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William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park and Escapes Unscathed

William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park and Escapes Unscathed Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park and Escapes Unscathed By Phil Ochs?
As I went out one evening to take the evening air
F G C F I was blessed by a blood-red moon Dm G Am G In Lincoln Park the dark was turning I spied a fair young maiden and a flame was in her eyes And on her face lay the steel blue skies Of Lincoln Park, the dark was turning Turning They spread their sheets upon the ground just like a wandering tribe And the wise men walked in their Robespierre robes Through Lincoln Park the dark was turning The towers trapped and trembling, and the boats were tossed about When the fog rolled in and the gas rolled out From Lincoln Park the dark was turning Turning Like wild horses freed at last we took the streets of wine But I searched in vain for she stayed behind In Lincoln Park the dark was turning I'll go back to the city where I can be alone And tell my friend she lies in stone In Lincoln Park the dark was turning |
Who Wrote William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park and Escapes Unscathed By Phil Ochs?
Phil Ochs
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What's The Duration Of The William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park and Escapes Unscathed By Phil Ochs?The duration of William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park and Escapes Unscathed is 3:28 minutes and seconds. |
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