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As I was walking the endless breadline
My landlord gave me a two-week deadline
And the paper printed a better headline
This land is not for you and me
The Cape Cod mansions get more lavish
As the food stamps budget is getting ravaged
And the Times reporting the Dow-Jones Average
This land is not for you and me
This land is carried by long-haul truckers
Our food is grown by migrant workers
And I can't think of one single use for investment bankers
This land is not for you and me
So take your slogan and kindly stow it
If this land is our land, we'd never know it
So lets get together and overthrow it
This land was made for you and me
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I Think of You
02:56
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I look to see the wildflowers blooming
and wonder why they seem so plain
The springtime rides the brown hills over
Young birds sing in a silver rain
I think of you as the night rolls by
You're on my mind the whole day through
Far away in a lonesome city
All the time you're gone, I think of you
And when my world has turned to sunlight
and the dust clouds stand in a summer sky
I'll number all the climbing roses
Watch to see the milkweed fly
And when I hear the soft wind moaning
Like an angel's voice from a far-off shore
My days slip by like light snow falling
Or dry brown leaves blown by my door
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Going Away
04:08
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Is that the moon I have seen over there in the west
Or just the headlight's gleam, C & O Express
I know you're gone, whatever I say
It won't be long before I make up my mind and go away
Is that sun coming up on the eastern shore
Or just the coal bed glow behind the firebox door
I know you're gone, whatever I say
It won't be long before I make up my mind and go away
Did you see that fool, he can't hear the whistle
Blind old man caught out on the trestle
He can't go up, he can't go back
Train keeps coming, pushed him off the track
Now the storms may blow and the wind may rise
I long to go where the fast mail flies
I know he's gone, whatever I say
It won't be long before I make up my mind and go away
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All Used Up
01:57
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I spent my whole life making somebody rich
Busted my ass for that son of a bitch
And he left me to die like a dog in a ditch
Told me I'm all used up
He used up my labor, he used up my time
He plundered my body and squandered my mind
Gave me a pension of handouts and wine
Told me I'm all used up
They use up the oil, they use up the trees
They use up the air and they use up the sea
Well how about you friend and how about me?
What's left when we're all used up
I'll finish my life in this crummy hotel
It's lousy with bugs and my God what a smell
But my plumbing still works and I'm clear as a bell
Don't tell me I'm all used up
Outside my window the world passes by
Gives me a handout and spits in my eye
And no one can tell me because no one knows why
I'm living but I'm all used up
Sometimes in my dreams I sit by a tree
My life is a book of how things used to be
Kids gather 'round and they listen to me
They don't know that I'm all used up
There's songs and there's laughter, there's things I can do
And all that I have I can give back to you
I'd give my last breath just to make it come true
No I'm not all used up
They use up the oil, they use up the trees
They use up the air and they use up the sea
Well how about you friend and how about me
What's left when we're all used up
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Enola Gay
02:34
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Look out, look out from your schoolroom window
Look up young children from your play
Wave your hand at the shining airplane
Such a beautiful sight is Enola Gay
It's many a mile from the Utah desert
To Tinian Island far away
Standing guard by the barbed wire fences
That hide the secret of Enola Gay
High above the clouds in the sunlit silence
So peaceful here, I'd like to stay
But there's many a pilot who would swap his pension
For a chance to fly Enola Gay
What is that sound high above my city?
I rush outside and search the sky
Now we are running to find the shelter
Hearing sirens start to cry
What will I say when my children ask me
Where was I flying upon that day?
With trembling voice I gave the order
To the bombardier of Enola Gay
Look out, look out from your schoolroom window
Look up, young children from your play
Your bright young eyes will turn to ashes
In the blinding light of Enola Gay
I turn to see the fireball rising
"My God, My God" all I can say
I hear a voice within me crying
My mother's name was Enola Gay
Look out, look out from your schoolroom window
Look up, young children from your play;
When you see those war planes flying
Each one is named Enola Gay
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Dan Wriggins Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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