The Men Behind The Guns Phil Ochs

every sailor's son, For the men below who fight the foe, The men behind the guns: Oh, the men behind the guns.

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

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

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

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

That Was The President Phil Ochs

That was the President and that was the man.

Celia Phil Ochs

When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze That's when I wonder how sad a man can be. Oh, when will Celia come to me?

Power And The Glory Phil Ochs

Come and take a walk with me 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

When I'm Gone Phil Ochs

There's no place in this world where I'll belong when I'm gone G Em A 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

Talking Cuban Crisis Phil Ochs

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 up in the air Crawlin' on the ground, swimmin' in the sea, headin'

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

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

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

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

Here's to the State of Mississippi Phil Ochs

G F whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes, G Em Am D the calender is lyin' when it reads the present time.

The Thresher Phil Ochs

In Portsmouth town On the eastern shore Where many a fine ship was born The Thresher was built And the Thresher was launched And the crew of the Thresher was sworn She was shaped like a tear She was built

The Bells Phil Ochs

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

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

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.

Links On The Chain Phil Ochs

When the police on the horses were waitin' on demand, ridin' through the strike with the pistols in their hands, Swingin' at the skulls of many a union man, As you built one more link on the chain, on

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

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

Bound For Glory Phil Ochs

He walked all over his own growin' land From the New York island to the California sand He saw all the people that needed to be seen Planted all the grass where it needed to be green And now he's bound

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.

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

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.

Talking Vietnam Blues Phil Ochs

Well training is the word we use, Nice word to have in case we lose. Training a million Vietnamese To fight for the wrong government and the American Way.

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

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

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

What's That I Hear? Phil Ochs

C G D What's that I hear now ringing in my ear G C G D I've heard that sound before C G D What's that I hear now ringing in my ear G C G D I hear it more and more G D It's the sound of freedom calling

There But For Fortune (LP Version) Phil Ochs

a jail, G em am d Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale Em c am And i'll show you a young man with so many reasons why Bm g am d And there but for fortune, may go you or i Show me the

There but for Fortune Phil Ochs

prison, show me a jail, G em am d Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale Em c am And i'll show you a young man with so many reasons why Bm g am d And there but for fortune, may go you or i Show me the

Talking Birmingham Jam Phil Ochs

Well, all the signs there said, "Welcome in, Welcome, if you're White, my friend. Come along, and watch the fights; Well, we feed our dogs on Civil Rights.

Love Me, I'm a Liberal Phil Ochs

Kennedy As though I'd lost a father of mine But Malcolm X got what was coming He got what he asked for this time So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I go to civil rights rallies And I put down the

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

I'm Going to Say It Now Phil Ochs

Oh I am just a student, sir, and only want to learn Bm C But it's hard to read through the risin' smoke of the books that D you like to burn G Bm C G So I'd like to make a promise and I'd like to make

That's What I Want To Hear Phil Ochs

goneA D Gand you say that your pockets are bare.G B7 Em E7And you tell me that your clothes are tattered and tornA A7 Dand nobody seems to care.B7 EmNow don't tell me your troubles,A D Gno I don't have the

Thin Wild Mercury Todd Snider

Poor Phil Ochs, sad and low Hands in his pockets, wonderin' where to go Watching those tail lights leave him behind Thrown for the limousine for speaking his mind Like a red-eyed photo into a garbage can

Is There Anybody Here? Phil Ochs

D Bm Is there anybody here who'd like to change his clothes into a uniform, G B7 G Em A7 Is there anybody here who thinks they're only serving in a raging storm. D F

Draft Dodger Rag Phil Ochs

Draft Dodger Rag Phil Ochs Written by Phil Ochs Oh, I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town I believe in God and Senator Dodd and a-keepin' old Castro down And when it came my time

Behind The Lines Phil Collins

I held the book so tightly in my hands, I saw your picture, heard you call my name It was strange I could not look away I had to be there, I wanted to go You gave me no reason you gave

Behind The Lines Phil Collins

Behind The Lines (Banks/Collins/Rutherford) I held the book so tightly in my hands, I saw your picture, heard you call my name It was strange I could not look away I had to be there, I wanted to

Colours Phil Collins

Colours (Collins) Deep inside the border Children are crying Fighting for food Holding their heads Breaking their bread with a stone All along the roadside people are standing watching the

Colours Phil Collins

Deep inside the border Children are crying Fighting for food Holding their heads Breaking their bread with a stone All along the roadside people are standing watching the sun

That's Just The Way It Is Phil Collins

all day long he was fighting for you and he didn't even know your name young men come and young men go but life goes on just the same and I don't know why why do we keep holding on i don't know why pretending

Sailing On A Ship Phil Wickham

A voice is on the wind It calls me further in Im heading deeper into Your heart Your mark is on my chest My sails filled with Your breath You guide me by the light of the stars Im sailing on a ship

Stand Still Phil Vassar

In the spring I dreamed of summer To feel the sunlight on my skin But in the heat I'd start to hunger For that autumn chill again I always spent my time anticipating Things to come But now I wish that