From: hauk@andromeda.rutgers.edu (Keira E. Hauk)
Newsgroups: rec.music.folk
Subject: Here are the lyrics to both songs
Date: 16 Nov 92 20:23:32 GMT
Organization: Rutgers Univ., New Brunswick, N.J.


 Here are the lyrics to the two songs:

                       "When I'm Gone"

There's no place in this world where I'll belong, when I'm gone.
And I won't know the right from the wrong, when I'm gone.
And you won't find me singin' on this song, when I'm gone.
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here!

And I won't feel the flowing of the time, when I'm gone.
All the pleasures of love will not be mine, when I'm gone.
My pen won't pour a lyric line, when I'm gone.
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

And I won't breathe the brandy air, when I'm gone.
And I can't even worry 'bout my cares, when I'm gone.
Won't be asked to do my share, when I'm gone/
So I guess I'll have to di it while I'm here.

And I won't be running from the rain, when I'm gone.
And I can't even suffer from the pain, when I'm gone.
There's nothing I can lose or I can gain, when I'm gone.
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

Won't see the golden of the sun, when I'm gone.
And the evenings and the mornings will be one, when I'm gone.
Can't be singing louder than the guns, when I'm gone.
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

All my days won't be dances of delight, when I'm gone.
And the sands will be shifting from my sight, when I'm gone.
Can't add my name into the fight, when I'm gone.
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

And I won't be laughing at the lies, when I'm gone.
And I can't question how or when or why, when I'm gone.
Can't live proud enough to die, when I'm gone.
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.

There's no place in this world where I'll belong, when I'm gone.
And I won't know the right from the wrong, when I'm gone.
And you won't find me singin' on this song, when I'm gone,
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here!

chords: E C#m F#m B E G#m C#m F#m B E

                          

                                "Changes"

Sit by my side, come as close as the air, share in a mem'ry of grey,
and wander in my words.  And dream about the pictures that I play of changes.

Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall, to brown and to yellow they fade;
and then they have to die, trapped within the circle time parade of changes.

Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind, visions of shadows that shine.
Till one day I returned and found they were the victims of the vines of changes

The world's spinning madly, it drifts in the dark, swings through a hollow 
of haze.  A race around the stars, a journey through the universe ablaze
with changes.

Moments of magic will glow in the night.  All fears of the forest are gone.
But when the morning breaks, they're sweptaway by golden drops of dawn of
changes.

Passions will part to a strange melody as fires will sometimes burn cold.  Like
petals in the wind, we're puppets to the silver strings of souls of changes.

Your tears will be trembling, now we're somewhere else.  One last cup of wine 
we will pour.  And I'll kiss you one more time and leave you on the rolling
river shores of changes.

(repeat 1st verse)

chords:  C D G Am C D Bm Em Am D G Am D G 


Phil Ochs - The War is Over
  Robert Emery, ed.
  co. 1968, Barricade Music, INC.  New York, New York
produced by Michael Ochs

96 pages of lyrics, music, articles, art work, and poetry