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ROUGH HARVEST

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Written by John Mellencamp

Well, we're droppin' our bombs
Southern hemisphere
And people are starving
That live right here
And they're tearing down walls
In the name of peace
And they're killing each other
In the Middle East

(Chorus)
Yeah but love and happiness
Have forgotten our names
And there's no value left
In love and happiness

Raise the price of oil
And then censor our mouths
If you are a young couple today
Forget buying a house
And we wage or wars
In the neighborhoods
And we kill the young to feed the old
And man that ain't no good

(Chorus)
Hey but love and happiness
Have forgotten our names
And there's no value left
In love and happiness

So, if you sell arms
Or you run dope
You got respect
Hell you got hope
But the rest of us die
In the battle fields
With wounds that fester and bleed
But never heal

(Chorus)
Hey but love and happiness
Have forgotten our names
And there's no value left
In love and happiness




Traditional

Well in my time of dyin'
Don't want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do
Is take my body home
Well well well so I can die easy
Well well well
Well well well so I can die easy
Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Well meet me Jesus meet me
Meet me in the middle of the air
If these wings should fail me, Lord
Won't you meet me with another pair
Well well well so I can die easy
Well well well
Well well well so I can die easy
Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed

Well in my time of dyin'
Don't want nobody to cry
All I want for you to do
Is take me when I die
Well well well so I can die easy
Well well well
Well well well so I can die easy
Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up
Jesus gonna make up my dyin' bed




Written by John Mellencamp

When paradise is no longer fit for you to live in
Your adolescent dreams are gone
Through the days you feel a little used up
Don't know where your energy's gone wrong
It's just your soul feelin' a little downhearted
Sometimes life is too ridiculous to live
You count your friends all on one finger
I know it sounds crazy just the way that we live

(Chorus)
Between a laugh and a tear
Smile in the mirror as you walk by
Between a laugh and a tear
And that's as good as it can get for us
And there ain't no reason to stop tryin'

When this cardboard town can no longer amuse you
You see through everything and nothin' seems worthwhile
Hypocrite used to be such a big word to you
Don't seem to mean anything to you now
Just try to live each and every precious moment
Discouraged by the future forget your past
That's old advice but it'll be good to you
I know there's a balance see it when I swing past

(Chorus)
Between a laugh and a tear
Smile in the mirror as you walk by
Between a laugh and a tear
And that's as good as it can get for us
And there ain't no reason to stop tryin'

(Chorus)
Yeah yeah yeah
Between a laugh and a tear
Smile in the mirror as you walk by
Between a laugh and a tear
And that's as good as it can get for us
And there ain't no reason to stop tryin' no, no oh

When paradise can no longer amuse you....yeah, yeah




Written by John Mellencamp and George Green

This land today, shall draw its last breath
And take into its ancient depths
This frail reminder of its giant, dreaming self
While I, with human-hindered eyes
Unequal to the sweeping curve of life
Stand on this single print of time

(Chorus)
Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
Human wheels spin round and round
Help the light to my face

That time, today, no triumph gains
At this short success of age
This pale reflection of its brave and
Blundering deed
For I, descend from this vault
Now dreams beyond my earthly fault
Knowledge, sure, from the seed

(Chorus)
Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
Human wheels spin round and round
Help the light to my face

This land, today, my tears shall taste
And take into its dark embrace
This love, who in my beating heart endures
Assured, by every sun that burns
The dust to which this flesh shall return
It is the ancient, dreaming dust of God

(Chorus)
Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
Human wheels spin round and round
Help the light find my face

(Chorus)
Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
Human wheels spin round and round
Help the light find my face




Written by John Mellencamp and George Green

Scarecrow on a wooden cross
Blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres
That used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did
My grandpa cleared this land
When I was five I walked the fence
While grandpa held my hand

(Chorus)
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
This land made me proud
And Son I'm just sorry
There's no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

The crops we grew last summer
Weren't enough to pay the loan
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring
And the Farmers Bank foreclosed
Called my old friend Schepman up
To auction off the land
He said John it's just my job
And I hope you understand
Hey calling it your job ol' hoss
Sure don't make it right
But if you want me to I'll say a prayer
For your soul tonight
And grandma's on the front porch swing
With a Bible in her hand
Sometimes I hear her singing
"Take me to the Promised Land"
When you take away a man's dignity
He can't work his fields and cows

There'll be blood on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

Well there's ninety-seven crosses
Planted in the courthouse yard
Ninety-seven families
Who lost ninety-seven farms
I think about my Grandpa
My neighbors and my name
And some nights I feel like dyin'
Like that scarecrow in the rain

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
Hey this land made me proud
And Son I'm just sorry
They're just memories for you now

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
This land made me so proud
And Son I'm just sorry
They're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Ooooooh yeah




Written by Bob Dylan

Farewell Angelina, the bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound
Well, the triangles tingle, and the trumpets plays slow
Say farewell Angelina, the sky is on fire, and I must go

There is no need for anger, there's no need for blame
There is nothing to prove, everything still the same
Just a table standing empty by the edge of the sea
Says farewell Angelina, the sky is trembling and I must leave

Well the jack and the queen have forsake the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies now file past the guard
In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild
Farewell Angelina, the sky is folding, I'll see you in a while

See the cross-eyed pirates sitting perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap and they cheer with each blast
Well, farewell Angelina, the sky is changing color, and I must leave fast

King Kong little elves on the rooftops they dance
Valentino-type tangos while the makeup manís hands
Shut the eyes to the dead not to embarrass anyone
Says farewell Angelina, the sky is embarrassed, and I must be gone

Machine guns are roaring, and the puppets heave rocks
Well the fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks
Call me anything you like
I will never deny it
Farewell Angelina, the sky is erupting
I must go where itís quiet




Written by John Mellencamp and George Green

In a hand painted night, me and Gypsy Scotty are partners
At the Hotel Flamingo, wearin' black market shoes
This loud Cuban band is crucifying John Lennon
No one wants to be lonely, no one wants to sing the blues

She's perched like a parrot on his tuxedo shoulder
Christ, what's she doing with him she could be dancing with me
She stirs the ice in her glass with her elegant finger
I want to be what she's drinking, yeah I just want to be

(Chorus)
I saw you first
I'm the first one tonight
I saw you first
Don't that give me the right
To move around in your heart
Everyone was lookin'
But I saw you first

On a moon-spattered road in her parrot rebozo
Gypsy Scotty is driving his big long yellow car
She flies like a bird over his shoulder
She whispers in his ear, boy, you are my star

(Chorus)
But I saw you first
I'm the first one tonight
Yes I saw you first
Don't that give me the right
To move around in your heart
Everyone was lookin'

In the bone colored dawn, me and Gypsy Scotty are singin'
The radio is playin', she left her shoes out in the back
He tells me a story about some girl he knows in Kentucky
He just made that story up, there ain't no girl like that

(Chorus)
But I saw you first
I'm the first one tonight
Yes I saw you first
Don't that give me the right
To move around in your heart
Everyone was lookin'
But I saw you first
I saw you first
I saw you first




Written by John Mellencamp

Is this your life, Jackie Brown
Poorly educated and forced to live on the poor side of town
Is this your daughter, Jackie Brown
This pretty little girl
In worn out clothes
That have been hand-me down
Is this your wife, Jackie Brown
With sad blue eyes, walking on eggshells so you don't see her frown
Is this your family, Jackie Brown

Dream of vacationing on a mountain stream
And giving the world more than it gave you
What ugly truths freedom brings
And it hasn't been very kind to you
Is this your life, Jackie Brown

Is this your meal, Jackie Brown
Barely enough, I've seen people throw more than this out
Is this your home, Jackie Brown
This three room shack
With no running water
And the bathroom out back
Is this your grave, Jackie Brown
This little piece of limestone that says another desperate man took himself out
Is this your dream, Jackie Brown

Going nowhere and nowhere fast
We shame ourselves to watch people like this live
But who gives a damn about Jackie Brown
Just another lazy man who couldn't take what was his
One helluva life Jackie Brown
Forevermore, Jackie Brown
Amen and amen - Jackie Brown




Written by John Mellencamp

When Jesus left Birmingham
All the disciples went crazy
When Jesus left Birmingham
All the people went completely nuts
They all busted out on a wild night
Riding high on a golden calf
When Jesus left Birmingham
All the people had themselves a big long laugh

Well my girl, she's a walker
And she can talk herself out of any mess
My girl, she don't pray
But somehow she seems still to be blessed
And when those crazy nights come callin',
Man, she'll dance on the tables
Like all of the rest
When my girl left Birmingham
She was doing what she thought was best

It's all free on the inside
It's all free on the inside
It's all free on the inside
It's all free on the inside
It's all free on the inside
It's all free on the inside
It's all free on the inside

(I passed a very uncomfortable feeling last night
Save us right now, we need you...
To hell with all the lies and liars
Recovery, recovery, I don't know about any recovery
Inside, gotta get inside
Inside)

I see myself with a rosary
I'm in a garden and I'm talking to myself
I ain't sayin' much worth repeating
Just askin' for forgiveness and all of his best
When those crazy nights come callin'
Man, I'm just as human as I can be
When Jesus left Birmingham
He left it there for you and me
When Jesus left Birmingham
He left it there for you and me

So let it rock, let it roll
Let the Bible Belt come and save my soul

So let it rock, let it roll
Let the Bible Belt come and save my soul




Written by John Mellencamp

I've ridden down Sunset
I drank expensive wine
I've been married two dozen times
Raised ten children on a workman's pay
And I'm glad to say I've enjoyed everyday
Of the full catastrophe of life

I've sat in courtrooms
had people call me names
I've been to London town
On a supersonic plane
I was lovin' your wife
While you were lovin mine
And I'm glad to say I've enjoyed everyday
Of the full catastrophe of life

I've opened my belt to trouble everyday
Ain't looking for a fight
But you know I won't run away
From the full catastrophe of life

I've seen the goodness
I've known the baddest around
I was tattooed when it first came out
I shook the hand that showed Moses the way
And I'm glad to say I've enjoyed everyday
Of the full catastrophe of life




Written by John Mellencamp and George M. Green

On a Greyhound thirty miles beyond Jamestown
He saw the sun set on the Tennessee line
Looked at the young man who was riding beside him
He said I'm old kind of worn out inside
I worked my whole life in the steel mills of Gary
And my father before me I helped build this land
Now I'm seventy-seven and with God as my witness
I earned every dollar that passed through my hands
My family and friends are the best things I've known
Through the eye of the needle I'll carry them home

(Chorus)
Days turn to minutes
And minutes to memories
Life sweeps away the dreams
That we have planned
You are young and you are the future
So suck it up and tough it out
And be the best you can

The rain hit the old dog in the twilight's last gleaming
He said Son it sounds like rattling old bones
This highway's long but I know some that are longer
By sunup tomorrow I guess I'll be home
Through the hills of Kentucky 'cross the Ohio river
The old man kept talking 'bout his life and his times
He fell asleep with his head against the window
Said an honest man's pillow is his peace of mind
This world offers riches and riches will grow wings
I don't take stock in those uncertain things

(Chorus)
Days turn to minutes
And minutes to memories
Life sweeps away the dreams
That we have planned
You are young and you are the future
So suck it up and tough it out
And be the best you can

The old man had a vision but it was hard for me to follow
I do things my way and I pay a high price
When I think back on the old man and the bus ride
Now that I'm older I can see he was right

Another hot one out on highway eleven
This is my life it's what I've chosen to do
ThereĎs no free rides No one said it'd be easy
The old man told me this my son Iím telling it to you

(Chorus)
Days turn to minutes
And minutes to memories
Life sweeps away the dreams
That we have planned
You are young and you are the future
So suck it up and tough it out
And be the best you can




Written by Arthur Resnick and Kenny Young

When the sun beats down
And burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot
You wish your tired feet were fireproof

Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby
Is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun
(Under the boardwalk) People walking above
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be making love
(Under the boardwalk, boardwalk)

From the park you'll hear
The happy sound of a carousel
You can almost taste the hot dogs
And French fries they sell

Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby
Is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun
(Under the boardwalk) People walking above
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be making love
(Under the boardwalk, boardwalk)

Oh, under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby
Is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun
(Under the boardwalk) People walking above
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be falling in love
(Under the boardwalk, boardwalk)




Written by Van Morrison

As you brush your shoes and stand before your mirror
And you comb your hair and grab your coat and hat
And you walk the streets trying to remember yeah
All those wild nights breeze through your mind

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking down on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee
The wild night is calling

All the girls walk by dressed up for each other
And the boys do the boogie woogie on the corner of the street
And the people passing by just stare with the wild wonder
And the inside jukebox roars just like thunder

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee
The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee
The wild night is calling
Oooh, oo-ooh wee
The wild night is calling



14.  Seventh Son (Chess Studios Version - Bonus Track)

 

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