Peter, Paul and Mary – 75 Septembers (Guitar)

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In the year of the yellow cab, shadow of the great world war

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The third kid grandma had, came into this world

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On a rolling farm in Maryland when Wilson was the president

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and summer blew her goodbye through the trees

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A child of changing times, growing up between the wars

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and Fords rolled off the lines and bars all closed their   doors

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and I imagine to you back then with snap brim hat and farmer's tan

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when horses drew their wagons through the fields

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Now the fields are off four lanes and the moon's not just a name

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are you more amazed at how things change   or how they stay the same?

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And do you sit here on this porch and wonder how the time flies by

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or does it seem to barely creep along?

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with seventy five Septembers   come and gone

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Were the fields all gold and fawn was the spring house dark and cool

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Did the rooster crow at dawn when they got you up for school?

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And would you tell me once again the tales of granddad's hired men

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And how they drove the old dirt road to town

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'Cause now the fields are off four lanes and the moon 's not just a name

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are you more amazed at how things change   or how they stay the same?

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And do you sit here on this porch and wonder how the time flies by

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or does it seem to barely creep along?

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with seventy five Septembers come and gone

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with seventy five Septembers come and gone

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In the year of the yellow cab

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Shadow of the great world war