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DISCID=8c0f0a0b
DTITLE=Bob Dylan / MTV Unplugged
TTITLE0=Tombstone Blues
TTITLE1=Shooting Star
TTITLE2=All Along the Watchtower
TTITLE3=The Times They Are A-Changin'
TTITLE4=John Brown
TTITLE5=Rainy Day Women #12 & 35
TTITLE6=Desolation Row
TTITLE7=Dignity
TTITLE8=Knockin' On Heaven's Door
TTITLE9=Like A Rolling Stone
TTITLE10=With God On Our SIde
EXTD=Musicians:\n\n\tTony Garnier - Bass\n\tJohn Jackson - Guitar\n\tBucky B
EXTD=axter - Pedal Steel, Dobro\n\tWinston Watson - Drums\n\tBrendan O'Br
EXTD=ien - Hammond Organ
EXTT0=The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course\nThe city father
EXTT0=s they're trying to endorse\nthe reincarnation of Paul Revere's h
EXTT0=orse\nBut the town has no need to be nervous\nThe ghost of Belle S
EXTT0=tarr she hands down her wits\nTo Jezebel the nun she violently kn
EXTT0=its\na bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits\nat the head of the c
EXTT0=hamber of commerce\nMama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes
EXTT0=\nDaddy's in the alley, he's lookin for food\nI'm in the kitchen w
EXTT0=ith the tombstone blues\n\nThe hysterical bride in the penny arcad
EXTT0=e\nScreaming she moans "I've just been made"\nthen sends out for t
EXTT0=he doctor who pulls down the shade\nand says "My advice is to not
EXTT0= let the boys in"\nNow the medicine man comes and he shuffles ins
EXTT0=ide\nHe walks with a swagger and he says to the bride\n"Stop all t
EXTT0=his weeping, swallow your pride\nYou will not die, it's not poiso
EXTT0=n"\nMama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes\nDaddy's in the 
EXTT0=alley, he's lookin for food\nI'm in the kitchen with the tombston
EXTT0=e blues\n\nWell John the Baptist after torturing a thief\nlooks up 
EXTT0=at his hero the Commander-in-Chief\nsaying "Tell me great hero, b
EXTT0=ut please make it brief\nIs there a hole for me to get sick in?\nT
EXTT0=he Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly\nSaying "De
EXTT0=ath to all those who would whimper and cry"\nand dropping a barbe
EXTT0=ll he points to the sky\nsaying "The sun's not yellow, it's chick
EXTT0=en"\nMama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes\nDaddy's in the
EXTT0= alley, he's lookin for food\nI'm in the kitchen with the tombsto
EXTT0=ne blues\n\nThe king of the Philistines his soldiers to save\nput j
EXTT0=awbones on their tombstones and flatters their gravs\nPuts the pi
EXTT0=ed pipers in prison and fattens the slaves\nthen sends them out t
EXTT0=o the jungle\nGypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their cam
EXTT0=ps\nWith his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps\nwith a fan
EXTT0=tastic collection of stamps\nto win friends and influence his unc
EXTT0=le\nMama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes\nDaddy's in the 
EXTT0=alley, he's lookin for food\nI'm in the kitchen with the tombston
EXTT0=e blues\n\nThe geometry of innocent flesh on the bone\ncauses Galil
EXTT0=eo's math book to get thrown\nat Delilah who's sitting worthlessl
EXTT0=y alone\nBut the tears on her cheeks are from laughter\nNow I wish
EXTT0= I could give Brother Bill his great thrill\nI would set him in c
EXTT0=hains at the top of the hill\nthen send out for some pillars and 
EXTT0=Cecil B. DeMille\nHe could die happily ever after\nMama's in the f
EXTT0=actory, she ain't got no shoes\nDaddy's in the alley, he's lookin
EXTT0= for food\nI'm in the kitchen with the tombstone blues
EXTT1=Seen a shooting star tonight\nAnd I thought of you.\nYou were tryi
EXTT1=ng to break into another world\nA world I never knew.\nI always ki
EXTT1=nd of wondered\nIf you ever made it through.\nSeen a shooting star
EXTT1= tonight\nAnd I thought of you.\n\nSeen a shooting star tonight\nAnd
EXTT1= I thought of me.\nIf I was still the same\nIf I ever became what 
EXTT1=you wanted me to be\nDid I miss the mark or\nOver-step the line\nTh
EXTT1=at only you could see?\nSeen a shooting star tonight\nAnd I though
EXTT1=t of me.\n\nListen to the engine, listen to the bell,\nAs the last 
EXTT1=fire truck from hell\nGoes rolling by, all good people are prayin
EXTT1=g.\nIt's the last temptation\nThe last account\nThe last time you m
EXTT1=ight hear the sermon on the mount,\nThe last radio is playing.\n\nS
EXTT1=een a shooting star tonight\nSlip away.\nTomorrow will be another 
EXTT1=day.\nGuess it's too late to say the things to you\nThat you neede
EXTT1=d to hear me say.\nSeen a shooting star star tonight\nSlip away.
EXTT2="There must be some way out of here,"\nsaid the joker to the thie
EXTT2=f,\n"There's too much confusion,\nI can't get no relief\nBusinessme
EXTT2=n they drink my wine,\nplowmen dig my earth\nNone of them along th
EXTT2=e line know what any of it is worth"\n\n"No reason to get excited,
EXTT2="\nthe thief, he kindly spoke\n"There are many among us\nwho feel t
EXTT2=hat life is but a joke\nBut you and I, we've been through that\nan
EXTT2=d this is not our fate\nSo let us not talk falsely now, the hour 
EXTT2=is getting late"\n\nAll along the watchtower\nPrinces kept the view
EXTT2=\nWhile all the women came and went\nBarefoot servants, too\n\nOutsi
EXTT2=de in the distance\nA wildcat did growl\nTwo riders were approachi
EXTT2=ng\nThe wind began to howl
EXTT3=Come gather round people wherever you roam\nAnd admit that the wa
EXTT3=ters around you have grown\nAnd accept it that soon you'll be dre
EXTT3=nched to the bone\nIf your time to you is worth saving\nThen you'd
EXTT3= better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone\nFor the times
EXTT3=, they are a changing\n\nCome writers and critics who prophesize w
EXTT3=ith your pens\nAnd keep your eyes open, the chance won't come aga
EXTT3=in\nAnd don't speak too soon, the wheel's still in spin\nAnd there
EXTT3='s no telling who that it's naming\nOh the loser will be later to
EXTT3= win\nFor the times, they are a changing\n\nCome senators, congress
EXTT3=men, please head the call\nDon't stand in the doorway, don't bloc
EXTT3=k up the hall\nFor he that gets hurt will be her that has stalled
EXTT3=\nThe battle outside ragging will soon shake your windows\nAnd rat
EXTT3=tle your hall\nFor the times, they are a changing\n\nCome mothers a
EXTT3=nd fathers all over this land\nAnd don't criticize what you can't
EXTT3= understand\nYour sons and your daughter are beyond your command\n
EXTT3=Your old role is rapidly aging\nPlease get out of the new one if 
EXTT3=you can't lend a hand\nFor the times they are a changing\n\nThe lin
EXTT3=e, it is drawn, the curse, it is cast\nThe slow one will later be
EXTT3= fast\nAnd the present now will soon be the past\nThe order is rap
EXTT3=idly fading\nThe first one now will later be last\nFor the times, 
EXTT3=they are a changing
EXTT4=John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore.\nHis Mama
EXTT4= sure was proud of him!\nHe stood straight and tall in his unifor
EXTT4=m and all.\nHis mamma's face broke out all in a grin.\n\n"Oh son, y
EXTT4=ou look so fine.  I'm glad you're a son of mine.\nYou make me pro
EXTT4=ud to know you hold a gun.\nDo what the captain says.  Lots of me
EXTT4=dals you will get.\nAnd we'll put them on the wall when you come 
EXTT4=home."\n\nAs that old train pulled out, John's Ma began to shout,\n
EXTT4=Tellin' ev'ryone in the neighborhood:\n"That's my son that's abou
EXTT4=t to go.  He's a soldier now, you know."\nShe made well sure her 
EXTT4=neighbors understood.\n\nShe got a letter once in a while and her 
EXTT4=face broke into a smile\nAs she showed them to the people from ne
EXTT4=xt door.\nAnd she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun.
EXTT4=\nAnd these things you called a good old-fashioned war.\n\nOh!  Goo
EXTT4=d old-fashioned war!\n\nThen the letters eased to come.  For a lon
EXTT4=g time they did not come.\nThey ceased to come for about ten mont
EXTT4=hs or more.\nThen a letter finally cam saying, "Go down and meet 
EXTT4=the train.\nYour son's a-coming home from the war."\n\nShe smiled a
EXTT4=nd went right down, she looked everywhere around\nBut she could n
EXTT4=ot see her soldier son in sight.\nBut as all the people passed sh
EXTT4=e saw here son at last,\nwhen she did she could hardly believe he
EXTT4=re eyes.\n\nOh his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown
EXTT4= off\nAnd we wore a metal brace around his waist.\nHe whispered ki
EXTT4=nd of slow, in a voice she did not know.\nWhile she couldn't even
EXTT4= recognize his face!\n\nOh! Lord! Not even recognize his face.\n\n"O
EXTT4=h tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done.\nHow is i
EXTT4=t you come to be this way?"\nHe tried his best to talk but his mo
EXTT4=uth could hardly move\nand the mother had to turn her face away.\n
EXTT4=\n"Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war\nYou thought it 
EXTT4=was the best thing I could do?\nI was on the battleground, you we
EXTT4=re home...acting proud.\nYou wasn't there standing in my shoes."\n
EXTT4=\n"Oh, and I thought when I as there, God, what am I doing here?\n
EXTT4=I'm a-trying to kill somebody or die tryin'.\nBut the thing that 
EXTT4=scared me most was when my enemy comae close\nAnd I saw that his 
EXTT4=face looked just like mine."\n\nOh! Lord! Just like mine!\n\n"And I 
EXTT4=couldn't help but think.\nThrough the thunder rolling and stink.\n
EXTT4=That I was just a puppet in a play.\nAnd through the roar and smo
EXTT4=ke, this string is finally broke.\nAnd a cannon ball blew my eyes
EXTT4= away."\n\nAs he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock\nAt
EXTT4= seein' the metal brace that helped him stand.\nBut as he turned 
EXTT4=to go, he called his mother close\nAnd he dropped his medals down
EXTT4= into her hand.
EXTT5=Well, they'll stone you when you're trying to be so good\nThey'll
EXTT5= stone you just like they said they would\nThey'll stone you when
EXTT5= you're trying to go home\nThen they'll stone you when you're the
EXTT5=re all alone\nBut I would not feel so all alone\nEverybody must ge
EXTT5=t stoned\n\nWell, they'll stone you when you're walking on the str
EXTT5=eet\nThey'll stone you when you're trying to keep your seat\nThey'
EXTT5=ll stone you when you're walking on the floor\nThey'll stone you 
EXTT5=when you're walking through the door\nBut I would not feel so all
EXTT5= alone\nEverybody must get stoned\n\nThey'll stone you when you're 
EXTT5=at the breakfast table\nThey'll stone you when you are 'ung and a
EXTT5=ble\nThey'll stone you when you're trying to make a buck\nThey'll 
EXTT5=stone you and then they'll say good luck\nHey, but I would not fe
EXTT5=el so all alone\nEverybody must get stoned\n\nWell, they'll stone y
EXTT5=ou and say that it's the end\nThen they'll stone you and then the
EXTT5=y'll come back again\nThey'll stone you when you're riding in you
EXTT5=r car\nThey'll stone you when you're playing your guitar\nYes, but
EXTT5= I would not feel so all alone\nEverybody must get stoned\n\nWell, 
EXTT5=they'll stone you when you are all alone\nThey'll stone you when 
EXTT5=you are walking home\nThey'll stone you and then say they are bra
EXTT5=ve\nThey'll stone you when you're set down in your grave\nBut I wo
EXTT5=uld not feel so alone\nEverybody must get stoned
EXTT6=They're selling postcards of the hanging\nThey're painting the pa
EXTT6=ssports brown\nThe beauty parlor is filled with sailors\nThe circu
EXTT6=s is in town\nHere comes the blind commissioner\nThey've got him i
EXTT6=n a trance\nOne hand is tied to the tight rope walker\nThe other i
EXTT6=s in his pants\nAnd the riot squad they're restless\nThey need som
EXTT6=ewhere to go\nAs Lady and I look out tonight\nFrom Desolation Row\n
EXTT6=\nCinderella, she seems so easy\n"It takes one to know one," she s
EXTT6=miles\nAnd puts her hands in her back pockets\nBette Davis style\nA
EXTT6=nd in comes Romeo, he's moaning\n"You Belong to Me I Believe"\nAnd
EXTT6= someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend\nYou Better 
EXTT6=leave"\nAnd the only sound that's left\nAfter the ambulances go\nIs
EXTT6= Cinderella sweeping up\nOn Desolation Row\n\nNow the moon is almos
EXTT6=t hidden\nThe stars are beginning to hide\nthe fortune telling lad
EXTT6=y\nHas even taken all her things inside\nAll except for Cain and A
EXTT6=bel\nAnd the hunchback of Notre Dame\nEverybody is making love\nOr 
EXTT6=else expecting rain\nAnd the Good Samaritan, he's dressing\nHe's g
EXTT6=etting ready for the show\nHe's going to the carnival tonight\nOn 
EXTT6=Desolation Row\n\nOphelia, she's 'neath the window\nFor her I feel 
EXTT6=so afraid\nOn her twenty second birthday\nShe already is an old ma
EXTT6=id\nTo her, death is quite romantic\nShe wears an iron vest\nHer pr
EXTT6=ofession's her religion\nHer sin is her lifelessness\nAnd though h
EXTT6=er eyes are fixed upon\nNoah's great rainbow\nShe spends her time 
EXTT6=peeking\nInto Desolation Row\n\nEinstein, disguised as Robin Hood\nW
EXTT6=ith his memories in a trunk\nPassed this way an hour ago\nWith his
EXTT6= friend, a jealous monk\nHe looked so immaculately frightful\nAs h
EXTT6=e bummed a cigarette\nAnd he went off sniffing drain pipes\nAnd re
EXTT6=citing the alphabet\nNow you would not think to look at him\nBut h
EXTT6=e was famous long ago\nFor playing the electric violin\nOn Desolat
EXTT6=ion Row\n\nDr. Filth, he keeps his world\nInside of a leather cup\nB
EXTT6=ut all his sexless patients\nThey're trying to blow it up\nNow his
EXTT6= nurse, some local loser\nShe's in charge of the cynanide hole\nAn
EXTT6=d she also keeps the cards that read\n"Have Mercy on His Soul"\nTh
EXTT6=ey all play on the penny whistle\nYou can hear them blow\nIf you l
EXTT6=ean your head out far enough\nFrom Desolation Row\n\nAcross the str
EXTT6=eet they've nailed the curtains\nThey're getting ready for the fe
EXTT6=ast\nThe Phantom of the Opera\nIn a perfect image of a priest\nThey
EXTT6='re spoon feeding Casanova\nTo get him to feel more assured\nThen 
EXTT6=they'll kill him with self confidence\nAfter poisoning him with w
EXTT6=ords\nAnd the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls\n"Get Outa Here I
EXTT6=f You Don't Know\nCasanova is just being punished for going\nTo De
EXTT6=solation Row\n\nAt midnight all the agents\nAnd the superhuman crew
EXTT6=\nCome out and round up everyone\nThat knows more than they do\nThe
EXTT6=n they bring them to the factory\nWhere the heart attack machine\n
EXTT6=Is strapped across their shoulders\nAnd then the kerosene\nIs brou
EXTT6=ght down from the castles\nBy insurance men who go\nCheck to see t
EXTT6=hat nobody is escaping\nTo Desolation Row\n\nPraise be to Nero's Ne
EXTT6=ptune\nThe Titanic sails at dawn\nEverybody's shouting\n"Which Side
EXTT6= Are You On?"\nAnd Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot\nFighting in the capt
EXTT6=ain's tower\nWhile calypso singers laugh at them\nAnd fishermen ho
EXTT6=ld flowers\nBetween the windows of the sea\nWhere lovely mermaids 
EXTT6=flow\nAnd nobody has to think too much\nAbout Desolation Row\n\nYes,
EXTT6= I received your letter yesterday\nAbout the time the door knob b
EXTT6=roke\nWhen you asked me how I was doing\nWas that some kind of jok
EXTT6=e\nAll these people that you mention\nYes, I know them, they're qu
EXTT6=ite lame\nI had to rearrange their faces\nAnd give them all anothe
EXTT6=r name\nRight now, I can't read too good\nDon't send me no more le
EXTT6=tters no\nNot unless you mail them\nFrom Desolation Row\n
EXTT7=Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel\nThin man lookin' at his last
EXTT7= meal\nHollow man lookin' in a cottonfield\nFor dignity\n\nWise man 
EXTT7=lookin' in a blade of grass\nYoung man lookin' in the shadows tha
EXTT7=t pass\nPoor man lookin' through painted glass\nFor dignity\n\nSomeb
EXTT7=ody got murdered on New Year's Eve\nSomebody said dignity was the
EXTT7= first to leave\nI went into the city, went into the town\nWent in
EXTT7=to the land of the midnight sun\n\nSearchin' high, searchin' low\nS
EXTT7=earchin' everywhere I know\nAskin' the cops wherever I go\nHave yo
EXTT7=u seen dignity?\n\nBlind man breakin' out of a trance\nPuts both hi
EXTT7=s hands in the pockets of chance\nHopin' to find out circumstance
EXTT7=\nOr dignity\n\nI went to the wedding of Mary-Lou\nShe said "I don't
EXTT7= want nobody see me talkin' to you"\nSaid she could get killed if
EXTT7= she told me what she knew\nAbout dignity\n\nI went down where the 
EXTT7=vultures feed\nI would've gone deeper, but there wasn't any need\n
EXTT7=Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men\nWasn't any di
EXTT7=fference to me\n\nChilly wind sharp as a razor blade\nHouse on fire
EXTT7=, debts unpaid\nGonna stand at the window, gonna ask that maid\nHa
EXTT7=ve you seen dignity\n\nDrinkin' man listens to the voice he hears\n
EXTT7=In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors\nLookin' into the lo
EXTT7=st forgotten years\nFor dignity\n\nMet Prince Phillip at the home o
EXTT7=f the bluesFootprints runnin' cross the silver sand\nSteps goin' 
EXTT7=down into tattoo land\nI met the sons of darkness and the sons of
EXTT7= light\nIn the boarder towns of despair\n\nGot no place to face, go
EXTT7=t no coat\nI'm on the rolloin' river in a jerkin' boat\nTryin' to 
EXTT7=read a note somebody wrote\nAbout dignity\n\nSick man lookin' for t
EXTT7=he doctor's cure\nLookin' at his hands for the lines that were\nAn
EXTT7=d into every masterpiece of literature\nFor dignity\n\nEnglishman s
EXTT7=tranded in the blackheart wind\nCombin' his hair back, his future
EXTT7= looks thin\nBites the bullet and he looks within\nFor dignity\n\nSo
EXTT7=meone showed me a picture and I just laughed\nDignity never been 
EXTT7=photographed\nI went into the red, went into the black\nInto the v
EXTT7=alley of dry bone dreams\n\nSo may roads, so much at stake\nSo many
EXTT7= dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake\nSometimes I wonder what 
EXTT7=it's gonna take\nTo find dignity\nSaid he'd give me information if
EXTT7= his name hasn't used\nHe wanted money up front, said he was abus
EXTT7=ed\nBy dignity\n\n
EXTT8=Mama, take this badge off of me\nI can't use it anymore.\nIt's get
EXTT8=tin' dark, too dark to see\nAnd I feel like I'm knockin' on heave
EXTT8=n's door\n\n   Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door\n   Knock, k
EXTT8=nock, knockin' on heaven's door\n   Knock, knock, knockin' on hea
EXTT8=ven's door\n   Just like so may times before\n\nMama wipe the blood
EXTT8= out of my face\nI just can't see through it anymore\nGotta a long
EXTT8= black feelin' and it's hard to trace\nAnd I feel like I'm knocki
EXTT8=n' on heaven's door\n\n   Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door\n
EXTT8=   Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door\n   Knock, knock, knoc
EXTT8=kin' on heaven's door\n   Just like so may times before\n\nMama, pu
EXTT8=t my guns in to the ground\nI just can't fire them anymore.\nThat 
EXTT8=long black train is pullin' on down\nI feel like I'm knockin' on 
EXTT8=heaven's door.\n\n   Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door\n   Kn
EXTT8=ock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door\n   Knock, knock, knockin' 
EXTT8=on heaven's door\n   Just like so may times before
EXTT9=Once upon a time you dressed so fine\nthrew the bums a dime in yo
EXTT9=ur prime, didn't you?\nPeople'd call, say "Beware doll, you're bo
EXTT9=und to fall"\nYou thought they were all a kiddin' you\nYou used to
EXTT9= laugh about\nEverybody that was hangin out\nNow you don't talk so
EXTT9= loud\nNow you don't seem so proud\nAbout having to be scrounging 
EXTT9=your next meal\n\nHow does it feel, How does it feel\nTo be without
EXTT9= a home, like a complete unknown\nLike a rolling stone?\n\nYou've g
EXTT9=one to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely\nBut you know you
EXTT9= only used to get juiced in it\nNobody has ever taught you how to
EXTT9= live out on the street\nAnd now you're gonna have to get used to
EXTT9= it\nYou say you never compromise\nWith the mystery tramp, but now
EXTT9= you realize\nHe's not selling any alibis\nAs you stare into the v
EXTT9=acuum of his eyes\nAnd say "Do you want to make a deal?"\n\nHow doe
EXTT9=s it feel, How does it feel\nTo be on your own, with no direction
EXTT9= home\nA complete unknown\nLike a rolling stone?\n\nYou never turned
EXTT9= around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns\nWhen th
EXTT9=ey all did tricks for you\nYou never understood that it ain't no 
EXTT9=good\nYou shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you\nYou u
EXTT9=sed to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat\nWho carried o
EXTT9=n his shoulder a Siamese cat\nAin't it hard when you discover tha
EXTT9=t\nHe really wasn't where it's at\nAfter he took from you everythi
EXTT9=ng he could steal.\n\nHow does it feel, How does it feel\nTo be on 
EXTT9=your own, with no direction home\nLike a complete unknown\nLike a 
EXTT9=rolling stone?\n\nPrincess on the steeple and all the pretty peopl
EXTT9=e\nThey're all drinkin' thinkin that they got it made\nExchanging 
EXTT9=all precious gifts\nBut you'd better lift your diamond ring, you 
EXTT9=better pawn it babe\nYou used to be so amused\nAt Napoleon in rags
EXTT9= and the language that he used\nGo to him now, he calls you, you 
EXTT9=can't refuse\nWhen you ain't got nothin you got nothin to lose\nYo
EXTT9=u're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.\n\nHow does it 
EXTT9=feel, How does it feel\nTo be on your own, with no direction home
EXTT9=\nLike a complete unknown\nLike a rolling stone?
EXTT10=Oh my name it ain't nothin'\nMy age it means less\nThe country I c
EXTT10=ome from\nIs called the Midwest\nI's taught and brought up there\nT
EXTT10=he laws to abide\nThat the land that I live in\nHas God on its sid
EXTT10=e\n\nOh the history books tell it\nThey tell it so well\nThe calvari
EXTT10=es charged\nThe Indians fell\nThe calvaries charged\nThe Indians di
EXTT10=ed\nOh the country was young\nWith God on its side.\n\nThe Spanish A
EXTT10=merican\nWar had its day\nAnd the Civil War too was\nSoon laid away
EXTT10=\nAnd the names of the heroes\nI was made to memorize\nWith guns in
EXTT10= their hands\nAnd God on their side.\n\nThe First World War, boys\nI
EXTT10=t came an it went\nThe reason for fighting\nI never did get\nBut I 
EXTT10=learned to accept it\nAccept it with pride\nFor you don't count th
EXTT10=e dead\nWhen God's on your side.\n\nThe Second World War boys,\nIt c
EXTT10=ame to an end\nWe forgave the Germans\nAnd then we were friends\nTh
EXTT10=ough they murdered six million\nIn the ovens they fried\nThe Germa
EXTT10=ns now too have\nGod on their side.\n\nIn the 1960's\nCame the Vietn
EXTT10=am War\nCan somebody tell me\nWhat we're fighting for\nSo many youn
EXTT10=g men died\nSo many young mothers cried\nNow I ask the question\nWa
EXTT10=s God on our side\n\nI've learned to hate Russians\nAll through my 
EXTT10=whole life\nIf another war comes\nIt's them we must fight\nTo hate 
EXTT10=them and fear them\nTo run and to hide\nYou never ask questions\nWh
EXTT10=en God's on your side.\n\nThrough a many a dark hour\nI've been thi
EXTT10=nking 'bout this\nThat Jesus Christ was\nBetrayed by a kiss\nBut I 
EXTT10=can't think for you\nYou'll have to decide\nWhether Judas Iscariot
EXTT10= had\nGod on his side.\n\nNow as I'm leavin'\nI'm weary as Hell\nThe 
EXTT10=confusion I'm feelin'\nAin't no tongue can tell\nThe words fill my
EXTT10= head\nAnd they fall to the floor\nThat if God is on our side\nHe'l
EXTT10=l stop the next war.
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