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Lyrics |
Sunday morning church bells ringing in the air
Sunday morning people reciting a prayer
Alone a woman scribbles in the shadow of the shrine
Fingers trace a story written on a sign
CHORUS:
On a sign food is what she needs
And why she leads the life she leads
A sign with a body and soul
For whom the Church bells toll
A sign all of us must read
Church bells ring again people pour into the street
To one another say good-bye feeling complete
Walking past her slowly no one looks her in the eye
The shadow of a story written on a sign
CHORUS: (REPEAT)
Bridge:
Her clothes are worn ragged her face the same
Was it a run of bad luck or too terrible to name?
We don't want to look because we don't want to see
With a twist of fate it can happen to you or me
CHORUS: (Repeat)
The poor will be with us always - until the end of time
Maybe we can't feed them all but we can't pretend we're blind
Or sound like politicians trying to define
The meaning of a story written on a sign
CHORUS: (Repeat) |
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Description |
Short Song Description: Simple vocal and acoustic guitar. |
Story Behind the Song: A song based on a woman I saw in San Francisco with her 'story' on a cardboard sign. |
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Credits |
Lyric Credits: G T Bouts |
Music Credits: G T Bouts |
Producer Credits: Gregory T Boutsikaris |
Publisher Credits: Glenwood Record$ |
Performance Credits: Bouts |
Label Credits: Glenwood Record$ |
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Metadata |
Song Length: 3:05
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Primary Genre: Folk-General
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Secondary Genre: Folk-Traditional
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Lead Vocal: Female Vocal
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Subject Matter 1: Luck/Coincidence
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Subject Matter 2: Poverty
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Mood 1: Poignant
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Mood 2: Moving
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Similar Artist 1: Joan Baez
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Similar Artist 2: Bob Dylan
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Language: English
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Era: 1960 - 1969
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