A In the quiet morning There was much despair And in the hours that followedA7 No one could repairD That poor girlE Tossed by the tides of misfortuneE7 Barely here to tell her taleE Rolled in on a sea of disasterE7 E E7 Rolled out on a mainline railA She once walked tight at my side I'm sure she walked by youD Her striding steps could not denyE E7 Torment from a child who knewA That in the quiet morning There would be despair And in the hours that followedA7 No one could repairD That poor girlE She cried out her song so loudE7 It was heard the whole world roundD A symphony of violenceE E7 The great southwest unboundA E D E D A
In The Quiet Morning
Joan Baez
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Tom:
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