Interpret:

Joan Baez

Album:

Play Me Backwards

When we were young, we pledged allegiance
Every morning of our lives
The classroom rang with children's voices
Under teacher's watchful eye


We learned about the world around us
At our desks and at dinnertime
Reminded of the starving children
We cleaned our plates with guilty minds


Stones in the road
We played like marbles in the dust
'Til a voice called for us
To make our way back home
Stones in the road


When I was ten, my father held me
On his shoulders above the crowd
To see a train draped in mourning
Pass slowly through our town


His widow kneeled with all her children
At the sacred burial ground
The Tv glowed that long hot summer
With all the cities burning down


Stones in the road
Flew out from our bicycle tires
Worlds removed from all those fires
As we raced each other home
Stones in the road
Stones


And now we drink our coffee on the run
Climb that ladder rung by rung
We are the daughters and the sons
But here's the line that's missing...


The starving children have been replaced
By souls out on the street
We give a dollar when we pass
And hope our eyes don't meet


We pencil in, we cancel out
We crave the corner suite
(?) We kiss your ass, we pencil out (?)
We doctor the receipt


Stones in the road
Feel out from beneath our wheels
Another day another deal
Before we get back home


Stones in  the road
Leave a mark from whence they came
A thousand points of light or shame
Baby, I don't know
Stones in the road
Stones in the road