Any Fool Can Make Something

I Better Quit My Talking 'cause I Told You All I Know But Please Remember, Pardner, Wherever You May Go The People Are Building A Peaceful World, And When The Job Is Done, That'll Be The Biggest Thing That Man Has Ever Done.

I Worked In Your Orchards Of Peaches And Prunes. I Slept On The Ground In The Light Of The Moon. On The Edge Of The City You'll See Us And Then, We Come With The Dust And We Go With The Wind.

The World Is Filled With People Who Are No Longer Needed. And Who Try To Make Slaves Of All Of Us. And They Have Their Music And We Have Ours. Theirs, The Wasted Songs Of A Superstitious Nightmare. And Without Their Music And Ideological Miscarriages To Compare Our Songs Of Freedom To, We'd Not Have Any Opposite To Compare Music With - - And Like The Drifting Wind, Hitting Against No Obstacle, We'd Never Know Its Speed, Its Power.

There's Several Ways Of Saying What's On Your Mind. And In States And Counties Where It Ain't Too Healthy To Talk Too Loud, Speak Your Mind, Or Even Vote Like You Want To, Folks Have Found Other Ways Of Getting The Word Around. One Of The Mainest Ways Is By Singing.

Love Is The Only Medicine I Believe In.