Where Have All The Flowers Gone Lyrics

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BLESSED ARE THE ONE-WAY TICKET

HOLDERS ON THE ONE-WAY STREET

BLESSED ARE THE MIDNIGHT RIDERS

WHO IN THE SHADOW OF GOD THEY SLEEP



BLESSED ARE THE HOT OLD HIKERS

STARING OUT AT FALLING RAIN

WON`DRING AT THE RETRIBUTION

IN THEIR PERSONAL ACQUAINTANCE WITH PAIN



BLESSED ARE THE BLOOD RELATIONS

OF THE YOUNG ONES WHO HAVE DIED

WHO HAD NOT THE TIME OR PATIENCE

TO CARRY ON THIS EARTHLY LIFE



RAIN WILL COME AND WINDS WILL BLOW,

WILD DEER IN THE MOUNTAIN SNOW.

BIRDS WILL BEAT AT HEAVEN`S WALL,

WHAT COMES TO ONE MUST COME TO US ALL.



WELL, YOU AND I ARE ON THE ONE-WAY TICKET

HOLDERS ON THAT ONE-WAY STREET

WHICH LLIES ACROSS A GOLDEN VALLEY

WHERE THE WATER OF JOY AND HOPE RUN DEEP



SO IF YOU PASS THE PARENTS WEEPING

OF THE YOUNG ONES WHO HAVE DIED

TAKE THEM TO YOUR WARMTH AND KEEPING



FOR BLESSED ARE THE TEARS THEY CRIED

AND MANY WERE THE TEARS THEY CRIED

TAKE THEM TO THE VALLEY WIDE

AND LET THEIR SOULS BE PACIFIED