Joan Baez
Joan Baez

p>Yes, your father and Bartolo
They have fallen
And yesterday they fought and fell
But in the quest for joy and freedom
And in the struggle of this life you'll find
That there is love and sometimes more
Yes, in the struggle you will find
That you can love and be loved alsoForgive me all who are my friends
I am with you
I beg of you, do not cry

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

Here's to you, Nicola and Bart
Rest forever here in our hearts
The last and final moment is yours
That agony is your triumph

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

Well you burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the half-shell
Would keep you unharmed

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

p> Against us is the law
With its immensity of strength and power
Against us is the law!
Police know how to make a man
A guilty or an innocent
Against us is the power of police!
The shameless lies that men have told
Will ever more be paid in gold
Against us is the power of the gold!
Against us is racial hatred
And the simple fact that we are poorMy father dear, I am a

prisoner
Don't be ashamed to tell my crime
The crime of love and brotherhood
And only silence is shame

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

Some Vietnam veterans have told me what they did over there when they were animals. They have been giving testimony about it to the public, to juries, to judges. Some of the juries cry, and so do some of the judges.
One Ex-Marine has a face like a Puerto Rican angel and a body count of 390. That means he and his unit killed 390 people in a variety of hideous ways, and the angel got to go count

the dead bodies for the record.
And now he and a lot of his buddies are trying to make up for what we made them do. We paid the taxes that bought the war that hired the men and dropped the fire that burned the huts and killed the people who then were the bodies that Scott counted. It's a rotten thing to brainwash someone into doing the dirty part of killing while we stay at home. It's a rotten

thing to pretend the war is coming to an end when it's only taken to the air. And in 1972 if you don't fight against a rotten thing you become a part of it.
What I'm asking you to do is take some risks. Stop paying war taxes, refuse the armed forces, organize against the air war, support the strikes and boycotts of farmers, workers and poor people, analyze the flag salute, give up the nation

state, share your money, refuse to hate, be willing to work … in short, sisters and brothers, arm up with love and come from the shadows.

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

Blessed are the persecuted
And blessed are the pure in heart
Blessed are the merciful
And blessed are the ones who mourn

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

Perhaps he's just a vehicle
To bear us to the hills of Truth
That's Truth spelled with a great big T
And peddled in the mystic's booth
There are oh so many miracles
That the western sky exposes
Why go looking for lilacs
When you're lying in a bed of roses?

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

Some of us may offer a surprise
Recently have you looked in our eyes
Maybe we're your conscience in disguise

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

If we survive this century it will only be because you and I refuse to become Nazis.

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

With the precision of a hummingbird's heart
Was the lord of the monarch butterflies
One-time ruler of the world of art

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

True he was a vocal miracle
But that's only secondary
It's the soul of the monarch butterfly
That I find a little bit scary

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

All of us alive are survivors, but how many of us transcend survival?

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

Rebellion, revolution don't need dollars
They need this instead
Imagination, suffering, light and love
And care for every human being
You never steal, you never kill
You are a part of hope and life
The revolution goes from man to man
And heart to heart
And I sense when I look at the stars
That we are children of life
Death is small

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

We're the children of the 80's, haven't we grown
We're tender as a lotus and we're tougher than stone
And the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

Bangladesh, Bangladesh
When the sun sinks in the west
Die a million people of the Bangladesh

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

p>Miracles bowl me over
And often will they do so
Now I think I was asleep till I heard
The voice of the great CarusoBring infinity home
Let me embrace it one more time
Make it the lilies of the field
Or Caruso in his prime

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

We are the warriors of the sun
The golden boys and the golden girls
For a better world

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

The only thing that's been a worse flop than the organization of nonviolence has been the organization of violence.

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

I went to jail for 11 days for disturbing the peace; I was trying to disturb the war.

Joan Baez
Joan Baez

We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust