A Toast to Those Who Are Gone Lyrics - Phil Ochs

A Toast to Those Who Are Gone
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Many's the hour I've lain by my windo
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and thought of the people who carried the burde
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Who marched in the strange fields in search of an answer
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And ended their journeys an unwilling her
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Here's a song to those who are gone with never a reason wh
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And a toast of the wine at the end of the lin
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And a toll of the bell for the next one to di
Back in the coal fields of old Harlan count
Some talked of the union, some talked of good wage
And they lined them up in the dark of the forest
And shot them down without asking no question
Here's a song to those who are gone with never a reason wh
And a toast of the wine to the end of the lin
And a toll of the bell for the next one to di
And over the ocean, to the red Spanish soi
came the lincoln brigade with their dreams
But they fell in the fire of germany's bombin
And they fell 'cause no one would hear their sad warnin
Here's a song to those who are gone with never a reason wh
And a toast of the wine at the end of the lin
And a toll of the bell for the next one to di
In old Alabama, in old Mississipp
Two states of the union so often found guilt
They came on the busses, they came on the marche
And they lay in the jails or they fell by the highwa
Here's a song to those who are gone with never a reason wh
And a toast of the wine at the end of the lin
And a toll of the bell for the next one to di
The state it was texas, the town it was Dalla
In the flash of a rifle a life was soon ove
And nobody thought of the past million murder
And the long list of irony(?) had found a new champio
Here's a song to those who are gone with never a reason wh
And a toast of the wine at the end of the lin
And a toll of the bell for the next one to die