Peter, Paul and Mary vs. Gordon Lightfoot

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Early Mornin’ Rain

Peter, Paul and Mary

In the early mornin’ rain

With a dollar in my hand

And an achin’ in my heart

And my pockets full of sand

I’m a long way from home

And I miss my loved one so

In the early mornin’ rain

With no place to go

Out on runway number nine

Big seven-o-seven set to go

But I’m out here on the grass

Where the pavement never grows

Well the liquor tasted good

And the women all were fast

There she goes my friend

She’s a-rollin’ down at last

Hear the mighty engine roar

Hear the mighty engine roar

See the silver wing on high

See the silver wing on high

She’s away and westward bound

Far above the clouds she’ll fly

Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall

And the sun always shines

She’ll be flyin’ o’re my home

In about three hours time

This old airport’s got me down

It’s no earthly good to me

‘Cause I’m stuck here on the ground

Cold and drunk as I might be

Can’t jump a jet plane

Like you can a freight train

So I’d best be on my way

In the early mornin’ rain

So I’d best be on my way

In the early mornin’ rain

Link: [Gordon Lightfoot]

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Early Mornin’ Rain

Gordon Lightfoot

In the early mornin’ rain

With a dollar in my hand

With an achin’ in my heart

And my pockets full of sand

I’m a long way from home

And I miss my loved one so

In the early mornin’ rain

With no place to go

Out on runway number nine

Big seven-o-seven set to go

But I’m stuck out here on the grass

Where the pavement never grows

Well the liquor tasted good

And the women all were fast

There she goes my friend

She’s a-rollin’ down at last

Hear the mighty engine roar

See the silver wing on high

She’s away and westward bound

Far above the clouds she’ll fly

Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall

And the sun always shines

She’ll be flyin’ o’re my home

In about three hours time

This old airport’s got me down

It’s no earthly good to me

‘Cause I’m stuck here on the ground

Cold and drunk as I might be

Can’t jump a jet plane

Like you can a freight train

So I’d best be on my way

In the early mornin’ rain

Can’t jump a jet plane

Like you can a freight train

So I’d best be on my way

In the early mornin’ rain

Lyrics From: [Gordon Lightfoot Lyrics/Chords]

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TWO FOR TUESDAY

Link: [Peter, Paul and Mary]

Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion. Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.

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Puff The Magic Dragon

Peter, Paul and Mary

Oh Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land call Honahly

Little Jackie Paper

Loved that rascal Puff

And brought him strings

And sealing wax

And other fancy stuff

Oh Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land called Honahly

Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land call Honahly

Together

They would travel

On a boat with billowed sail

And Jackie kept a lookout perched

On Puff’s gigantic tail

Noble kings and princes

Would bow whenever they came

Pirate ships would lower their flags

When Puff roared out his name

Oh Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land called Honahly

Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land call Honahly

A dragon lives forever

But not so little boys

Painted wings

And giant rings

Make way for other toys

One grey night it happened

Jackie Paper came no more

And Puff

That mighty dragon

He ceased his fearless roar

His head was bent in sorrow

Green scales fell like rain

Puff no longer went to play

Along the cherry lane

Without his life-long friend

Puff could not be brave

So Puff

That mighty dragon

Sadly slipped into his cave

Oh Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land called Honahly

Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land call Honahly

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Jane Jane

Peter, Paul and Mary

Hey hey

Jane Jane

My Lord and Lord

Jane Jane

I’m gonna buy

Jane Jane

Three Mockin’ birds

Jane Jane

One for to whistle

Jane Jane

One for to sing

Jane Jane

One for to do

Jane Jane

Most any little thing

Children go where I send thee

How shall I send thee

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

Well I’m gonna send thee

Three by three

Three for the Hebrew Children

Tow for the Paul and Silas

One for the little-bitty baby

That’s born

Born

Born in Bethlehem

Hey Hey

My Lord and Lord

I’m gonna buy

Three huntin’ dogs

One for to run

One for to shout

One for to talk to

When I go out

Children go where I send thee

How shall I send thee

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

Well I’m gonna send thee

Six by six

Six for the six

That never got fixed

Five for the five

That stayed alive

Four for the four

That stood at the door

Three for the Hebrew children

Two for the Paul and Silas

One for the little-bitty baby

That’s born

Born

Born in Bethlehem

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

I’m gonna buy

Three muley cows

One for to milk

One to plow my corn

One for to pray

On Christmas morn

Children go where I send thee

How shall I send thee

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

Well I’m gonna send thee

Nine by nine

Nine for the nine

That dressed so fine

Eight for the eight

That stood at the gate

Seven for the seven

That came from Heaven

Six for the six

That never got fixed

Five for the five

That stayed alive

Four for the four

That stood at the door

Three for the Hebrew children

Two for the Paul and Silas

One for the little-bitty baby

That’s born

Born

Born in Bethlehem

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

I’m gonna buy

Jane Jane

Three little blue birds

Jane Jane

One for to weep

Jane Jane

One for to mourn

Jane Jane

One for to pray

Jane Jane

When I am gone

Lyrics: [OldieLyrics]

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Bob Dylan vs. Peter, Paul and Mary

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Blowin’ In The Wind

Bob Dylan

How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man

Yes

And how many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand

Yes

And how many times must the cannonballs fly

Before they’re forever banned

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

How many years can a mountain exist

Before it’s washed to the sea

Yes

And how many years can some people exist

Before they’re allowed to be free

Yes

And how many times can a man turn his head

Pretending he just doesn’t see

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky

Yes

And how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry

Yes

And how many deaths will it take ‘til he knows

That too many people have died

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

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Blowin’ In The Wind

Peter, Paul and Mary

How many roads must a man walk down

Before they call him a man

How many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand

How many times must the cannonballs fly

Before they’re forever banned

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

How many years can a mountain exist

Before it is washed to the sea

How many years can some people exist

Before they’re allowed to be free

How many times can a man turn his head

And pretend he just doesn’t see

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky

How many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry

How many deaths will it take ‘til he knows

That too many people have died

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

Lyrics From: [Bob Dylan Songs]

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