Patti Smith

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Nodding though the lamp's lit low
Nod for passers underground
To and fro she's darning and
The land is weeping red and pale

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     Weeping yarn from Algiers
     E            D    Esus4 E
     Weeping yarn from Algiers

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Weaving though the eyes are pale
What will rend will also mend
The sifting cloth is binding
And the dream she weaves will never end

     For we're marching toward Algiers
     For we're marching toward Algiers

Instrumnetal verse

Lullaby though baby's gone
Lullaby, a broken song
Oh, the cradle was our call
When it rocked we carried on

     And we marched on toward Algiers
     For we're marching toward Algiers
     We're still marching for Algiers
     Marching, marching for Algiers

Not to hail a barren sky
Sifting cloth is weeping red
The mourning veil is waving high
A field of stars and tears we've shed

In the sky a broken flag
Children wave and raise their arms
We'll be gone but they'll go on
And on and on and on and on

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