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JUNE, 1969 .50¢ J ) :1199 LONELXNESS Words & Music by RIC MASTEN © 1968 by Mastensvi11e Music Freely f:1 i U rpli f' -lit" J,ibl Standin I by a highway Wait in , for a -d :t1t; lJLJ)' I ride A bitter wind is blowin I It 1'(1 1) ! J ttd J I ,J -1-1' P I r r r I pi keeps you cold in-side A line of cars is f' aU n ;, -I-J'J! I passin I No one seems to care You £1,,(1 A1 J J J J 1# Jl if] I ...... look down at your bo-qy To be sure you are 17 Cho: (17. (f ,)J';J2 ]';. IJ n J 1 1'1 J (iljll there And this is loneliness, the kind I have J I J I J 3' , \ ,- - lmown If you've had times like this, My friend, You're not a- lone. ITranscribed byl Cunningham J Sittinf in a hotel Starin' at the walls Cracks across the ceiling Silence in the halls You open up the And turn the TV on Then you go down to the lobby But everybodyls gone. \Cho.-) So you leave the empty cities And go down to the shore You're a chin , to discover you're lookin' for The beaches are deserted In the morning time A solitary figure You walk the water line. (Ohoe) You come upon a tidepool You stand there peerin' in And when you touch the water The circles do begin You look to where a seabird Lies crumpled on the sand Then you take a single pebble And hold it in your hand. (Cho.) You eome back up the beaches/At the end of day/And see how all your footprints/Have been washed away Nothinl is forever/ We are born to die/ So may I say I love you/ Before I say good-bye __ I must say I love you -- And now Illl say good-bye. A L SOl NTH I SIS SUE: COBBLESTONES OF PARIS, THE LAST MAN, A MOTHER'S GIFT, THE SHIT HAS HIT THE FAN. DEPT. OF DYLANOLOGY. NOTES.

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JUNE, 1969 .50¢

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:1199 LONELXNESS Words & Music by RIC MASTEN © 1968 by Mastensvi11e Music

Freely

f:1 i U rpli f' -lit" J,ibl Standin I by a highway Wait in , for a

~ ~m1

-d -1-~lJ2J,;;I, :t1t; lJLJ)' ~~ I ride A bitter wind is blowin I It

1'(1 1)

! J ttd J I ,J -1-1' P I r r r I pi keeps you cold in-side A line of cars is

~ f' aU n ;, JlI~i -I-J'J! I passin I No one seems to care You

£1,,(1 A1

J J J J 1# '),J~5jU Jl if] I ...... ~-+ look down at your bo-qy To be sure you are

17 Cho: (17. (f ~

,)J';J2 ]';. IJ n J 1 1'1 J (iljll there And this is loneliness, the kind I have

~ ~ J I ~1 J I J ~ 3' , \ ,- -lmown If you've had times like this, My friend, You're not a- lone.

ITranscribed byl ~. Cunningham J

Sittinf in a hotel Starin' at the walls Cracks across the ceiling Silence in the halls You open up the wl~lldO'W And turn the TV on Then you go down to the

lobby But everybodyls gone. \Cho.-)

So you leave the empty cities

And go down to the shore You're a chin , to discover Wr~t you're lookin' for The beaches are deserted In the morning time A solitary figure You walk the water line. (Ohoe)

You come upon a tidepool You stand there peerin' in And when you touch the

water The circles do begin You look to where a seabird Lies crumpled on the sand Then you take a single pebble And hold it in your hand. (Cho.)

You eome back up the beaches/At the end of day/And see how all your footprints/Have been washed away Nothinl is forever/ We are born to die/ So may I say I love you/ Before I say good-bye __

I must say I love you -- And now Illl say good-bye.

A L SOl NTH I SIS SUE: COBBLESTONES OF PARIS, THE LAST MAN, A MOTHER'S GIFT, THE SHIT HAS HIT THE FAN. DEPT. OF DYLANOLOGY. NOTES.

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buys Qual-i- ty tacks, is art at its best,

; J \t;j J~efrainj er to find. He's of him self.

Us-es Qual- i- ty wax, He far b out- ranks the rest

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starv-ing

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He works long hours into the night He does his work by lantern light He buys wicks by the score They don't last any more

worth, He's an art-i-fact, a remnant of other times. And the kerosene pops constantly.

sit; on your ass i til the crisis luis passed, Or

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Words & Music by STEVE 3JFFEl'

@) 1969 Steve Suffet

stand up and fight like a JDal!I.?

Refrain

The pigs are breaking the bubble

Of the Panthers who are causing them trouble

They made a hundred arrests in spite of protests

They're trying to leave them in rubble. CHO.

Have you heard of Nixon's intention

To institute preventative detention?

I To put us in jail and not allow bail

- Lj J J I r J J II And put the constitution

under suspension. Q!!Q.

Rs- mem- ber Chi-ca- go last sum-mer, May-be you were in the C, FJ -+ ~ t.. ,.-3,

If you think that the old ways are dead

Or your thoughts bear a small tinge of red, =n, I f J J 1 -it i J i r: J! J JJ [J 11 J

number. Now they're go in , to in- dict for ~o~ . spir ... a-cy in-cl:1;e,And

Don I t be surprised ii' you get Mace in your eyes

Or a billy club over your head. Q!!Q.

f put you 8.- way on a bum- mer.

"While the indictment of Dave Dellinger, Jerry Rubin, ~ was almost certain, the government was particularly vicious in going after Bobby Seale. It is just the latest phase in the campaignto destroy the Black Panther Party. With Huey Newton in jail and Eldridge Cleaver undergrou.nd, Bobby Seale remained the pigs number one targe~.H _ steve Suffet

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the cobble~tone~ of Words and Music by LEWIS ALLAN

pati~ © 19 6 8 by Lewis Allan

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till their blood ran red On the cobble-stones of Pa-ris, The cobblestones of Pa- ris, Flow-ing

c,--1 ~ '4 C- ~~~.,.,.. c J J I j J. I J l :g J I 0 I r r r r III J I I J j J J I J g, in man's mem'ry like the ri- ver Seine, Waiting for to- mor-row, Waiting for To - mor- row,

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Bar-ri-cades of si-lence, Weeping ili t; ~aiIl1= The cobblestones of Pa- ris.-

a mothet9~ gift . ."..

-4-Words & Music by Trinh Cong Son

© 1968 Trinh Cong Son , English adaptat'n ijarold Lieberman & Abbey Fraser

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years of Chinese reign- A hundred years of French domain, Twenty years of

J Ci- vil War, I pass to you a mother's gift, A sad Viet-nam,

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thousand years of Chi- nese reign, A hundred

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vil War, A mother's gift, A heap of bones, A mother's "­gift, A hill of tornbs.---

We ~ve

Peace comes soon, with

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hands, We must work our burnt it Let us with this war

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out lands, Don't forget our be through, Children of one

'1 "'-' sad Vi --­fa- ther with

II. ~ \{?.. C :1 .~ DJ = A II i ;11 :J 41 r i.¥ AI • ! ~::::~~:~d y~:;~S o~f F;~~~S~o;:t:; '-" .. ~' ~ Twenty years of Civil War

et- nam ............ A,mother' s gift, a barren land no hate. A.* A mother's gift, an empty hand.

A thousand Civil War/

years of Chinese reign/ A hundred years of French domain/Twenty years of A. mother's gift is half-breed men/ A mother's gift is two-faced men.

VIETNAM'S ELOQUENT VOICE OF TRAGEDY "The simple dignity of a man who sings of a whole people's pain."

A VIetnamese Guitarist Sings of Sadness of War: . !

By BERNARD WEINRAUB !ish. "They are not the songs I bastards .and a gang of faith·! feel." less traitors." i

SAIGON, South Vietnam, Dec. At his concerts Trinh Cong Most of Mr. Son's songs have I , a Western beat and are clearlvi

Spl'cial to The New York Times

31-Trinh Cong Son sings Son steps on stage to a wave influenced by Bob Dylan andl of war and death-a of applause. Timid, almost Joan Baez. "I like Bob Dylan," i

weeping for her lost children, frightened, his voice is clearihe s'lid, Plfffing a ci~~r~tte andi a young woman yearning for and gentle. He wears a white ~peakmg Intensely. HIS vOIce,

, . IS a cry, a lament. Joan Baez-i her dead lover, a brother hat· shIrt open at the neck, tIght her voice is melancholy and i ing and killing a brother. pants and pointed black shoes. beautiful." i

"I want to describe the war," As' soon as he starts strum· Mr. Son, who composes mostl he says. "I want to describe the ming his guitar and singing, the of his. songs in his. familY'sl absurdity of death in my coun. audience bursts into song with home .In Hue, 450,!mles north I

him. At most of his concerts of SaIgon, saId, I want to I try." young women in the audienc~ bring the reality. of the war

In the last six months, weep during several of his f~om" the countrysIde to the slight guitarist has songs cIty. th t I 11 . His ballads have been sung I

e mas popu ar co ege Song of a Woman without Government interfer.' and composer in Saigon. Possibly his most pOPular'l ence, although most are clear·i songs are played at most song tells of a young woman ly antiwar. Two weeks ago ai dent concerts and his guest maddened by the war. "I have,concert at Saigon University I pearances are sold out. Two two hands" free," Trinh Conglwas interrupted by severali weeks ago, a rumor swept Son sings. "I have two lips!youths and a young woman 1 I Saigon University's Faculty of free. They are free. All the men!who Identified themselves as l

l I Pharmacy that Trinh Cong Son have died. And I forget the hU',members of the Vietcong. While , would appear that night. Fifteen man language." I the audIence shouted at the I hundred students showed up in ----------- Another of his popular songs group to leave, the Intruders .rl vain. mother two brothers and starts: began a pro·Vietcong speech. i I

'Grief at the War' . ' . "One thousand years of slav· Several youths in the aUdl'i . . . sIsters by composIng what ery under Chinese aggressors I ence climbed onto the stacre .

• "I smg what I~ on the mInds s "romantic songs" for 100 years of domination unde;1 and began pushing the Vi:t. 0, my iJsteners, Said .the. 28'1 television perform. Western invaders, 20 years oficang. A fight broke out and' year·old performer, SlttlJC1g In a ers. Several of these songs have ceaseless civil war; the fortunelfour students were injured, one" student headquarters In the .. the mother bequeaths her chil·' seriously. heart of Saigon. "!'m describin been made Into successful dren is a sad Vietnam, thel "Brother against hrother." theIr sadness, theIr grIef ,at records. mateer's fortune i.g a mountainiMr. Son saiel. "Vietnamese, war." "They are only lovely songs," full .1' graves, the mother's for·! against Vieti7~mese. The war:

The singer supports himself, said, with difficulty, in Eng· tune is a brood of rootless:and the hatred must end!" I

"A long day of sorrow Has come to Vietnam On a field of red slashes Feeds an ox without grass.

A long day of sorrow Has come to Vietnam Down our cold yellow skin Tears have flown without end.

Long days of anguish. Nights rumbling with bombs. Have left men apart With hate in their hearts.

A long day of sorrow Now children all have grown The old men sit alone" Waiting's turned them to stone.

Twenty years have passed. Despair's filled our hearts Yellow skin is in shreds On the forgotten dead.

Trinh Cong Son,

BRO.MSIDE SPECI:\L

POE!TRY SECrrION'

(Ed • H ... ,' b' rn ' •• r: • hote ~ ~,l\n~ ·J.l.t,'TOn~,l.S one 0:...

the great poets afoul' time. He is from St. Thomas, which is one of the Virgin Islands, which are under the heel of the U.S. imperialists. Like Jose riarti of C\lba (See Pete Seeger's song "Guantanamera!!)he plans to return-to his beautiful Caribbean island and help return it to his people. This is the first of manyu of-Tiwoni's poems we hope to pUblish):

anti-viet nam ~arch 33; O"OQ

By Habib 'l'hroni

to1e ''''ere there Tommy Jagar and i

4/9/69.

we saw tens of thousands of them, the youth of america we felt their fire, their anger for the pigs and for their disowned uncle sam.

Yes, we were there Torfu~y Jagar and i 'he with his weapon (the camera) collection photografic evidence of pig po~t;I'er. and i with my heart running over the brim

with compassion for the wretched of the earth -~ the mutineers, the panthers, the yippies, all the restless

youth of this "Fretched land. you should've been there, there 'vas nothing to fear.

11'1 people, i was there right up front, facing the pigs, staring at them with my Asian eyes. 't'lith my worldly heart i listened to my sister and fri::md., Barbara Dane

singin praises to Ho-Chi-Uinh the. rain came, but couldn't demoralize my revolutionary zeal, no, not after listening to my brother, F.D.Kirkpatrick sin9.ing about fttlhy was a darkie born) .

I stood there joyfully weeping yes, spiritually moved by the rev­olutionary song of Phil Ochs, (all's quiet on the western front) 0

I left there quietly thinking to myself, it1s really great to be here, among these oppressed youth who will one day shout to America and the world 11",e' ve had enough! Ii

gopyright 1969 bl Habib Tiwoni

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NOTES FROH PETE SEEGER

Dear Sis: A lot of people have been making up parodies to Heody's song "This Land Is Your Land. II Here is one I have been singi..'1g everywhere:

If you been working just as hard as you're able

.md you just got crumbs from the rich man's table

Maybe you've been wondering, is it truth or fable

This land was Made for you and me. hnd here are some by JERRY J. SMITH:

Chorus: This land is your land, this land. is ny land/ From Los J'mgeles to Coney Is­land/ From the logged off forests, to the dirty waters/ This land was made, etc.

.~s I· was. walking that ribbon 'of highway I heard the buzzing of a hundred chain

saws j~nd the Redwoods falling, and the loggers

calling -- "This land was made, etc II Cho.

I've roaned & ranililed, and followed the beer cans

. From the toxic cities to the flooded canyons

And all around me were the billboards reading -- "This land, etc. II Q.,h£.

The sun came shining, but the "hazes!! hid it

,~nd cloaked the factories and cars that did it

"is the smog was drifting, a voice was coughing--IfThis land, etc." .Qh£.

vle've logged the forests, welve nined the mountains

\~e Ive dru:med tho. rivera, but we've built fountains!

ide got tin & plastic, and crowded freeways,

This land was made, etc. Cho.

(Ed. Note: Here is one by Jll'l1vJY COLLIER: These schools are your schools These schools are my schools From Elementary to Senior High Schools From city ghettoes to suburban meadows These schools were made for you & me.)

Dear Sis: Ernie Harrs wrote the following verses a few years ago when we were just thinking of our campaign to try and help the Hudson River. Now that the Sloop has actually become a reality, the verses are

worth printing: A silvery Susquehanna slowly oozes out

to sea Poor old pallid putrid waters, I don't

want to swim in thee! Slick with sl~ stinking sewage fouled

by foolish mortal hand --You're worse than my Chattahoochie,

full of filth fron Georgia land!

Susquehanna, Chattahoochie, Rappahannock, Rio Grande

Monongahela, Hudson -- will someone lend a hand

To help clear your murky surfaces we now must view with shame,

Before all the beauty that is left you is your naI'le?

Come view the spewing chinneys choking up the upper airl

Hhy, it's dirty as the rivers, and no one seems to care.

Do people here see stars at night? Could they see even one? I'n doubtful, for it's broad daylight,

and hard to see the sun .. @) 1965 by ERNIE HARRS

Dear Gordon: Ernie 11arrs just sent me his verses about the llabash Cannonball. I hope you will find space to put them in. They are a good light-hearted contrast to sone of the mournful new songs.

RETURN OF THE HABASH CAN-rTONBALL By Ernie :Marrs ( Tune traditional)

@ 1969 ;Fall River l1usic, Inc. In Boston Heights, Ohio, the officials

now are hot About two old railroad cars upon a

business lot "illd salesmen sell insurance where

passengers once did sprawl Upon the soft reclining seats of the VJa­

bash Cannonball. No silvery tracks streaM by below,

they've taken up the railsj No cinders fly into your eye, no lonesome

Whistle wails. Those cars stand there like tombstones of

a day beyond recall, As business vultures peck the bones of the

lJabash Cannonball"

Listen to the jingle of the money in the till

Jffid the grumble of the city about its zoning bill; (continued __ ;:.-

See the rush to cancel policies, hear the poor wrecked driver's squall -­

How can anyone think of this as the Wabash Cannonball?

But sometimes still, they tell me, when the stars are out of sight,

On the wind there comes a moaning through the storm-swe~t Southern night;

A train seems to be passing as the thunderous raindrops fall,

And they say, "There goes the spirit of the vJabash Cannonb8.11. 11

.~nd we listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar

.~s she glides along the woodlands through the hills and by the shore;

Feel the mighty rush of her engines, hear the lonesome hoboes call,

~s our thoughts ride through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.

Dear Sis: This verse was made up right af­ter the Aberfan disaster. The woman who gave it to me would be very glad to have it printed. She lives in l1ellington, New Zea.land, now.

BELLS OF RHYMNEY Draw the blinds, lock the door Sa.y the cold bells of Bangor No more children in the school Say the bells of Poutypool Bring us comfort if you can Say the bells of Aberfan And what will you give me Say the sad bells of Rhyrnney"

--J emmie Hyn 1:filliams, exile from Bangor, Horth vlales

Dear Sis: I saw in the ~.Y~Jl~~ that ex­ports of Scotch whiskey to the U.S. reached a record high in 1968. It reMinded Me of a little ditty I learnt in Scotland. It goes to the tune of Reuben, Reuben, I've Been Thinking:

IIWhy do Scotsmen leave the country? Hhy do Scotsmen inmigrate? They are following the whiskey that's being exported by the crate."

(Ed. Note: INSTJ-LNT FOLK PROCESS. Rev."Ki<:rkti just looked at Petels new verse for "This Land". He immediately sang it:

If you been working just as hard as you're able

And you just got crumbs frOM the white man's table •••• eteG)

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(Ed.Note: The CLE..\R\UTER,of course, is the Hudson River sloop whose mission is to canpaign tor cleaning up the pollution in that river. Pete Seeger' who was ver,y instrumental in bringing the sloop into being) and his Sloop Singers will give concerts at the points above. NOTES: Phil Ochs composed and recorded the nusic for the comedy SPIRO \iliO? now playing in N. Y "C. • •• A film biography of Hobbly songwriter-singer JOE Hn.t is to be shot this s~ne~ in Utah,the state which sho'!", Joe ( with B'J.llets) 50 years 1'1.­

go. Financed by PiffiAMOUl~T, it wi:::"l be di­rected by Boo vfider'berg,:: Joe f s fellow Swede ...... .

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CRUSADER: The Clearwater, model of 18th and 19th century Hudson River sloop, after launching at South Bristol, Me. She will be used for conservation campaign.

The CLEARWATER was built by love, musicians, and audiences who en­joy folk music. Try and visit The CLEARWATER while she's at Newport July 18-20, or at following con­cert stops:

July 22 Block Island,R.I. July 26 Stony Brook,N.Y. July 27 Westport,Conn. July 29 Port Wash.,N.Y. July 30 New Rochelle,N.Y. Aug. 1-3 - South St. Seaport,

Manhattan,N.Y.

Aug. 4 -- Bronx, N.Y. Manhattan College Stadium

Aug. 8-10 -- Nyack, N.Y. Aug. 15-17 -- Albany, N.Y. Aug. 22-24 -- Newburgh,N.Y. Aug. 29 thru Sept. 3 -- on

the Harlem River at W. 135th St. ,Man­hattan, N.Y.

Sept. 6-7 -- Bear Mountain,N.Y. Sept. 12-14 Kingston, N.Y. Sept. 19-21 -- Hoboken, N.J.

--------------------If you'd like more details write Hudson River Sloop Restoration

Box 265, Cold Spring,New York 10516