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I Pity The Poor Immigrant - Joan Baez

"(Bob Dylan) I pity the poor immigrant who wishes he would have stayed home who uses all his power to do evil but in the end is always left so alone that man whom with his fingers cheats and whom lies"

I Pity The Poor Immigrant - Gene Clark

"I pity the poor immigrant Who wishes he would've stayed home, Who uses all his power to do evil But in the end is always left so alone. That man whom with his fingers cheats And who lies with ev'ry breath, Who"

I Pity The Poor Immigrant - Bob Dylan

"I pity the poor immigrant Who wishes he would've stayed home Who uses all his power to do evil But in the end is always left so alone That man whom with his fingers cheats And who lies with ev'ry breath Who"

To Bobby (3:53) (Joan Baez) - Baez Joan

"Baez Joan Come From The Shadows To Bobby (3:53) (Joan Baez) I'll put flowers at your feet, And I will sing to you so sweet, And hope my words will carry home to your heart. You left us marching on the"

Love Song To A Stranger (3:55) (Joan Baez) - Baez Joan

"Baez Joan Come From The Shadows Love Song To A Stranger (3:55) (Joan Baez) How long since I've spent a whole night in a twin bed with a stranger His warm arms all around me How long since I've gazed"

Myths (3:19) (Joan Baez) - Baez Joan

"Baez Joan Come From The Shadows Myths (3:19) (Joan Baez) A myth has just been shattered Upon the four winds scattered Back to some storybook from whence it came Vicarious hearts may ache And try to mend"

Song Of Bangladesh (4:49) (Joan Baez) - Baez Joan

"Baez Joan Come From The Shadows Song Of Bangladesh (4:49) (Joan Baez) The story of Bangladesh Is an ancient one again made fresh By blind men who carry out commands Which flow out of the laws upon which"

Immigrant - Neil Sedaka

"Strolling along country roads with my baby It starts to rain, it begins to pour Without an umbrella we're soaked to the skin I feel a shiver run up my spine I feel the warmth of her hand in mine Oo, I"

Pity Poor Alfie / Fever - The Jam

"The streets of pleasure took you to top But every light was red and every sign said stop I felt so confined, just like glued to this spot, oh 'Cause we were sleeping in the noon day sun We escaped the"

Joan - Heather Dale

"I am as God made me, I have no desire, For a mouth at my breast or a pot on the fire, I heed the higher voices; I go where I'm sent, To mow down the men who refuse to repent, I'm a scythe, in a field full"

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