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To: mr.mark who wrote (6826)	12/14/2000 2:29:20 PM
From: Elmer Flugum	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 13018

"The election is now officially over and the winner is the lawyers!" Salt and Pepper, WSJ

To: mr.mark who wrote (6826)	12/15/2000 8:41:45 PM
From: HG	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13018

DIAMONDS AND RUST Well I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit Hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago Heading straight for a fall As I remember your eyes Were bluer than robin's eggs My poetry was lousy you said Where are you calling from? A booth in the midwest Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks You brought me something We both know what memories can bring They bring diamonds and rust Well you burst on the scene Already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond You strayed into my arms And there you stayed Temporarily lost at sea The Madonna was yours for free Yes the girl on the half-shell Would keep you unharmed Now I see you standing With brown leaves falling around And snow in your hair Now you're smiling out the window Of that crummy hotel Over Washington Square Our breath comes out white clouds Mingles and hangs in the air Speaking strictly for me We both could have died then and there Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You who are so good with words And at keeping things vague Because I need some of that vagueness now It's all come back too clearly Yes I loved you dearly And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid - (Words and Music by Joan Baez) ======== THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART ONE "Give to me your tired and your poor Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free The wretched refuse of your teeming shore Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me." Blessed are the persecuted And blessed are the pure in heart Blessed are the merciful And blessed are the ones who mourn The step is hard that tears away the roots And says goodbye to friends and family The fathers and the mothers weep The children cannot comprehend But when there is a promised land The brave will go and others follow The beauty of the human spirit Is the will to try our dreams And so the masses teemed across the ocean To a land of peace and hope But no one heard a voice or saw a light As they were tumbled onto shore And none was welcomed by the echo of the phrase "I lift my lamp beside the golden door." Blessed are the persecuted And blessed are the pure in heart Blessed are the merciful And blessed are the ones who mourn =================== THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART TWO Father, yes, I am a prisoner Fear not to relay my crime The crime is loving the forsaken Only silence is shame And now I'll tell you what's against us An art that's lived for centuries Go through the years and you will find What's blackened all of history Against us is the law With its immensity of strength and power Against us is the law! Police know how to make a man A guilty or an innocent Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told Will ever more be paid in gold Against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred And the simple fact that we are poor My father dear, I am a prisoner Don't be ashamed to tell my crime The crime of love and brotherhood And only silence is shame With me I have my love, my innocence, The workers, and the poor For all of this I'm safe and strong And hope is mine Rebellion, revolution don't need dollars They need this instead Imagination, suffering, light and love And care for every human being You never steal, you never kill You are a part of hope and life The revolution goes from man to man And heart to heart And I sense when I look at the stars That we are children of life Death is small ============== THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PART THREE My son, instead of crying be strong Be brave and comfort your mother Don't cry for the tears are wasted Let not also the years be wasted Forgive me, son, for this unjust death Which takes your father from your side Forgive me all who are my friends I am with you, so do not cry If mother wants to be distracted From the sadness and the soulness You take her for a walk Along the quiet country And rest beneath the shade of trees Where here and there you gather flowers Beside the music and the water Is the peacefulness of nature She will enjoy it very much And surely you'll enjoy it too But son, you must remember Do not use it all yourself But down yourself one little step To help the weak ones by your side Forgive me, son, for this unjust death Which takes your father from your side Forgive me all who are my friends I am with you, so do not cry The weaker ones that cry for help The persecuted and the victim They are your friends And comrades in the fight And yes, they sometimes fall Just like your father Yes, your father and Bartolo They have fallen And yesterday they fought and fell But in the quest for joy and freedom And in the struggle of this life you'll find That there is love and sometimes more Yes, in the struggle you will find That you can love and be loved also Forgive me all who are my friends I am with you I beg of you, do not cry ======================= THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI, PARTS I, II & III - (Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone) ========================