question. But the band plays Waltzing Matilda, and the old men still answer the call, But as year follows year, more old men disappear. Someday no one will march there at
the paint Some slow by the dank I think, make you go blank, lookin' for work Left you where you started shinin' shins, under them skirts At the airport
big that everything just gets lost in there And if it never comes out,? that?s ok by me.. And on other side, ???..at the top there may light at the end
build a life, follow their dreams and not be worked into their grave when all governments and multi-million dollar corporations have been torn down by commen men, when it all falls down
out of the sea Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me He brings down the fire from the skies You can tell he's doing well by the look in human
got I caught a train and I headed west to sail across the sea Pretty soon I had a job workin' in a factory Well, the work was hard It was hot as Hell
well, when at night the nurses left I could not walk at all. Morning came and then came noon, dinner time a scalpel blade lay beside my silver spoon. Some girls wander by
it to you anyway" "You know I've always liked you boy 'Cause you were not afraid of me Things are gonna get mighty rough Here in Gomorrah-by-the-Sea"
likes them by and by Well Hard-Luck Henry took this egg and held it to the light And there was more faint pencilling that sorely taxed his sight At last
sky, said goodbye He was just a hired hand Workin' on the dreams he planned to try The days go by Ev'ry night when the sun goes down Just another
into this World) Back in 1965 in motherlands street cafe where young men were sitting down drinking coffee 'till this brother came in u could tell by the look at
oncoming crude And it's oil, oil Ah, drifting to the sea Oil, oil Don't buy it at the station You can have it now for free Just come on down to the
then the rust chewed through the anchor chain and out to sea we're cast. The clouds dried and cracked It was calm in fact The ship had been towed, By sea
the news? Sacco worked at trimming shoes Vanzetti was a peddling man Pushed his fish cart with his hands Two good men a long time gone Two good men a
stable & thro' a church & down into the church vault. At the end of which was a mill: thro' the mill we went, and came to a cave: down the winding cavern
no doubt I love this land God bless the USA From the lakes of Minnesota to the hills of Tennessee Across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea From Detroit down
the utmost, Cause Those pressure points Are the corners we cut close Turn most civilized Yaggers to cutthroats And it's these men they send up state by
Two good men a long time gone, Two good men a long time gone (Two good men a long time gone, oh, gone), Sacco, Vanzetti a long time gone, Left me here
