Lou marsh lyrics

Artist  : Phil ochs 
Song : Lou marsh
 
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Am		   c 		   em		 g
On the streets of new york city when the hour was
getting late
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Young men armed with knives and guns, young men
armed with hate
Am			 c				 d		 g
And lou marsh stepped between them and died there
in his tracks
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For one man is no army when the city turns it’s
back

Am		  c		    g		d
Now the streets are empty, now the streets are
dark
Em		    g	   am		  a
So keep an eye on shadows and never pass the
park
For the city is a jungle when the law is out of
sight
Death lurks in el barrio with the orphans of the
night

He left behind a chamber of a church he served so
long
For he learned the prayers of distant men will
never right the wrongs
His church became an alley and his pulpit was the
street
He made his congregation from the boys he used to
meet

There were two gangs approaching in spanish
harlem town
The smell of blood was in the air, the challenge
was laid down
He felt their blinding hatred, and he tried to
save their lives
And the answer that they gave him was their fists
and feet and knives

Will lou marsh lie forgotten in his cold and
silent grave? 
Will his memory still linger on, in those he
tried to save? 
All of us who knew him will now and then recall
And shed a tear on poverty, tombstone of us all
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