oh yes, I am wise
But it's wisdom born of pain
Yes, I've paid the price
But look how much I gained
If I have to, I can do anything
I am strong
(Strong)
I am invincible
(Invincible)
I am woman
I am woman watch me grow
See me standing toe to toe
As I spread my lovin' arms across the land
But I'm still an embryo
With a long, long way to go
Until I make my brother understand
Oh yes, I am wise
But it's wisdom born of pain
Yes, I've paid the price
But look how much I gained
If I have to, I can face anything
I am strong
(Strong)
I am invincible
(Invincible)
I am woman
I am woman
I am invincible
I am strong
I am woman
I am invincible
I am strong
I am woman
Songwriters | BURTON, RAY | REDDY, HELEN
Published by Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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If I Had a Hammer | Pete Seeger and Lee Hays
If I had a hammer,
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening,
All over this land.
I'd hammer out danger,
I'd hammer out a warning,
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
If I had a bell,
I'd ring it in the morning,
I'd ring it in the evening,
All over this land.
I'd ring out danger,
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
If I had a song,
I'd sing it in the morning,
I'd sing it in the evening,
All over this land.
I'd sing out danger,
I'd sing out a warning
I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
Well I got a hammer,
And I got a bell,
And I got a song to sing, all over this land.
It's the hammer of Justice,
It's the bell of Freedom,
It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
It's the hammer of Justice,
It's the bell of Freedom,
It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
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Masters Of War | WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand o’er your grave
’Til I’m sure that you’re dead
Copyright © 1963 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1991 by Special Rider Music
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"Respect" | Otis Redding, Adapted by Aretha Franklin
What you want
Baby, I got
What you need
Do you know I got it?
All I'm askin'
Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home
(just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)
I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong 'cause I don't wanna
All I'm askin'
Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)
I'm about to give you all of my money
And all I'm askin' in return, honey
Is to give me my propers
When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)
Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)
When you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)
Ooo, your kisses
Sweeter than honey
And guess what?
So is my money
All I want you to do for me
Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re)
Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re)
Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit)
When you get home, now (just a little bit)
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, Take care
Respect/Redding/2
Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
I get tired (just a little bit)
Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)
You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit)
And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)
(re, re, re, re) 'spect
When you come home (re, re, re ,re)
Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit)
And find out I'm gone (just a little bit)
I got to have (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, Take care
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The Times They Are A-Changin’ | WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’
Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won’t come again
And don’t speak too soon
For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no tellin’ who that it’s namin’
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin’
Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Don’t block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There’s a battle outside and it is ragin’
It’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin’
Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’
Copyright © 1963, 1964 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1991, 1992 by Special Rider Music
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"Universal Soldier" | Buffy Sainte-Marie
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears.
He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen,
Been a soldier for a thousand years.
He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain,
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.
And he knows he shouldn't kill,
And he knows he always will,
Kill you for me my friend and me for you.
And he's fighting for Canada,
He's fighting for France,
He's fighting for the USA,
And he's fighting for the Russians,
And he's fighting for Japan,
And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way.
And he's fighting for Democracy,
He's fighting for the Reds,
He says it's for the peace of all.
He's the one who must decide,
Who's to live and who's to die,
And he never sees the writing on the wall.
But without him,
How would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau?
Without him Caesar would have stood alone,
He's the one who gives his body
As a weapon of the war,
And without him all this killing can't go on.
He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame,
His orders come from far away no more,
They come from here and there and you and me,
And brothers can't you see,
This is not the way we put the end to war.
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We Shall Overcome
We shall overcome,
We shall overcome
We shall overcome some day
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We’ll walk hand in hand,
We’ll walk hand in hand
We’ll walk hand in hand some day
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We’ll walk hand in hand some day
We are not afraid,
We are not afraid
We are not afraid today
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We are not afraid today
The truth shall make us free,
The truth shall make us free
The truth shall make us free some day
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
The truth shall make us free some day
We shall live in peace,
We shall live in peace
We shall live in peace some day
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We shall live in peace some day
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You Don't Own Me (as sung by Lesley Gore)
You don't own me
I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me
Don't say I can't go with other boys
And don't tell me what to do
Don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display 'cause
You don't own me
Don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me
Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay
I don't tell you what to say
I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you
I'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life the way I want
To say and do whatever I please
And don't tell me what to do
Oh, don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display
I don't tell you what to say
Oh, don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you
I'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live
Writer(s) | DAVID WHITE | JOHN MADARA
Publisher | Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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