Subject: Phil Ochs: I ain´t marching anymore From: peter.j.kuehn@t-online.de Date: 03 Jan 98 - 02:54 PM I'm looking for the lyrics of Phil Ochs's CD: "I Ain't Marching Anymore" with the following titles (e.g.) Ballad of the Carpenter Days of Decision I Ain't Marching Anymore In the Heart of the Summer Links on the Chain That Was the President Ciao |
Subject: RE: Phil Ochs: I ain´t marching anymore From: Joe Offer Date: 03 Jan 98 - 03:21 PM Here's a pretty good Phil Ochs site: http://www.cs.pdx.edu/~trent/ochs/. Click on the URL, and I think you'll find what you're looking for. If you search under "ochs" in the upper-right corner of this page, you'll find several Phil Ochs songs. -Joe Offer- |
Subject: RE: Phil Ochs: I ain´t marching anymore From: Susan of DT Date: 03 Jan 98 - 04:36 PM We have "I Ain't Marchin' Any More" right here in the DT. Which Carpenter? Somewhere I have That was the President. I'll look for it |
Subject: RE: Phil Ochs: I ain´t marching anymore From: rich r Date: 03 Jan 98 - 11:42 PM Ballad of the Carpenter I think was written by Ewan MacColl. The version that Ochs recorded differed slightly in the lyrics from the one published in Sing Out! and also recorded by Ewan & Peggy Seeger. Since it wasn't written by Ochs, it might not be at the Ochs site listed (Of course I haven't actually looked) rich r |
Subject: Tune Add: I AIN'T MARCHING ANYMORE (Phil Ochs) From: OldPossum Date: 18 May 03 - 05:47 PM I suppose this is as good a place as any to post the tune for I Ain't Marching Anymore by Phil Ochs. I have used some unusual symbols in the w: tags for this one, so if that causes any problems, please let me know about it. X:48 T:I Ain't Marching Anymore B:The Complete Phil Ochs: Chords of Fame C:Phil Ochs N:filename[ AINTMRCH N:This one was not in missing tunes file M:C| L:1/4 K:G d d |: d2 d d | (c B) A G | A2 D2 | w: Oh I|marched to the|Bat-_tle of|New Or-| w: *|killed my |share_ of_|Ind-i-| D2 D D | d2 d d | c B A<G | A4-|A z1 D2 | w: leans At the|end of the|ear-ly Brit-ish|war_ The| w: ans in a|thous-and_|dif-fer-ent_|fights_ I~heard| d d d d | (c B) A B | c c c c | (B A) G G | w: young land start-ed|grow-_ing the|young blood start-ed|flow-_ing But| w: man-y men a|ly-ing I saw|man-y more a|dy-_ing And| e2 e2 | e d c B | A4-|1 A2 d d :|2 A2 z1 B| w: I ain't|march-ing an-y|more._ For I| w: I ain't|march-ing an-y|***|more. It's| % interlude: || c c2 c | c3 c | B B B A | w: al-ways the|old to|lead us to the| G4 | c c2 c | B2 B2 | A4-| w: war|Al-ways the|young to|fall| A3 B | c c c c | c2 c c | w: _Now|look at all we|won with a| B B B A | G4 | e e e e | w: sa-bre and a|gun|Tell me was it| c2 B2 | A4-|A2 z2 || w: worth it|all?|| |
Subject: ADD: Crucifixion (Phil Ochs) From: Joe Offer Date: 14 Aug 16 - 11:46 PM I first heard the Phil Ochs song "Crucifixion" on a 1967 recording by Glenn Yarbrough. YOu can hear it here: I found the lyrics at a Website that has a very nice collection of Phil Ochs lyrics: CRUCIFIXION (Words and Music by Phil Ochs) And the night comes again to the circle studded sky In the green fields of turning, a baby is born Chorus: Images of innocence charge him to go on So he stands on the sea, and he shouts to the shore Chorus Then his message gathers meaning and it spreads across the land The Spanish bulls are beaten, the crowd is soon beguiled Chorus Then the overflow of life is crushed into a liar They say they can't believe it, "It's a sacreligious shame Chorus Time takes her toll and the memory fades The eyes of the rebel have been branded by the blind Chorus And the night comes again to the circle studded sky NotesCopyright © 1966, 1968 Barricade Music Inc., New York, N.Y. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Songs by Phil Ochs From: GUEST,threelegsoman Date: 15 Aug 16 - 09:12 PM Some of the songs you are after are included in my playlist of Phil Ochs song which include lyrics and chords: Phil Ochs playlist |
Subject: Lyr Add: TALKING AIRPLANE DISASTER (Phil Ochs) From: Jim Dixon Date: 05 Dec 17 - 11:21 AM Someone mentioned this in another thread, and since we didn't already have it, I figured I ought to post it somewhere--like here. TALKING AIRPLANE DISASTER As recorded by Phil Ochs on "The Early Years" (2006). Well, once I heard some people say: "If you gotta travel there's just one way. You gotta leave the ground, gotta go through the air, Gotta find a pilot and pay your fare. You gotta sail through the sky."* In other words, you gotta fly. Yes, statistics show it's the way to go. Well, it's safer than your car, you know. Yes, it's safer than your home, safer than your street, About the safest place to put your feet. Statistics don't lie, But statistics don't die either. Well, once I heard Bob Dylan say: "You gotta take a train; it's the only way. Well, nothing ever happens to trains at all." There was just one accident he could recall: A plane crashed into it. People flyin' in all directions then. So one day when the sky was blue, I boarded a plane and off we flew. Well, I looked out the window, insurance in my hand, Just like Columbus searchin' for land, Swearin' I'd never fly again, Just like the last time. And then one o' them stewardesses ambled by, And suddenly I wasn't afraid to die. Well, she brought me coffee, pillows and tea, Said: "You're safe as you could be." She said: "There's nothin' to worry about." Then she flew out the door somebody forgot to close right. Well, the plane kept goin' higher an' higher. I could swear both the wings were on fire, So I opened up the cockpit door. The pilot was a-layin' on the floor With the other stewardess. Said: "Fly now an' pay later." Then the plane dropped down about a mile or two. She lurched about; I swore I was through. Well, my stomach was heavin'; it was tied in a knot. A little paper bag was all I got. That's the bag I'm in. Pilot said we hit an air pocket. Must 'a' been a pocket with an awful big hole in it. Well, at last the trip was near the end. The airport was comin' around the bend, But all my anxious eyes could see Was a thousand planes in the vicinity. They was landin' an' leavin' an' wavin' at each other, Wing to wing and brother to brother. Well, the pilot was swearin' an' swervin' around, But he said: "Don't worry, gang; we have radar somewhere on the ground." I wasn't worried. I was crawlin' up the aisle screamin': "Jesus, save!" Well, the trip didn't do me too much harm, But I did spend a year on the happy farm. Well, they couldn't understand why I kissed the ground, Chewed the concrete, swallowed it down. Sure tasted good, Like LaGuardia dirt should. * I couldn't tell where the quote was supposed to end, so I arbitrarily put the quotation mark here.--JD |
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