From Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man Lyrics & Chords By Joan Baez

Come all you fair and tender girls that flourish in your prime, Beware, beware, keep your garden fair Let no man steal your thyme, Let no man steal your thyme. For when your...read more

(Rosanne Cash) That was the summer that followed the spring The sad anniversary of a thousand old things I was letting them go The words of Collette and a strange new perfume ...read more

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In Guernica the dead children were layed out in order on the sidewalk In their white starched dresses In their pitiful white dresses On their foreheads and breasts the little...read more

To Canaan's land I'm on my way Where the soul (of man) never dies My darkest night will turn to day Where the soul (of man) never dies No sad farewells No tear dimmed...read more