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Ballad
Of Easy Rider
Written
by roger mcguinn
The river flows
It flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes
That's where i want to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town
All he wanted
Was to be free
And that's the way
It turned out to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town
Flow river flow
Past the shaded tree
Go river, go
Go to the sea
Flow to the sea
The river flows
It flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes
That's where i want to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town
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Deportee
Words
by woody guthrie
Music by martin hoffman
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges piled up in their creosote dumps
You're flying 'em back to the mexican border
To spend all their money to wade back again
Goodbye to my juan, goodbye rosalita
Adios mis amigos jesus y maria
You wont have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "deportees"
Some of us are illegal, and others not wanted
Our work contracts up and we have to move on
600 miles to that mexican border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves
Goodbye to my juan, goodbye rosalita
Adios mis amigos jesus y maria
You wont have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "deportees"
The skyplane caught fire over los gatos canyon
A fireball of lightning, shook all our hills
Who are all these friends who are scattered like dry leaves
The radio said they were just "deportees"
Goodbye to my juan, goodbye rosalita
Adios mis amigos jesus y maria
You wont have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "deportees"
Repeat
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Gunga
Din
Written
by gene parsons
I'm writing this here letter from aboard a dc8
Heading into angel town, i hope it's not too late
It rained in new york city
Mister rock 'n' roll couldn't stay
The crowd was mad and we were had
Chasing the sun back to l.a.
Have breakfest with me mamma
I hope they'll let us in
Got a leather jacket on
I know that it's a sin
Gunga din
Sitting backwards on this airplane, is bound to make me sick
Spend your life on a dc8, never get to bed
Settle down (settle down)
Now we're over kansas, where the clouds are floating by
The whole wide world looks back at me
Just like a mushroom pie i wonder why
Have breakfest with me mamma
I hope they'll let us in
Got a leather jacket on
I know that it's a sin
Gunga din
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Jesus
Is Just Alright
Written
by arthur reynolds
Jesus is just all right with me
Jesus is just all right, oh yeah
Jesus is just all right with me
Jesus is just all right
I don't care what they may know
I don't care where they may go
I don't care what they may know
Jesus is just all right, oh yeah
Jesus is just all right
I don't care what they may say
I don't care what they may do
I don't care what they may say
Jesus is just all right, oh yeah
Jesus is just all right
Do, do, do, etc.
Jesus is just all right with me
Jesus is just all right, oh yeah
Jesus is just all right with me
Jesus is just all right
Jesus is just all right with me
Jesus is just all right, oh yeah
Jesus is just all right with me
Jesus is just all right
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