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If I look like a mean old man that's what I am
If I look like a mean old man that's what I am If I look like a mean old man Who'll do you any way he can To break your heart and kiss your hand That's what I am And if I look like a good old friend that's what I am If I look like a good old friend that's what I am If I look like a good old friend Who's good at bending with the wind To be your friend right to the end That's what I am Chorus: And if I look like a voodoo doll that's what I am If I look like a voodoo doll that's what I am If I look like a voodoo doll Who takes his licking standing tall Who'd rather bite you back than crawl That's what I am If I look like your uncle Bob that's what I am If I look like your uncle Bob that's what I am If I look like your uncle Bob Who likes to slap you on the back and rob you While he still can do the job That's what I am Chorus: And if I look like a voodoo doll that's what I am If I look like a voodoo doll that's what I am If I look like a voodoo doll Who takes his licking standing tall Who'd rather bite you back than crawl That's what I am |
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Well you fight like the devil to just keep your head above water
Chained to whatever you got that you can't throw away And you're shootin' through space on this river of life that you're ridin' And it's whirling and sucking you deeper on down every day So you turn to your trusty old partner to share some old feelings And you find to your shock that your faithful companion is gone And the truth slowly dawns that you're lost and alone in deep water And you don't even know how much longer there is to go on [ harmonica ] Like an old Holy Bible you clung to through so many seasons With the rules of survival in words you could still understand When they prove something wrong you believed in so long you go crazy And you're so close to folding the cards that you hold in your hand Singing Holy Toledo I can't see the light anymore All those horizon that I used to guide me are gone And the darkness is driving me farther away from the shore Throw me a rhyme or a reason to try to go on |
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There was a man named Mahatma Ghandi
He would not bow down, he would not fight He knew the deal was down and dirty And nothing wrong could make it right away But he knew his duty, and the price he had to pay Just another holy man who tried to make a stand MY GOD, THEY KILLED HIM ! Another man from Atlanta, Georgia By the name of Martin Luther King He shook the land like rolling thunder And made the bells of freedom ring today With a dream of beauty that they could not burn away Just another holy man who dared to be a friend MY GOD, THEY KILLED HIM ! The only son of God Almighty The holy one called Jesus Christ Healed the lame and fed the hungry And for his love they took his life away On the road to glory where the story never ends Just the holy son of man we'll never understand MY GOD, THEY KILLED HIM ! Sing about Mahatma Ghandi Sing of Martin Luther King Sing Of Jesus Christ Almighty And the brothers Kennedy |
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I seen another soldier who got wasted in the war
He said he left his soul there overseas The notion he defended doesn't matter anymore And circumstance had brought him to his knees We sat there in the silence of a cold and empty room Down the Hall I heard a baby cry He looked up from the potion he was cooking in a spoon And nailed me with the anger in his eye Chorus: He said, do you really believe in Freedom ? I said, I do He said, oh, what about me ? They killed both of her parents in an undercover war For wanting all their children to be free She said, it's even sadder that it's in El Salvador They named it for the Savior don't you see Suddenly the Truth was like a blinding flash of light Holy Thunder rolled across the sky I stared into the wonder of the Warrior Jesus Christ And destiny was burning in his eyes. Chorus: He said, do you really believe in Freedom ? I said, I do He said, oh, what about me ? And the Sandinista said, do you really believe in Freedom ? I said, I do He said, oh, what about me ? |
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You gotta make your own rules, child
You gotta break your own chains The dreams that possess you Can blossom and bless you Or run you insane The moment is yours now To lay on the line The past just don't matter Tomorrow won't mind Lay down beside me Show me a sign Let me feel your spirit Running with mine I don't deserve you I'm just a man But I swear I'll love you Just as hard as I can Storm on the mountain Stars in the sky Running for glory Freedom to fly Will you remember Way down the road Somebody loves you More Than you know |
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They call him a bandit
And you know the notches That he ought to wear on his gun He sees you through eyes He's partially blinded From staring to long at the sun But he's true to his school And he's nobody's fool And he's lucky to still be alive The wolf pack will die When it's scattered by man Lonesome Coyotes survive. He burried his feelings And life was a mountain That he was determined to climb Then he caught the scent Of a sister in spirit Who taught him to love her in time Somehow or other She gathered together The cubs that he sired on the way And they run by his side Through the chill hungry night And they sleep to his sweet serenade There's a part of his heart up in Heaven And a part that will always be wild And all he can leave them is love and a reason To run for the rest of their lifves Lonesome Coyotes survive. There's a part of his heart up in Heaven And a part that will always be wild And all he can leave them is love and a reason To run for the rest of their lifves Lonesome Coyotes survive. |
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My daddy was a charmer, boys, he had a lot of style
He was shining best at everything he did They said that he could lighten up a room with just a smile And I was proud as hell to be his kid It seemed like just as we were growing close together he was gone But it was long enough to show what I could be And I sometimes feel his spirit fill my body like a song And this is what my daddy sings to me Chorus: If they deal you down and dirty in a way you don't deserve You'll feel better if you take it like a man If you let 'em drive you crazy, boy, they'll shut your business down Shake it off and get your licks in when you can 'cause the heart is all that matters in the end They say every song is sweeter when you sing it from the heart I won't knock it 'cause I tried it and it's true I may never get to heaven, but I've seen a lot of stars And I'm here to bring the same advice to you. Chorus: If they deal you down and dirty in a way you don't deserve You'll feel better if you take it like a man If you let 'em drive you crazy, boy, they'll shut your business down Shake it off and get your licks in when you can 'cause the heart is all that matters in the end Yes, the heart is all that matters in the end The heart is all that matters in the end |
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Deep in the heart of the infinite darkness
A tiny blue marble is spinning through space Born in the splendor of God's holy vision And sliding away like a tear down his face Closer you see the whole wide holy wonder Of oceans and mountains and rivers and trees And the strangest creation of many, the human A creature of laughter and Freedom and dreams Now the warriors are waving their old rusty sabres The preachers are preaching the gospel of hate By their behaviour determined to teach us A lesson we're soon to be learning to late. Look closer my brother, we're killing each other And we'd better stop and get started today Because life is the question and life is the answer And God is the reason and love is the way. Because life is the question and life is the answer And God is the reason and love is the way. Because life is the question and life is the answer And God is the reason and love is the way. Yes, life is the question and life is the answer And God is the reason and love is the way. |
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You can't defeat him - he's fighting for Freedom That's all he wanted - that's all he needs You'll never beat him with weapons and money There ain't no chain as strong as the will to be free Maybe his colors are driving you crazy Call him a commie - maybe it's true Lure him away from his home with your money Give him the work that you don't want to do (Chorus:) You can't defeat him - he's fighting for Freedom That's all he wanted - that's all he needs You'll never beat him with weapons and money There ain't no chain as strong as the will to be free See how we honor the struggle for Freedom They needed vision - we gave'em war See who is patiently watching in silence The crucification of El Salvador (Chorus:) You can't defeat him - he's fighting for Freedom That's all he wanted - that's all he needs You'll never beat him with weapons and money There ain't no chain as strong as the will to be free |
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Did anybody see them ?
I heard there was a baby Somebody heard her crying Weaker through the night They beat her mama bloody And shot her with her daddy It was the terror from above El Aguila Del Norte Down in Nicaragua Running from the shadows Striking holy terror Deeper in the heart You believe in Freedom And you believe in justice But not in Nicaragua Not in Nicaragua Aguila Del Norte We can see your power And the beauty of your freedom What is in your heart ? You believe in honor And you believe in Jesus But not in Nicaragua Not in Nicaragua |
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Love of money is the root of all evil Love of money is the root of all evil Love of money is the work of the devil Love of money She began running for the border and her life Like the wind, straight into the terror of the night And she survived, bargaining her body for their gold In the end all she had to sell them was her soul That's the way it goes Chorus: Love of money is the root of all evil Love of money is the root of all evil Love of money is the work of the devil Love of money We began reaching for the future like a dream In a land where everything was free Wordly men turned their profits into war No one knows who we're really fighting for Chorus: Love of money is the root of all evil Love of money is the root of all evil Love of money is the work of the devil Love of money Chorus: Love of money is the root of all evil Love of money is the root of all evil Love of money is the work of the devil Love of money |
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Where the young men's brave new visions threaten old men's selfish dreams
And they try to crush the spirit with their money and machines And they call it communism because they don't know what it means In the third world war And the rich keep getting richer and as wrong as they are right And the poor become the victims of the armies of the night And the odds are never even and their skins are never white In the third world war Broken rules and dirty warriors spreading lies and secret funds Can't defeat the Campesino with their money and their guns 'Cause he's fighting for his future and his Freedom and his sons In the third world war |
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He was walking with your brother on the streets of Alabama
He was marching next to Martin when he died Working face to face in Cuba and Managua Nicaragua He did not yet beat the devil, but he tried Chorus: Hold on brother, Jesse Jackson There's a better world a'coming Where a man can hope a man will show some heart You just keep right on believing In the better side of human They ain't ready for it yet, but it's a start And you move'em when you hit'em in the heart We must bring it all together we must start right from the bottom Back to helping one another when we can 'Cause if he's hungry and he's human and he's fighting for his Freedom Then he shouldn't be too hard to understand Chorus: Hold on brother, Jesse Jackson There's a better world a'coming Where a man can hope a man will show some heart You just keep right on believing In the better side of human They ain't ready for you yet, but it's a start And you move'em when you hit'em in the heart Chorus: Hold on brother, Jesse Jackson There's a better world a'coming Where a man can hope a man will show some heart You just keep right on believing In the better side of human They ain't ready for you yet, but it's a start And you move'em when you hit'em in the heart |
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Mr. Money Man, I know you've had your way
And I know the way you're winning And that bloody hand you're holding Ain't no bargain at the price you had to pay You have stolen all the land that you can steal And you killed so many heroes But the dreams they left behind them Ain't as easy as a man to blow away Chorus: And they say, "el mal sacate ni el fuego lo quema" And los mexicanos dicen, "cosa mala nunca muere" Don't you know ? The fire don't burn a bad weed boy And a bad thing never dies Like the bad weeds growing wild around The broken wounded body of El Salvador They killed so many heroes Like Zapata (Presente!) and Fonseca (Presente!) And Sandino (Presente!) and Guevarra (Presente!) And Allende (Presente!) and Aquino (Presente!) And Steve Biko (Presente!) But they can never kill the human spirit NOT IN NICARAGUA ! Chorus: And they say, "el mal sacate ni el fuego lo quema" And los mexicanos dicen, "cosa mala nunca muere" Don't you know ? |
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Sandinista, you can hold your head up high
You have given back their Freedom You have lived up to your name Sandinista, may your spirit never die Hold the candle to the darkness You're the keeper of the flame Sandinista, keep believing in the dream The truth is stronger than the shadows Keep it shining in your eyes Sandinista, may the soldiers disappear May your children live forever May their laughter fill your lives Sandinista, los fuerzas de la oscuridad nunca pueden extinguir la puridad de tu llama revolutionara con su terror y sus mentiras con su dinero y sys maquinas la libertad en tus ojus el amor caliente en tu corozon son fuerzas mas poderosas que las armas de la guerra Sandinista, you can hold your head up high You have given back their Freedom You have lived up to your name Sandinista, may your spirit never die Hold the candle to the darkness You're the keeper of the flame |
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