Originally posted by: Scipionix
Bob Dylan back in the day.
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Masters of War
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Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
"
I was young when I left home
"
I was young when I left home
To when I been rambling round
And I never wrote a letter to my home
To my home, lord, to my home
5 And I never wrote a letter to my home
It was just the other day
I was drinking on my pay
When I met an old friend I used to know
Said, ?Your mother?s dead and gone
10 Baby sisters all gone wrong
And your daddy needs you home right away?
Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny on my name
Oh, I can?t go home this a-way
15 This a-way
Lawd, lawd, lawd
And I can?t go home this a-way
If you miss the train I?m on
Count the days I?m gone
20 You will hear that whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles honey baby
Lawd, lawd, lawd
And you?ll hear that whistle blow a hundred miles
I?ve playing on the track
25 Ma will come and hold me back
On those trestles down by old Jim McKay?s
When I pay the debt I owe
To the commissary store
I will pawn my watch and chain and go home
30 Go home
Lawd, lawd, lawd
I will pawn the watch and chain and go home
Used to tell them all sometimes
When I see them riding blinds
35 Gonna make me a home out in the wind
In the wind
Lawd in the wind
Make me a home out in the wind
I don?t like it in the wind
40 I wanna go back home again
But I can?t go home this a-way
This a-way
Lawd, lawd, lawd
And I can?t go home this a-way
45 I was young when I left home
And I?ve been all rambling around
And I never wrote a letter to my home
To my home
Lawd, lawd, lawd
50 And I?ve never wrote a letter to my home.
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