Baez Joan The 33rd Of August Lyrics

The 33rd Of August Lyrics

Today, theres no salvation, the bands packed up and gone

 Left me standing with my penny in my hand 

 theres a big crowd at the station where the blind man sings his song

 But he can see what they cant understand.

 

 (CHORUS)

 Its the thirty-third of August and Im finlly touching down

 Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound.

 

 Once I stumbled through the darkness, tumbled to my knees

 A thousand voices screamin in my brain

 Woke up in a squad car, busted down for vagrancy

 Outside my cell as sure as hell, it looked like rain.

 

 But now Ive got my dangerous feelings under lock and chain

 Guess I killed my violent nature with a smile

 Though the demons danced and sang their song within my fevered brain

 Not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were defiled.

 

 Mickey Newbury

 Copyright 1969 by Acuff-Rose Publications, Inc.

 BMI 3:42