 | Day After Tomorrow (9 Titles) |
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- Lyrics by Joan Baez = 296
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By Joan Baez, When Joseph was an old man, an old man was
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By Joan Baez, It's a still life water color, Of a now late afternoon, As
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By Joan Baez, Queen Jane lay in labor For six weeks and more The women
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By Joan Baez, I had a dream, I was following a barefoot girl Beside
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By Joan Baez, There was a fair maiden lived in the north Oh, the
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By Joan Baez, (Words and Music by Joan Baez) When the mist rolls
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By Joan Baez, the lady cam from Baltimore all she wore was lace she didn't
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By Joan Baez, It's a lesson too late for the learnin' Made of sand,
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By Joan Baez, Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum A new
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By Joan Baez, Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the
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By Joan Baez, They poured across the borders We were cautioned to surrender This I
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By Joan Baez, Oh, all the money in my whole life I spent Be
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By Joan Baez, I gave my love a cherry that has no stone, I
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By Joan Baez, Oh, Mary was a maiden When the birds began to sing. She
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By Joan Baez, Let's drink to the hard working people Let's drink to the
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By Joan Baez, Come wander quietly and listen to the wind Come here and
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By Joan Baez, The Sweet Sunny South Lyrics: Traditional Music: Traditional This was played a
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By Joan Baez, Cold blows the wind to my true love And gently drops
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By Joan Baez, Well I'm sailin away my own true love. I'm sailin' away
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By Joan Baez, The water is wide, I cannot get o'er Neither have I
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By Joan Baez, For the summertime is coming And the leaves are sweetly blooming And
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By Joan Baez, Show me the prison, show me the jail Show me the
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By Joan Baez, (John Hullah รข€“ Charles Kingsley) Three fishers went sailing out into
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By Joan Baez, (Words and Music by Joan Baez) In the early dawn
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By Joan Baez, (Words and Music by Joan Baez) The moon is low
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By Joan Baez, (Words and Music by Joan Baez) I'll put flowers at
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By Joan Baez, (Grady and Hazel Cole) Only a tramp was Lazarus that
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By Joan Baez, Trees, they grow high and the leaves they do grow
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By Joan Baez, I feel like a lonesome tumbleweed rolling across an
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By Joan Baez, Your eyes beams like sunlight on a gull's wings And the
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