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Dream last night about Ali Baba
With the forty thieves
Tom, Tom,
away
I'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker

Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters
Standing here with broken wings
I have seen
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Dream last night about Ali Baba
With the forty thieves
Tom, Tom,
The opportunity to lead a slave revolt
Because the West Virginian army made him holt.
He got caught by some racists who weren't down
With his liberal liberation,
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/john_holt/ali_baba.html ]
Dream last night about Ali Baba
With the forty thieves
Tom, Tom,
away
I'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker

Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters
Standing there with broken wings
I have seen
and turn my head away
I'm not stranger in the hands of the Maker

Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters
Standing there with broken wings
I
to me with the maker

My body is bent and broken
By long and dangerous sleep
I can work the fields of Abraham
And turn my head away
I'm not a stranger
In
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/john_holt/ali_baba.html ]
Dream last night about Ali Baba
With the forty thieves
Tom, Tom,
I'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker

Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters
Standing there with broken wings
I have seen
the Dear John Lounge downtown
I'm gonna miss ole Willie on the Jukebox
Singin' songs round after round
I'm gonna miss the face of strangers
And the steady
been.
Who killed john Lennon.

Rock.
Wasted away by a stranger.
Wasted away by a trend.
The streets cry goodnight.

It won't be long.
He could've
no rest
My mothers arms enfold me
And hold me to her breast

They say you been out wanderin'
They say you travelled far
Sit down young stranger
I'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker

Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters
Standing there with broken wings
I have seen
The Arrival 
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in, 
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side. 
When they catch sight
(written by jim beauhall and s. johns)

Miss June's old gray two-story
Stands at the edge of town
Its weathered boards could use a coat of paint
why I'm here.

John's gone, found dead, 
He dies high, he's brown bread. 
Later said to have drowned in his bed.
After the laughter, the wave
without her



Ooooh... I'm a stranger

Under neon, never knowing

Ooooh... In the distance

There's a river, and it's flowing

Oh... Love is calling

Oh...
Now Alice needed money.  I put ten dollars on the breeze.
As the wind died away, she sank way below her knees.
And as a hurricane passed by, she
by the wall 

"Wake up, wake up, the foe's inside!" 
John is the first, who hear's the cries 
"Wake up, wake up, the foe's insidel" 
Everyone runs
walked a tall stranger,
Shadowed her move to move.
In perfect unison,
A supernatural groove.
 
He took her by the hand
And the room began to spin.
My name is John Riley
I'll have your ear only a while
I left my dear home in Ireland
It was death, starvation or exile
And when I got to America
[Originally by John Kongos]

(He's gonna step on you again)
(He's gonna step on you again)
(He's gonna step on you again)
(He's gonna step on you
When up walked a tall stranger
Shadowed her move to move
In perfect unison
A supernatural groove

He took her by the hand
And the room began
beneath this city's heat
In the eyes of strangers who pass me by
Life is cruel and so unkind
Oh, Oh the SPIRIT OF '76

And Pete has seen his dreams