Three Chords to Freedom

Musings on a precious commodity

A Couple Bottles Short of a Six-Pack

Don’t ya just love readin’ the news…  saw an interesting article today and this piece was the result. Don’t have the music yet… but it’ll come.

I was in Pagosa Springs just the other day
Saw a man on a soapbox, stopped to hear what he’d say
He screamed take that peace sign off your abode
It’s the sign of the Devil, it belongs in your commode.
Take it down, we won’t ask twice
It ain’t no sin to kill a Commie for Christ

He said:

Freedom is for me,
Freedom’s not for you
You ask me how I know it’s true
‘Coz my neck is red
My skin is white
And my blood is blue

He stood on his toes to emphasize his point
While in the air behind me I thought I smelled a joint
He ranted and screamed that what he spoke was true
This passion for peace was the devil’s due
The value of our homes is gonna drop, you see
If our neighbors start to think their speech is free

He said:

Freedom is for me,
Freedom’s not for you
You ask me how I know it’s true
‘Coz my neck is red
My skin is white
And my truck is blue

He shouted let’s fine ‘em twenty-five a day
Show ‘em free speech has a price to pay
We mean business, this is not any bluff
Our property values are serious stuff
Remember, we got cov-e-nants
To stop people sayin’ whatever they want

He said:

Freedom is for me,
Freedom’s not for you
You ask me how I know it’s true
‘Coz my neck is red
My skin is white
And my dog’s named Blue

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The move is complete!

Over the next couple of days there may be a glitch or two while the new address sweeps across the net.  The new location is easily identified by www.threechordstofreedom in the header.

Thanks for sticking with us!

Quack

We’re Moving

Bear with us if we’re intermittent over the next few hours.  We’ve established three new URLs for this site, to make sure it can be found more easily…  http://threechordstofreedom.com/  http://3chordstofreedom.com/ and http://3c2f.com/ (look for upcoming “3c2F” branding througout the net.)

Quack!

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Total – Chicago 1968

What’ll you tell the people, Andrea
When you come back from Chicago
What’ll you tell the people, Andrea
When you come back in a shroud 

Revelation in your mind
Degradation you can find
in your mind
CHORUS:
Police and politics
Hassles arise
Police and politics
and people die

The Gestapo has risen again
the SS troops and Mayor Daly’s friends
beat my friends

CHORUS

INTERLUDE

Policeman’s club
is covered with blood
the cameraman falls
but his picture is taken

Revelation in your mind
Degradation you can find
in your mind

CHORUS

My friend died today

What’ll you tell the people, Andrea
When you come back from Chicago
What’ll you tell the people, Andrea
When you come back in a shroud
Copyright Ron Lynch Chalice 1968, 1986, 2004 All Rights Reserved.