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Days Of Decision Phil Ochs Oh, the games of stalling you cannot afford, Dark is the danger that's knocking on the door, And the far-reaching rockets say you can't wait anymore, For these are the days of decision. When I'm Gone Phil Ochs And I won't know the right from the wrong when I'm gone D A Bm And you won't find me singin' on this song when I'm gone Em A D So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here And I won't feel the flowing of Changes (LP Version) Phil Ochs Sit by my side, come as close as the air, Share in a memory of gray Wander in my words, dream about the pictures That I play of changes. Hills Of West Virginia Phil Ochs From the flat plains of ohio we drifted out one day, D g a For the southern part of the journey G d g d Underneath the bridge, the ohio river sang G a d As we headed for the hills of west virginia And Ringing of Revolution Phil Ochs G C G C In a building of gold, with riches untold, G C G - C lived the families on which the country was founded. Here's to the State of Mississippi Phil Ochs G Em C G Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of, G Em D G Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of! The Bells Phil Ochs Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells What a world of merriment Their melody foretells How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle In the icy air of night All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline Ballad Of The Carpenter Phil Ochs Jesus was a working manC DmAnd a hero you will hearC Dm AmBorn in the town of BethlehemDm GmAt the turning of the yearA7 DmAt the turning of the yearWhen Jesus was a little ladStreets rang with his nameFor Bracero (LP Version) Phil Ochs Wade into the river, through the rippling shallow watter C B7 Steal across the thirsty border, bracero Em D Come bring your hungry bodies to the golden fields of plenty C B7 From a peso to a penny, bracero That Was The President Phil Ochs The bullets of the false revenge have struck us once again As the angry seas have struck upon the sand And it seemed as though a friendless world had lost itself a friend That was the President and that Lou Marsh Phil Ochs On the streets of New York city when the hour was getting late There were young men armed with knives and guns, young men armed with hate And Lou Marsh stepped between them and died there in his tracks What's That I Hear Phil Ochs What's that I hear now ringing in my ear I've heard that sound before What's that I hear now ringing in my ear I hear it more and more It's the sound of freedom calling Ringing up to the sky It's the sound Links On The Chain Phil Ochs Come you ranks of labor, come you union core, C D A And see if you remember the struggles of before, F#m D E When Ballad Of William Worthy Phil Ochs Well, it's of a bold reporter whose story I will tell He went down to the Cuban land, the nearest place to hell He'd been there many times before, but now the law does say The only way to Cuba is with Cops of the World Phil Ochs Come, get out of the way, boys E A E E7 Quick, get out of the way G C G C You'd better watch what you say, boys G C B7 Better watch what you say E A We've rammed in your harbor and tied to your port E The Men Behind The Guns Phil Ochs Let's drink a toast to the admiral, And here's to the captain bold, And glory more for the commodore, When the deeds of might are told. The Highwayman (LP Version) Phil Ochs The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding One More Parade Phil Ochs One More Parade Phil Ochs Written by Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street Rollin' of the drums and the trampin' of the feet General salutes and the mothers wave and In The Heat Of The Summer Phil Ochs In the heat of the summer F a When the pavements were burning Dm c dm The soul of a city was ravaged in the night Gm dm After the city sun was sinkin' Dm gm dm Now no one knows how it started F a Why the Iron Lady Phil Ochs Have you seen the iron lady's charmsAm F DmLegs of steel, leather on her armsBb GmTaking on a man to dieAm DmA life for a life, an eye for an eyeBb Gm Dm CAnd death's the iron lady in the chairStop the Too Many Martyrs Phil Ochs In the state of Mississippi many years ago A boy of 14 years got a taste of southern law He saw his friend a hanging and his color was his crime And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind Too Many Martyrs (LP Version) Phil Ochs 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 I Ain't Marching Anymore (LP Version) Phil Ochs D G C D Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans G C D At the end of the early British war G C The young land started growing G The young blood started flowing C Am D But I ain't marchin' anymore For I Ain't Marching Anymore Phil Ochs Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans At the end of the early British war The young land started growing The young blood started flowing But I ain't marchin' anymore For I've killed my share of Power And The Glory Phil Ochs thru this green and growing land Walk thru the meadows and the mountains and the sand Walk thru the valleys and the rivers and the plains Walk thru the sun and walk thru the rain Here is a land full of Bound For Glory Phil Ochs 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 Celia Phil Ochs I still remember the mountains of the war Sierra Madre and the Philipino shore When will I lie beside my Celia 'neath the trees? Oh, when will Celia come to me? The Highwayman Phil Ochs The wind was a torrent of darkness Among the gusty trees The moon was a ghostly galleon Tossed upon cloudy seas And the road was a ribbon of moonlight Over the purple moor And the highwayman came riding Automation Song Phil Ochs Oh, I laid down your railroads, every mile of track With the muscles on my arm and the sweat upon my back And now the trains are rolling, they roll to every shore You tell me that my job is through, there One More Parade (LP Version) Phil Ochs Hup,two,three,four,marching down the street Rolling of the drums and the trampin' of the feet General salutes and mothers wave and weep Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid Price is paid One more