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Blessed Are...

Blessed are the one-way ticket

Holders on the one-way street

Blessed are the midnight-riders

For in the shadow of God they sleep

Blessed are the huddled hikers

Staring aut at falling rain

Wondring at the retribution

In their personal acquaintance with pain

Blessed are the blood relations

Of the young ones who have died

Who had not the time or patience

To carry on this earthly ride.

Rain will come and winds will blow,

Wild deer die in the mountain snow.

Birds will beat at Heavens wall,

What comes to one must come to all.

For you and I are one-way ticket

Holders on that one-way street

Which lies across a golden valley

Where the waters of joy and hope run deep.

So if you pass the parents weeping

Of the young ones who have died

Take them to your warmth and keeping

For blessed are the tears the cried

and many were the years they tried

Take them to that valley wide

And let their souls be pacified.

Joan Baez

Copyright 1971, by Chandos Music,

ASCAP 3:03

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