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I THE NATIONAL TOPICAL SONG MAGAZINE JUNE 1966 PRICE 50¢ ARTICLE BY CAHILLA ADAM:> "W'oody Guthrie: l\Ian. or :Jd:yth A CAl'll ID ~vORD PORTRAIT OF THE OKLAHOHA BALLADEER IN ~IS DAYS WITH THE ALHANAC SINGERS '" * '" '" '" * A SONG, 2 POEHS Pete Seeger POEH BY AL LEVINSON SONGS BY KAY COTHRAN DICK KOHLER FRAN TAYLOR & IRHA JURIST Ric ldasten l\fIike Kellin Len. Chandler l\I:ark Spoelstra - 2 - POETRY SECTION SUNDAY :r{E\V-S, MAY I 29, 1966\ SIGNS In CUBA . Puts Nation on Alert He"sain thllt Ameman l:naqres " By Alfred Levinson Although Castro did not refer of Cuban incursions into Guan-. to the note, he launched into a tanamo were "lying' and false" bellicose tirade against the-V.S. ~nd were being used. bl Wash- . 1: on the Havana radio last night, mgton as a pretell:t, .for pre In Cuba ending by putting the island Pllring an invasion. of Cuba. - nation on a state of alert and Castro caned Americans' "son, of bitches": and said Cuba would the sign HAVANA HILTON calling up ~i1itary reserves. but Havana isn't Hilton fight any invasion to the !sst man. anymore ~======'==-=-'-="=='='=~ ..... ,,-~-j;.,- 2: 'NO POEMS BY PETER SEEGER In Cuba the sign COCA COLA 1. TO FIGHT, PERCHANCE TO WDl (0 irony in red To fight, perchance to win, aye, there's the rub the simple circle symbolizing soda For victory brings power and prestige Silver dollars glazed in red And the children of the children of the fighters cartwheeling across the globe) Take all for granted, and, in turn, oppress beneath it VENCEREMOS ~ 1966 by Fall River l.fusic Inc. Sweet sweet coke 2. GOliATH torn from the chain a nursery rhyme (What made the link go weak? \'ias it carbonation that caused Goliath, Goliath, bound in steel the chain to break?) Goliath, Goliath, fell in the field A beardless boy not fully grown And Cubanos sip Brought him down with a sling and a stone. the familiar green lip of the handy bottle Goliath's mother wept and mourned and in the fizz you hear sweet sighs: Remembering the day when he was born the pause that refreshes Goliath's children got the blame is nationalized. Goliath, Goliath, got the fame 3: @ 1966 by Fall River lfusic Inc. In Cuba the' sign SHElliJBRICATION BEWARE:HERE COME FRIENDS the letters ~IEL rubbed out Words: RICHARD KOHLER (The Caddies and the Buicks Tune: "When Dolly Hear the Sound of the Drum" (Calypso) strewn in passing still prowl their empty snouts 1. When President Johnson arrive at the door to the elephant trunks To offer you progress, you wind up at war; of gas pwnps (repeat)* The engines must be fed o he gorma dance, he show you his heart no matter who the driver is) He gonna blow your country apart. (repeat)* Tell me, friend, can lubrication be without shel? 2. Secretary McNamara's philanthropic pride Can a siMple change in spell Is the napalm bomb and the cyanide; ing change a paradise to hell1 o he gorma kill, murder and bomb Till all the people's protected trom 4: harm. o serpent's apple red 3. When Secretary Rusk get up and say Oil and coke ''We have come to help", the people try a shel to get away; hotel o he gorma send the bulldozers 'round Expel Till allot the people is ploughed the dollars from paradise underground. let the greenbacks 4. Vice-President Humphrey is so very nice born of forbidden fruit He smile to see the GI's burn the go home ,people and they rice; to breed in their two-bit o he gonna kiss the babies,and wave; hell He gonna sing and dance on your grave. 5. When the U.S. comes into a foreign land leaving the mark of cane behind The prisons and the cemeteries start to By the sweat of whose brow expand; Shall your bread be eaten now! o the U.S. gon' be like tather to son The U.S. will free the world with the guhl Copyright 1966 by Alfred Levinson *( Follow same repeat pattern for each verse) BR{)AJ)SIDE #"71 Copyright 1966 by Richard Kohler -3- Music: IRMA JURIST COMPUTER Love .. song Words: FRANCES TAYLOR @ 1966 First Born Music Co. "'1iiT' 'V"...., i!r "'1Ir "1!:::Y'" ~....- -.r I I m not programmed for you! That I s how the 1 4 0 1 grinds -- I f ;, 11 II II lie II ~ II II 1. B. M. cards, move --- f1f1 But k wi J _ :n 1 J ~~ + I 1 ill ill } :J I j J JJ - 21 You've got background that I ain't got \ I You like sa- lads, I like things'hot, 00 - num- bel' com- bos can't tell my need or Just how neat- ly you match my speed, 00 - ~:=i: 'P..~ !:: ::\ ~111 f'1 .n ~ P- ~ t:::!:::t ~ 3d iiil p' r1jJ J jRJ J-J J Jig, j j J GidJ7i/ 00 - - 00 - 11m not programmed for you - 00 - 00 - 00 - 00, I guess we'll have to 00 - - 00 - Who's II 11 II who - 00 - 00 - 00 - 00, Let's build a new ma- !{~ t~;4t1 J rDC1J ;J r:QiC# -II sa.y a. - dieu-- 00 - 00 - - 00. chine for two -- 00 - 00 - - oot Irma Jurist. who wrote the tune to this song (which Lyric writer, Frances Taylor, has for some time incidentally, was received with wild enthusiasm when worked as music columnist for a Long Island Daily she performed it at a Broadside Hoot this spring) is newspaper. In the process of interviewing young currently appearing Honda.y evenings here in New York songwriter-singers (runong them Bob Dylan) for her at the FIVE SPOT. She will continue to appear thru column, she becar16 interested in !'Iongwriting her the month of June and into July. self. We hope to print more of her Bongs ~ the .BRfJADSIDE. #71 near future. -- Ed • -4 By LEN H. CHk~DLER, JR. Feet First baby @1964 Fall River Music Inc. (;..1 ---.. --- &-,1) ~ ~ ---------- '--- I was a feet first ba-by J been bas-ack-wards all My life; t ~1 ----- J j HIE r E Elr-e fir r F f1riiJ I was a feet first ba-by, been bas-ack-wards all my life; -------- ~ j \iF Fif r ~r Fir ~F'I~J~r= rI U jr r !]l!Jo.lQj# II (They) Could not get in touch with Doc Nel- son, The un-der-taker was ~ mid-wife. ---------- 2. I went to the gypsy woman, boys 6. I had lost ny razor, Baby She washed her hands, burned the deck and threw They took my gun when I'se in jail; the ashes all away. (Repeat) (Repeat) Just had this itty-bitty pen knife 2. I went to the gypsy woman, boys That I usually use to cut my nails. She washed her hands, burned the deck and threw the ashes all away. 7. vlell, boys, I cut him and I cut him (Repeat) From his A down to his Z; She said "You're born for bad luck a'1d trouble (Repeat) child Now he's a walking picture puzzle I wouldn't even touch your pay." Please don't clap your hands on me. 3. Here comes the Hootchy Cootchy man, Baby B. I'm going down to New Orleans, Baby Now he's the only one I trust; Behind the rising sun; (Repeat) (Repeat) He stood there spitting and stammering 'Cause I just found out, Pretty Mama Kicking in the alley dust. My troubles have just begun. 4. He said, "You'll never have no money, 9. Get me a "moe joe hand" You'll never have one minute's peace; (Repeat) . And a brand new chicken head; (Repeat) And on the day that you get lucky, One's going to bring you to your senses The sun I s going to set over in the East." The other I s gonna bring you to my bed. 5. If he had a hit me with his fist, Baby I wouldn't a cut the boy so bad; "Feet First Babyll has been recorded by Len (Repeat) on his recently released Columbia LP, TO BE But he slapped me like I'se a woman A MAN. And it's the sound that made me so mad. Words t KAY COTHRAN I AM A TROUBLED SOLDIER Tune: "Merry Month Of May" One morning so early, one morning in }by, ilGo build me a castle on yon mountain high, I heard a young soldier lamenting and say", IVhere the dove she can hear me as she does pass by. I heard a young soldier lamenting and moan~ For it's in no dark jungle I'll rest when I'm gone" "I am a troubled soldier, no friend and no home." I am a troubled soldier, no friend and no home." "For pm-Jer and glory, my country and horne, "Get sixteen great warships to cOTry me home. I left my poor parents behind and alone .. Get sixteen great generals to pray o'er my bones. I left my p00r parents in sorrow to mourn .. Get sixteen br:lVe citizens to cheer me below •. I am a troubled soldier, no friend and no home .111 I am a trOUbled soldier, no friend and no home." III 1m tro~bled in trouble, 11m troUbled and why? "Fo.rewell 0.11 you people I III novermore see. If trouble don't kill me, I never shall die •.