Allende

Allende - Moving Hearts

The nighthawk flies and the owl cries

As we're driving

Down the road

Listening to the music

On an all night radio show

The announcer comes on

Says

If you've got ideas

I'll file the patent for you

What good's an idea that's not in the store

Making a buck or two

We drive to the town but the shutters are down

And the all night restaurants closed

It's the land of the free

They've got booze and TV

And tramps in the telephone booths

But the stars and the trees

And the early Spring breeze

Say Forget what assassains have done

Take our good soil in the palm of your hand

And wait for tomorrow's sun

It's a long way from the heartlands

To Santiago bay

Where the good doctor lies with blood in his eyes

And the bullets read U S of A

The truck driver's wife

Spends all her life

Driving down the road

Carrying the goods all the copper and wood

That's what makes America great

But the dollars like swallows they fly to the south

Where they know they've something to gain

Allende is killed

And the trucks are soon rolling again

It's a long way from the heartlands

To Santiago bay

Where the good doctor lies with blood in his eyes

And the bullets read U S of A

The nighthawk flies and the owl cries

As we're driving down the road

The full moon reveals all the houses and fields

Where good people do what they're told

A poet lies with coins in his eyes

There's no one around him to mourn

Who needs a poet who won't take commands

Who'd rather make love than war

It's a long way from the heartlands

To Santiago bay

Where the good doctor lies with blood in his eyes

And the bullets read U S of A

And the bullets read U S A