Ralph McTell – Peppers And Tomatoes (Guitar)

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This year in my garden, I grow peppers and tomatoes

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Peppers and tomatoes, they grow together well

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And my neighbors all around me, they grow beans and potatoes

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Cabbages and onions in the village where we dwell

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And later in the year, we will bring wine to the table

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Bring wine to the table and reap what we have sown

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Like my father did before and his father did before him

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And his father did before him, we will share what we have grown

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  This little patch of dirt, this little pile of stones

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I can wash the dust from off my face and skin

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But this earth is in my bones

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Military vehicles are passing through our village

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Passing through our village with young soldiers ill at ease

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Unsmiling and unshaven, distrustful and uncertain

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Distrustful and uncertain and all smoking constantly

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My neighbors say, "Don't worry for you are one of us

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You are one of us and it will not happen here"

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But the next night at the cafe, when I bring wine to the table

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When I bring wine to the table, they are sitting drinking beer

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Last night the hand of friendship fell heavy on my shoulders

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Heavy on my shoulders as I turned away to go

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As I said goodnight some old men, some old men and young soldiers

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Were humming tunes and singing words to songs that I did not know

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  Oh, this little patch of dirt and this little pile of stones

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I can wash the dust from off my face and skin

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But this earth is in my bones

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This morning my wife told me that she'd been to church on Sunday

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Been to church on Sunday, she had felt the need to pray

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Our children were baptised there, but it was just to please the old ones

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Just to please the old ones and I don't know what to say

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Tonight as dark is falling, I am tending to my garden

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Tending to my garden and the crop that I have grown

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My car is heavy laden and soon I'll start the engine

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Soon I'll start the engine, wake the children and be gone

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  Oh, this little patch of dirt and this little pile of stones

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I can wash the dust from off my face and skin

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But this earth is in my bones

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My shotgun it is loaded and it's hidden in the cabin

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It's hidden in the cabin and the evening's growing chill

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My mouth is dry, my hands are moist, if someone tries to stop me

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If someone tries to stop me, I am ready now to kill

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  Oh, this little patch of dirt and this little pile of stones

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I can wash the dust from off my face and skin

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But this earth is in my bones

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I am watering my garden when I smell the cigarette smoke

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Smell the cigarette smoke and I turn round in the dust

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And I see the glint of rifles but I cannot see the faces

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But I recognise the voices that say, "You must come with us"