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Joan Baez by ‘Les Paul’s’ (The Paul’s) from the album The Chelsea Hotel#2
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Joan Baez lyrics
You were born gifted
With the voice of a Meadowlark
You were loved and respected by everyone
And became the folk scene’s Queen Matriarch
Your Mexican father and Scottish mother
Taught you to care about one another
To speak out for those abused and forgotten
For all those victims oppressed and downtrodden
You met Leonard at The Chelsea in 61
When your careers had only just begun
Then it was a run down dive in truth
Near you a junkie threw up in the phone booth
You were with Bobby but he married her
Things could never be as they were
He had so many places to go
To wherever the wind blows
Though the winds of the old days
Will stay in the memory always
Will stay in the memory always
The voice of an angel calling through the mist
Close your eyes and make a wish
But say goodbye let him go
You lost him to the wind a long time ago
But no matter what the winds of the old days
Wll stay in the memory always
Wll stay in the memory always
You were always humble and polite
You stood up for people’s human rights
Was never afraid to say what’s true
May all of humanity bless you
May you always be forever young at heart
May your warm smile never ever depart
You cross paths now and then when you play
Things can never be as they were in the old days
The voice of an angel calling through the mist
Close your eyes and make a wish
But say goodbye and let his memory go
You lost him to the wind a long time ago
But no matter what the winds of the old days
Wll stay in the memory always
Wll stay in the memory always
The voice of an angel calling through the mist
Close your eyes and make a wish
But say goodbye let him go
You lost him to the wind a long time ago
But no matter what the winds of the old days
Wll stay in the memory always
Wll stay in the memory always
Paul Robert Thomas
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