Joan Baez In Guernica Lyrics
In Guernica the dead children were layed out in order on the sidewalk
In their white starched dresses
In their pitiful white dresses
On their foreheads and breasts the little round holes where death came in as thunder while they were playing their important summer games
Do not weep for them, Madre
They are gone forever, the little ones
Straight to heaven to the saints
And God will fill the bullet holes with candy
See also other Joan Baez lyrics
- Please Come to Boston Lyrics
- Queen of Hearts Lyrics
- No Woman No Cry Lyrics
- Love Is a Four-Letter Word Lyrics
- Te Recuerdo Amanda Lyrics
- In The Quiet Morning Lyrics
- The River in the Pines Lyrics
- Boulder to Birmingham Lyrics
- Las Madres Cansadas Lyrics
- Let It Be Lyrics
- I Dream of Jeannie/Danny Boy [medley] Lyrics
- The Tramp on the Street Lyrics