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John McCutcheon – The Young Ones Don't Remember





He raised a knarled finger, "There's the place we used to meet
"Where old John L. would beller, bring each miner to his feet
"And the boys would dream about the day they'd each be underground
"And the greenbacks flowed like Paint's Creek through the town"

"I remember back in '29, times was hard back then
"It was fifty cents a ton, young boys would do the work of men
"And the faces in the lamplight shone on families all alone
"Waiting for the ones that never would come home"

CHORUS:
"But the young ones don't remember, how are they to know
"All the fights we fought to give them futures down below
"And they'll cheer for solidarity off in some foreign land
"But not a one will take the union stand"

"They called us everything back then from outlaws to 'damn reds!'
"And many was the time whole families murdered in their beds
"But the dead marched on before us as we turned the tyrants' tide
"And we raised our union's banner high with pride"

CHORUS

"Then the times got bad again and they swallowed all the lies
"The flame dimmed to a flicker, you could see it in their eyes
"But those who can't learn from the past are cursed with it again
"And mock the ones who've suffered so in vain
"Now from my home where all we pensioners live across the tracks
"I watch the children walk the rails to gather coal in sacks
"To drive away the chill that haunts too many a miner's home
"Until they realize they're not alone"

CHORUS​
 



The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep end of her skin.
Then, it seemed like a one car car wreck
But I knew it was a horrid tragedy.
Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear.

Blow out the candles
On all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry,
You're like a birthday.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.

Putting holes in happiness.
We'll paint the future black
If it needs any color.
My death sentence is a story
Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?
The romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde.
But the grass is greener here and
I can see all of your snakes.
You wear your ruins well
Please run away with me to hell.

Blow out the candles
On all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry,
You're like a birthday.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.
 
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Hot Tuna - Jorma Kaukonen - Jack Casady - I See The Light

 
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Forgive me. I am drinking and figured I would post up what I am listening to when I get blotto.







Miss the wife-

 
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