Sarah Lee Guthrie - When I'm Gone

When I'm Gone by Phil Ochs. Preformed by Sarah Lee Guthrie, opening for her father Arlo Guthrie in Spokane, WA.
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[@icaruscrane8846]

Phil was a great American poet. Any keeping his music alive is a hero (or heroine) of our past glory. Thanks, Sarah Lee.

[@rabbipaulkurland7920]

It’s always meaningful to play a Phil Ochs song.

[@Jmmbear]

You do this song justice! You have a beautiful voice!

[@kerryevans1562]

Woody granddaughter Deadly Greetings from Dublin Ireland brothers and sisters brilliant

[@pavanatanaya]

She was opening for her Dad when I saw her steal the evening with this song. The first five rows were in tears by the end of the song

[@NewsHistorian]

Pure beauty. Phil would have approved.

[@suesundowner6780]

Phil would love it.

[@clearfield2009]

there's no place in this world where I'll belong when I'm gone
And I won't know the right from the wrong when I'm gone
And you won't find me singin' on this song when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.
And I won't feel the flowing of the time when I'm gone
All the pleasures of love will not be mine when I'm gone
My pen won't pour a lyric line when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.
And I won't breathe the bracing air when I'm gone
And I can't even worry 'bout my cares when I'm gone
Won't be asked to do my share when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.
And I won't be running from the rain when I'm gone
And I can't even suffer from the pain when I'm gone
Can't say who's to praise and who's to blame when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.
Won't see the golden of the sun when I'm gone
And the evenings and the mornings will be one when I'm gone
Can't be singing louder than the guns when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.
All my days won't be dances of delight when I'm gone
And the sands will be shifting from my sight when I'm gone
Can't add my name into the fight when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.
And I won't be laughing at the lies when I'm gone
And I can't question how or when or why when I'm gone
Can't live proud enough to die when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here.
Source: Musixmatch

[@johninsouthjersey]

Very nice. :-) And of course as a "Child of the 60s"... Peace. :-)