Song | Civil War |
Artist | Joan Baez |
Album | Whistle Down the Wind |
[00:14.84] | I don’t know you to wear a hat |
[00:21.91] | But I came home late, and there it sat |
[00:29.50] | You rose to show what hats are for |
[00:35.42] | When living through a civil war |
[00:42.89] | When living through a civil war |
[00:49.20] | |
[00:54.89] | Christmas mornings and New Years Days |
[01:01.59] | They flood with dreams and they drift away |
[01:07.92] | They cling to logs and cupboard doors |
[01:14.81] | While riding out this civil war |
[01:21.41] | While riding out this civil war |
[01:28.29] | |
[01:32.95] | Two fighters came and we pitched a tent |
[01:39.30] | And everyone around here, we went |
[01:46.36] | The fix was in, we bet and we swore |
[01:52.75] | From both sides of a civil war |
[02:00.32] | |
[02:04.62] | We build this up and we knock this down |
[02:11.58] | We call our little mob a town |
[02:17.97] | We nail a sign above the door |
[02:24.36] | God bless our little civil war |
[02:31.43] | God bless our little civil war |
[02:37.84] | |
[02:43.35] | Three dogs at a party on a boat at night |
[02:50.21] | Play checkers in a lantern light |
[02:56.97] | They sing a song out to the shore |
[03:02.54] | Of women, gold, and civil war |
[03:10.88] | |
[03:15.22] | Every truth carries blame |
[03:22.15] | Every light reveals some shame |
[03:29.16] | Progress rides with thieves and whores |
[03:36.18] | The stowaways of civil war |
[03:43.42] | The stowaways of civil war |
[03:50.77] | Progress rides with thieves and whores |
[03:56.44] | The stowaways of civil war |
[04:04.21] | The stowaways of civil war |
[00:14.84] | I don' t know you to wear a hat |
[00:21.91] | But I came home late, and there it sat |
[00:29.50] | You rose to show what hats are for |
[00:35.42] | When living through a civil war |
[00:42.89] | When living through a civil war |
[00:49.20] | |
[00:54.89] | Christmas mornings and New Years Days |
[01:01.59] | They flood with dreams and they drift away |
[01:07.92] | They cling to logs and cupboard doors |
[01:14.81] | While riding out this civil war |
[01:21.41] | While riding out this civil war |
[01:28.29] | |
[01:32.95] | Two fighters came and we pitched a tent |
[01:39.30] | And everyone around here, we went |
[01:46.36] | The fix was in, we bet and we swore |
[01:52.75] | From both sides of a civil war |
[02:00.32] | |
[02:04.62] | We build this up and we knock this down |
[02:11.58] | We call our little mob a town |
[02:17.97] | We nail a sign above the door |
[02:24.36] | God bless our little civil war |
[02:31.43] | God bless our little civil war |
[02:37.84] | |
[02:43.35] | Three dogs at a party on a boat at night |
[02:50.21] | Play checkers in a lantern light |
[02:56.97] | They sing a song out to the shore |
[03:02.54] | Of women, gold, and civil war |
[03:10.88] | |
[03:15.22] | Every truth carries blame |
[03:22.15] | Every light reveals some shame |
[03:29.16] | Progress rides with thieves and whores |
[03:36.18] | The stowaways of civil war |
[03:43.42] | The stowaways of civil war |
[03:50.77] | Progress rides with thieves and whores |
[03:56.44] | The stowaways of civil war |
[04:04.21] | The stowaways of civil war |