Biography:
Philip David Ochs (pronounced o?ks/) (December 19, 1940 – April 9, 1976) was an American protest singer (or, as he preferred, a topical singer) and songwriter who was known for his sharp wit, sardonic humor, earnest humanism, political activism, insightful and alliterative lyrics, and haunting voice. He wrote hundreds of songs in the 1960s and released eight albums in his lifetime.
Ochs performed at many political events, including anti-Vietnam War and civil rights rallies
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- A Year To Go By
- Another Age
- Another Country
- Automation Song
- Ballad Of Oxford
- Ballad Of William Worthy
- Bound For Glory
- Bracero
- Celia
- Changes
- Chords Of Fame
- Cops Of The World
- Cross My Heart
- Crucifixion
- Davey Moore
- Days Of Decision
- Doesnt Lenny Live Here Anymore
- Draft Dodger Rag
- Flower Lady
- Going Down To Mississippi
- Half A Century High
- Hands
- Heres To The State Of Mississippi
- Heres To The State Of Richard Nixon
- I Aint Marching Anymore
- I Shoulda Known Better
- Im Going To Say It Now
- Im Gonna Say It Now
- Im Tired
- In The Heat Of The Summer
- Is There Anybody Here
- Joe Hill
- Knock On The Door
- Links On The Chain
- Love Me Im A Liberal
- Maintaining Law And Order
- No More Songs
- One Way Ticket Home
- Outside Of A Small Circle Of Friends
- Passing Of My Life
- Pleasures Of The Harbor
- Power And The Glory
- Pretty Smart On My Part
- Rehersal For Retirement
- Remember Me
- Ringing Of Revolution
- Scorpion Departs But Never Returns
- Small Circle
- Song Of A Soldier
- Spaceman
- Spanish Civil War Song
- Street Soldier
- Ten Cents A Coup
- Thats The Way Its Gonna Be
- Thats What I Want To Hear
- The Bells
- The Cannons Of Christianity
- The Confession
- The Doll House
- The Highwayman
- The Passing Of My Life
- The Thresher
- The Trial
- The War Is Over
- There But For Fortune
- This Old World Is Changing Hands
- Too Many Martyrs
- Watch The Waterfall
- What Are You Fighting For
- Whats That I Hear
- When Im Gone
- When In Rome
- Where Were You In Chicago
- White Boots Marching In A Yellow Land
- William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park And Escapes Unscathed
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C F Em
Oh you tell me that there's danger to the land you call your own
F Em Am
And you watch them build the war machine right beside your home
C F Em
And you tell me that you're ready to go marchin' to the war
Dm G7 C
I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
Before you pack your rifle and sail across the sea
F Em Am
Just think upon the Southern part of the land that you call free
C F Em
Oh, there's many kinds of slavery and we've found many more
Dm G7 C
I know you're set for fightin', but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
And before you walk out on your job in answer to the call
F Em Am
Just think about the millions who have no job at all
C F Em
And the men who wait for handouts with their eyes upon the floor
Dm G7 C
Oh I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
Turn on your TV, turn it on so loud
F Em Am
And watch the fool a smiling there and tell me that you're proud
C F Em
And listen to your radio, the noise it starts to pour
Dm G7 C
Oh I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
Read your morning papers, read every single line
F Em Am
And tell me if you can believe that simple world you find
C F Em
Read every slanted word till your eyes are getting sore,
Dm G7 C
I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
And listen to your leaders, the ones who won the race
F Em Am
As they stand right there before you and lie into your face
C F Em
If you ever try to buy them, you know what they stand for
Dm G7 C
I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
Put ragged clothes upon your back and sleep upon the ground,
F Em Am
And tell police about your rights as they drag you down,
C F Em
And ask them as they lead you to some deserted door,
Dm G7 C
Yes, I know you're set for fightin', but what are you fightin' for?
C F Em
But the hardest thing I'll ask you, if you will only try
F Em Am
Is take your children by their hands and look into their eyes
C F Em
And there you'll see the answer you should have seen before
Dm G7 C
If you'll win the wars at home, there'll be no fighting anymore
Oh you tell me that there's danger to the land you call your own
F Em Am
And you watch them build the war machine right beside your home
C F Em
And you tell me that you're ready to go marchin' to the war
Dm G7 C
I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
Before you pack your rifle and sail across the sea
F Em Am
Just think upon the Southern part of the land that you call free
C F Em
Oh, there's many kinds of slavery and we've found many more
Dm G7 C
I know you're set for fightin', but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
And before you walk out on your job in answer to the call
F Em Am
Just think about the millions who have no job at all
C F Em
And the men who wait for handouts with their eyes upon the floor
Dm G7 C
Oh I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
Turn on your TV, turn it on so loud
F Em Am
And watch the fool a smiling there and tell me that you're proud
C F Em
And listen to your radio, the noise it starts to pour
Dm G7 C
Oh I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
Read your morning papers, read every single line
F Em Am
And tell me if you can believe that simple world you find
C F Em
Read every slanted word till your eyes are getting sore,
Dm G7 C
I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
And listen to your leaders, the ones who won the race
F Em Am
As they stand right there before you and lie into your face
C F Em
If you ever try to buy them, you know what they stand for
Dm G7 C
I know you're set for fighting, but what are you fighting for?
C F Em
Put ragged clothes upon your back and sleep upon the ground,
F Em Am
And tell police about your rights as they drag you down,
C F Em
And ask them as they lead you to some deserted door,
Dm G7 C
Yes, I know you're set for fightin', but what are you fightin' for?
C F Em
But the hardest thing I'll ask you, if you will only try
F Em Am
Is take your children by their hands and look into their eyes
C F Em
And there you'll see the answer you should have seen before
Dm G7 C
If you'll win the wars at home, there'll be no fighting anymore
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