Phil Ochs – Santo Domingo (Guitar)

Em
And the crabs are crazy, they scuttle back and forth,

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The sand is burning

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And the fish take flight and scatter from the sight, their courses

Em
turning. As the seagulls rest on the cold cannon nest,

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The sea is churning

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The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo

Em
The fishermen sweat, they're pausing at their nets,

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The day's a-burning

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As the warships sway and thunder in the bay, loud in the

Em
Morning. But the boy on the shore is throwing pebbles no more,

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He runs a-warning:

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That the marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo

Em
The streets are still, there's silence in the hills,

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The town is sleeping

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And the farmers yawn in the grey silver dawn, the fields they're

Em
Keeping. As the first troops land and step into the sand,

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The flags are weeping

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The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo

Em
The unsmiling sun is shining down upon

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The singing soldiers

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In the cloud dust whirl they whistle at the girls, they're getting

Em
Bolder. All the old women sigh, think of memories gone by,

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They shrug their shoulders

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The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo

Em
Ready for the tricks, their bayonets are fixed,

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Now they are rolling

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And the tanks make tracks past the trembling shacks where fear's

Em
Unfolding. All the young wives afraid, turn their backs to the parade

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With babes they're holding

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The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo

Em
A bullet cracks the sound, the army hits the ground,

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the sniper is callin'

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So they open up their guns, a thousand to one, no sense in

Em
Stalling. He clutches at his head and totters on the edge,

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Look how he's falling

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The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo

Em
In the red plaza square, The crowds come to stare,

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The heat is leaning

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And the eyes of the dead are turning every head to the widows

Em
Screaming. But the soldiers make a bid, giving candy to the kids,

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Their teeth are gleaming

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The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo

Em
Up and down the coast, the generals drink a toast,

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The wheel is spinning

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And the cowards and the whores are peeking through the doors to see who's

Em
Winning. But the traitors will pretend that it's getting near the end,

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When it's beginning

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The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo

Em
And the crabs are crazy, they scuttle back and forth,

            D     Dsus D
The sand is burning

        C         D          C                D
And the fish take flight and scatter from the sight, their courses

Em
turning. As the seagulls rest on the cold cannon nest,

           D      Dsus D
The sea is churning

    C            D             C         D  Em
The marines have landed on the shores of Santo Domingo