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Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone) "Give to me your tired and your poor Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free The wretched refuse
Years ago, my heart was set to live, oh And I've been trying hard against unbelievable odds It gets so hard in times like now to hold on But guns they
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(Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone) "Give to me your tired and your poor Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free The wretched refuse
Translation: Joan Baez. Ballad Of Sacco And Vanzetti, Pt. 1.
: (Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone) "Give to me your tired and your poor Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free The wretched refuse
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: Standing in the dock at Southampton Trying to get to Holland or France The man in the mac said, "You've got to go back" You know they didn't even give
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Standing in the dock at Southampton Trying to get to Holland or France The man in the mac said, "You've got to go back" You know they didn't even give
(Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen) There's a story in our town Of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue
Ira Hayes, Ira Hayes Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Gather round
On the floor of Tokyo Or down in London town to go With the record selection with the mirror reflection I'm dancing with myself When there's no one else
