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Sunday, October 21, 2012

Dawn of Another Age by Phil Ochs Is Even Truer Today

Phil Ochs (pronounced oaks)  was a prolific song writer in the 1960's. He described himself as a songwriter/journalist. The man in the above video is not Phil but he is performing Dawn of Another Age. Here's Phil performing some other songs.


Here is a punk version.

Here's another good cover.

Phil wrote a lot great songs and I suppose if he had sold out in the 60's he would have gotten very rich and famous from the top 10 hits he could have composed. Nonetheless Phil wrote some very beautiful and appealing songs that are now being discovered by another generation thanks to You Tube. I think that the reason Phil's songs have stood the test of time is that he never compromised his principles and he wrote from his heart.

 When I'm Gone Is perhaps one of the most poignant and beautiful songs ever written.

We need Phil's voice today to warn us of the thieves and the shysters who are stealing our government and our democracy. Phil was a patriot!

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Phil Ochs An American Patriot

 

Another Age

By Phil Ochs

Tuning: One semitone lower than standard

Intro: Am- F G Am- F G

Am                                            E     Am  E Am
There's a man walking round the island with a snake cane
Am                                 E  Am     E Am
He picked it up in Thailand from a hurricane
        C                   G
And you know he's not gonna go there
                       F  G
He's been one time too long
                     C    Am
Now all the gods are gone    (Though the game is gone)
The younger boys are drowning in a shallow sea
The night belongs to snipers in palm trees
And their sabres flashed like lightning
In the charge of the last brigade
They must have been afraid

E 
Soldiers have their sorrow
    F
The wretched have their rage
Dm                         G
Pray for the aged it's the dawn of another age
            Am
Of another age
            C
Of another age
            Am
Of another age

The blood running down the blackboard on a blank(?) screen (in a thin stream?)
The convicts shake their cages of a bad dream
And they'll coach you in the classroom that it cannot happen here
But it has happened here 
I remember nothing that I memorized (The cockroach cops are crawling on a battle ground)
I got my education from a black eye (The shields are in the shadows, it's a college town)
And they'll teach you law and order
If you dare to raise your hand
Spare the glove and spoil the man
Soldiers have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
It's the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age

Thomas Paine and Jesse James are old friends
And Robin Hood is riding on the road again
We were born in a revolution and we died in a wasted war
It's gone that way before
The dogs are chasing chicken bones across the lawn
If that was an election, I'm a Viet Cong
So I pledge allegiance against the flag
and the (fall,flaw,cloth?) for which it stands
I'll raise/raze it if I can  (Pledge allegiance to the land)
Soldier have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
It's the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another ag
 

Another Age

By Phil Ochs Updated by Fat Bastard

Tuning: One semitone lower than standard

Intro: Am- F G Am- F G
 
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 Am                                            E     Am  E Am
There's a man walking round a country with a snake cane
Am                                 E  Am     E Am
He picked it up in Iraq from a hurricane
        C                   G
And you know he's not gonna go there
                       F  G
He's been one time too long
                     C    Am
Now all the gods are gone    (Though the game is gone) 
 
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The younger boys are drowning in a shallow sea
The night belongs to snipers in palm trees
And their sabres flashed like lightning
In the charge of the last brigade
They must have been afraid

E 
Soldiers have their sorrow
    F
The wretched have their rage
Dm                         G
Pray for the aged it's the dawn of another age
            Am
Of another age
            C
Of another age
            Am
Of another age 
 
http://images.sodahead.com/polls/000266161/polls_karlrovedoing_timecove_3417_475134_answer_1_xlarge.jpeg 
 
The blood running down the blackboard on a blank(?) screen (in a thin stream?)
The convicts shake their cages of a bad dream
And they'll coach you in the classroom that it cannot happen here
But it has happened here 
 
http://www.rawstory.com/rs/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/AbuGhraibScandalGraner551.jpg 
 
I remember nothing that I memorized (The cockroach Blackwater cops are crawling on a battle ground)
I got my education from a black eye (The shields are in the shadows, in a country called Iraq)
And they'll teach you law and order
If you dare to raise your hand
Spare the club and spoil the man 
 
Soldiers have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
It's the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age 
 
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Thomas Paine and Jesse James are old friends
And Robin Hood is riding on the road again
We were born in a revolution and we died in a wasted war
It's gone that way before 
 
The dogs are chasing chicken bones across the lawn
If that was an election, I'm a Taliban
So I pledge allegiance against the flag
and for all that which it stands
I'll raise/raze it if I can  (Pledge allegiance to the land) 
 
Soldiers have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
It's the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age
 
http://images.nymag.com/news/business/goldmansachs090803_560.jpg 
 
Corporations rule now for the laws they bent
Money masters of the shadow government 
11 trillion stolen by the fascists on right
Patriots now see light

 
Soldiers have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
It's the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age