letra de age of treason - previously unreleased - donovan
on a lone and windy hilltop, beneath a roof of tin
in a little wallpapered bedroom, i done my growin’
’twas there i dreamt my dreams, there i hung my jeans
and wandered through my p-b-rty as all do
my mother was a tight nut, bound up with false guilt
strapped up in her fearing, wall she had built
an independent girl in a dark and cruel world
she’d lost the way to say, “okay, now lay back”
we disagreed on most things, i shouted peace and love
the family of mankind, the symbol of the dove
she only saw the surface of things before her face
but i was young and argued on for hours
my father he liked poetry, a scholar he might have made
had a nothing, born a poor boy, barefoot and underpaid
so the man worked with his hands, up and down the land
his dreams forgot he thought that i must follow
with his marks as worker’s wisdom, he’d read a thing or two
he once had been a mason but he never followed through
always kind and thoughtful, smelling of machine oil
and he read me poetry of visionaries
i flunked my way to college, a loser kind of school
but we bobbed and played time, arty, feeling cool
a chance to live an artist, diggin’ the ravin’ scene
reading kerouac and ginsberg, well deuced
i was not academic, art and english neat
the history of mankind i liked that a bit
and what was i to do? the choices they were few
a downright disgrace to the working cl-sses
a downright disgrace to the working cl-sses
a downright disgrace to the working cl-sses
a downright disgrace to the working cl-sses
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