Phil Ochs LYRICS

view ALL Phil Ochs lyrics

Phil Ochs - A.m.a. Song - lyrics

pre>g d g
We are the nation's physicians
D g
Yes, we give to our lobbies every day
D b c7
We will fight against disease when the money comes with ease
G d g
And when we get together we say
C g
Hooray for a.m.a.
C g d
And for us doctors gluts of higher pay
G d b c7
If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill
G d g
'cause that's the free enterprise way
We've divided up the sections of the body
Every day we specialize more and more
But we really love to stitch the diseases of the rich
We are sure there is a clinic for the poor
Hooray for the a.m.a
And for us doctors gluts of higher pay
If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill
'cause that's the free enterprise way
And our waiting rooms are getting pretty crowded
It is sad to see our patients sit and bleed
But if you must use our ointment then you must have an appointment
Or who'll pay for those magazines you read
Hooray for the a.m.a
And for us doctors gluts of higher pay, higher pay
If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill
'cause that's the free enterprise way
And now the government is getting too ambitious
Yes, we know they want to socialize us all
Well our oath was hippocratic but with money we're fanatic
So we'll see you in canada in the fall [1]
Hooray for the a.m.a.
And for us doctors gluts of higher pay
If you can't afford my bill don't you tell me that you're ill
'cause that's the free enterprise way
Amalgamated a.m.a.
/pre>

Phil Ochs - Bach, Beethoven, Mozart & Me - lyrics

pre>em f em f
Every morning at the dawn dust is in the air.
Em f g am
Karen rises early, runs brushes through her hair.
Em f em f
Then she buys the paper, i lay on my back,
Em f g a
Then she feeds the monkey, then she feeds the cat.
Chorus:
G
I'll talk, i'll talk they live by the sea
D g
Surrounded by a cemetery.
Bm a
If you get tired come up for some tea
Em bm d em
With bach, beethoven, mozart, and me.
Frances is the next to rise
Powders up her nose.
She's working for the tailor
Makes the western clothes.
Andy drives a sports car
To the warner brothers ghost
He used to live in england
Now he loves the coast (chorus)
Some times a friend comes by
To sing the latest song,
But david fights with susan
Nobody gets along.
Every other sunday
It's time to make a call.
Judy has a barbecue
Play the volleyball. (chorus)
In the evening when the sun goes down
The streets are all aglow.
We walk out on the hillside
City shines below.
We sit down for our supper
The news begins to play.
Walter he is speechless
Eric speaks cliches. (chorus)
Andy plays a cricket game.
Frances holds a glass.
Karen reads and darns a dress.
I dream of the past.
Dark is spreading up now
Good evening, good night.
Karen turns the bed sheet.
She's turning out the light. (chorus)
(tag)
Em am bm em
Bach, beethoven, mozart, and me.
/pre>

Phil Ochs - Bach, Beethoven, Mozart Me - lyrics

Pre>em f em f
Every morning at the dawn dust is in the air.
Em f g am
Karen rises early, runs brushes through her hair.
Em f em f
Then she buys the paper, I lay on my back,
Em f g a
Then she feeds the monkey, then she feeds the cat.
Chorus:
G
Ill talk, Ill talk they live by the sea
D g
Surrounded by a cemetery.
Bm a
If you get tired come up for some tea
Em bm d em
With bach, beethoven, mozart, and me.
Frances is the next to rise
Powders up her nose.
Shes working for the tailor
Makes the western clothes.
Andy drives a sports car
To the warner brothers ghost
He used to live in england
Now he loves the coast (chorus)
Some times a friend comes by
To sing the latest song,
But david fights with susan
Nobody gets along.
Every other sunday
Its time to make a call.
Judy has a barbecue
Play the volleyball. (chorus)
In the evening when the sun goes down
The streets are all aglow.
We walk out on the hillside
City shines below.
We sit down for our supper
The news begins to play.
Walter he is speechless
Eric speaks cliches. (chorus)
Andy plays a cricket game.
Frances holds a glass.
Karen reads and darns a dress.
I dream of the past.
Dark is spreading up now
Good evening, good night.
Karen turns the bed sheet.
Shes turning out the light. (chorus)
(tag)
Em am bm em
Bach, beethoven, mozart, and me.
/pre>

Phil Ochs - Ballad Of Alferd Packer - lyrics

In the state of Colorado
In the year of seventy-four
They crossed the San Juan Mountains
Growing hungry to the core.
Their guide was Alferd Packer
And they trusted him too long:
For his character was weak
And his appetite was strong.
They called him a murderer, a cannibal, a thief;
It just doesn't pay to eat anything but Government-inspected beef.
Along the Gunnison River
An Indian camp they spied.
An Indian chief approached them,
To stop them he did try.
He warned them of the danger
In the snow that lay around,
But the danger was in Packer,
For his hunger knew now bound.
They called him a murderer, a cannibal, a thief;
It just doesn't pay to eat anything but Government-inspected beef.
Two cold months went slowly by;
Packer came back alone.

Phil Ochs - Ballad Of Billie Sol - lyrics

G
Billie Sol was a man
C G
From the giant Texas land
D7
He put the Chamber of Commerce on a limb
G
They voted him the best
C G
And the government did no less
D7 G
Until the I.O.U.'s of Texas fell on him
C G
Stand tall, Billie Sol, we don't know you at all
D7
We've taken down your pictures from the wall
G C
Well, we don't want to handle an agriculture scandal
G D7 G
We have got to face elections in the fall
I remember when
Bill had influential friends
He celebrated Christmas every day
He filled texas banks with his fertilizer tanks
Influential friends don't die they only fade away
Stand tall, Billie Sol, we don't know you at all
We've taken down your pictures from the wall
Well, we don't want to handle an agriculture scandal
We have got to face elections in the fall
The democrats deny
And Orville Freeman sighs
He said

Phil Ochs - Automation Song - lyrics

Pre>
G b7 em am7 d7 g
Oh I laid down your railroads, every mile of track.
B7 em am7 d7 g
With the muscles on my arm and the sweat upon my back.
G7 c g c g
And now the trains are rolling, they roll to every shore
C g a7 d
You tell me that my job is through, there aint no work no more.
G b7 em am7 d7 g
Though I laid down your highways all across the land.
B7 em am7 d7 g
With the ringing of the steel and the power of my hands.
G7 c g c g
And now the roads are there like ribbons in the sky,
C g a7 d
You tell me that my job is through but still I wonder why.
Em bm
For the wages were low and the hours were long
Em d7
And the labour was all I could bear.
Em bm
Now youve got new machines for to take my place
Am7 d7
And you tell me its not mine to share.
G b7 em am7 d7 g
Though I laid down your factories and laid down your fields,
B7 em am7 d7 g
With my feet on the ground and my back to your wheels.
G7 c g c g
And now the smoke is rising, the steel is all a-glow,
C g d7 g
Im walking down a jobless road and where am I to go.
(repeat)
Em am d7 g
Tell me, where am I to go. /pre>

Phil Ochs - Ballad Of John Henry Faulk - lyrics

I'll tell you the story of John Henry Faulk.
I'll tell you of his trials and the troubled trail he walked,
And I'll tell of the tyrants, the ones you never see:
Murder is the role they play and hatred is their fee.
On the TV and the radio John Henry Faulk was known.
He talked to many thousands with a mind that was his own,
But he could not close his eyes when the lists were passed around,
So he tried to move the Union to tear the blacklist down.
His friends they tried to warn him he was headin' for a fall.
If he spoke against the blacklist he had no chance at all,
But he laughed away their warnings and he laughed away their fears:
For how could lies destroy the work of many honest years?
Then slowly, oh so slowly, his life began to change.
People would avoid his eyes, his friends were actin' strange,
And he finally saw the power of the hidden poison pen
When they told him that his job was through, he'd never work again.
And he could not believe what his sad eyes had found.
He stared in disbelief as his world came tumblin' down,
And as the noose grew tighter, at last the trap was clear:
For every place he turned to go, that list would soon be there
-- Oh, that list.
And is there any bottom to the fears that grow inside?
Is there any bottom to the hate that you must hide?
And is there any end to your long road of despair?
Is there any end to the pain that you must bear?
His wife and children trembled, the time was runnin' short,
When a man of law got on their side and took them into court,
And there upon the stand they could not hide behind their eyes,
And the cancer of the fascist was displayed before our eyes.
Hey, you blacklist, you blackli

Phil Ochs - A Toast To Those Who Are Gone - lyrics

Pre>c am
Manys the hour Ive lain by my window
C am
And thought of the people who carried the burden
C am
Who marched in the strange fields in search of an answers
C am g
And ended their journeys an unwilling hero
Am em am g
Heres a song to those who are gone with never a reason why
Em am
And a toast of the wine at the end of the line
D7 g
And a toll of the bell for the next one to die
Back in the coal fields of old harlan county
Some talked of the union, some talked of good wages
And they lined them up in the dark of the forests
And shot them down without asking no questions
Heres a song to those who are gone with never a reason why
And a toast of the wine to the end of the line
And a toll of the bell for the next one to die
And over the ocean, to the red spanish soil
Came the lincoln brigade with their dreams
But they fell in the fire of germanys bombing
And they fell cause no one would hear their sad warning
Heres a song to those who are gone with never a reason why
And a toast of the wine at the end of the line
And a toll of the bell for the next one to die
In old alabama, in old mississippi
Two states of the union so often found guilty
They came on the busses, they came on the marches
And they lay in the jails or they fell by the highway
Heres a song to those who are gone with never a reason why
And a toast of the wine at the end of the line
And a toll of the bell for the next one to die
The state it was texas, the town it was dallas
In the flash of a rifle a life was soon over
And nobody thought of the past million murders
And the long list of irony(? ) had found a new champion
Heres a song to those who are gone with never a reason why
And a toast of the wine at the end of the line
And a toll of the bell for the next one to die
/pre>

Phil Ochs - Another Age - lyrics

Pre>tuning: one semitone lower than standard
Intro: am- f g am- f g
Am e am e am
Theres a man walking round the island with a snake cane
Am e am e am
He picked it up in thailand from a hurricane
C g
And you know hes not gonna go there
F g
Hes been one time too long
C am
Now all the gods are gone (though the game is gone)
The younger boys are drowning in a shallow sea
The night belongs to snipers in palm trees
And their sabres flashed like lightning
In the charge of the last brigade
They must have been afraid
E
Soldiers have their sorrow
F
The wretched have their rage
Dm g
Pray for the aged its the dawn of another age
Am
Of another age
C
Of another age
Am
Of another age
The blood running down the blackboard on a blank(? ) screen (in a thin stream? )
The convicts shake their cages of a bad dream
And theyll coach you in the classroom that it cannot happen here
But it has happened here
I remember nothing that I memorized (the *****roach cops are crawling on a battle ground)
I got my education from a black eye (the shields are in the shadows, its a college town)
And theyll teach you law and order
If you dare to raise your hand
Spare the glove and spoil the man
Soldiers have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
Its the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Thomas paine and jesse james are old friends
And robin hood is riding on the road again
We were born in a revolution and we died in a wasted war
Its gone that way before
The dogs are chasing chicken bones across the lawn
If that was an election, Im a viet cong
So I pledge allegiance against the flag
And the (fall,flaw,cloth? ) for which it stands
Ill raise/raze it if I can (pledge allegiance to the land)
Soldier have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
Its the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age /pre>

Phil Ochs - As I Walk Alone - lyrics

As I walk alone
Through each troubled day
I hope the lord above will help guide my way
Guide my way
As I walk alone
Through the valleys I will roam
Searching for the rivers leading to my home
To my home
As I walk alone
Listening to the wise men from the years of old
Trying to remember the words the Bible told
As I walk alone
Towards heaven I will fly
If the devil calls me Ill pass him by
Pass him by
As I walk alone
As I walk alone
Ill pass him by
view more Phil Ochs lyrics