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    TO BOBBY
    (Words and Music by 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 road and said how heavy was the load
    The years were young, the struggle barely had its start
    Do you hear the voices in the night, Bobby?
    They're crying for you
    See the children in the morning light, Bobby
    They're dying

    No one could say it like you said it, we'd only try and just forget it
    You stood alone upon the mountain till it was sinking
    And in a frenzy we tried to reach you
    With looks and letters we would beseech you
    Never knowing what, where or how you were thinking
    Do you hear the voices in the night, Bobby?
    They're crying for you
    See the children in the morning light, Bobby
    They're dying

    Perhaps the pictures in the Times could no longer be put in rhymes
    When all the eyes of starving children are wide open
    You cast aside the cursed crown and put your magic into a sound
    That made me think your heart was aching or even broken
    But if God hears my complaint He will forgive you
    And so will I, with all respect, I'll just relive you
    And likewise, you must understand these things we give you

    Like these flowers at your door and scribbled notes about the war
    We're only saying the time is short and there is work to do
    And we're still marching in the streets with little victories and big defeats
    But there is joy and there is hope and there's a place for you
    And you have heard the voices in the night, Bobby
    They're crying for you
    See the children in the morning light, Bobby
    They're dying

    © 1972 Chandos Music (ASCAP)


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