Is there anybody here who'd like to change his clothes into a uniform?. Is there anybody here who thinks they're only serving on a raging storm?. Is there anybody here with glory in their eyes.
In the heat of the summer. When the pavements were burning. The soul of a city was ravaged in the night. After the city sun was sinkin'. . Now no one knows how it started.
Pre>e g#m. Sometime's I feel that the world isn't mine. C#m f b. It feeds on my hunger and tears on my time. E. And I'm tired,. C#m. Yes, I'm tired. E g#m.
Pre>intro : g f c d. . G f c d. Meet the king of cowboys, he rides a pale pony. G f c d b. He fights the bad boys brings them to their knees. C. He patrols the highways from the air.
Oh, I marched to the battle of New Orleans. At the end of the early British war. The young land started growing. The young blood started flowing. But I ain't marching anymore.
Phil Ochs. Is there anybody here who'd like to change his clothes into a uniform. Is there anybody here who thinks they're only serving on a raging storm.
Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans. At the end of the early British war. The young land started growing. The young blood started flowing. But I ain't marchin' anymore.
Is there anybody here who'd like to change his clothes into a uniform?. Is there anybody here who thinks they're only serving on a raging storm?. Is there anybody here with glory in their eyes.