Farewell, Angelina (Baez Joan)

Farewell, Angelina The bells of the crown Are being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound The triangle tingles And the trumpets play slow Farewell, Angelina The sky is on fire And I must go There's no need for anger There's no need for blame There's nothing to prove Everything's still the same Just a table standing empty By the edge of the sea means Farewell, Angelina The sky is trembling And I must leave The jack and the queen Have forsake the courtyard Fifty-two gypsies Now file past the guards In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild Farewell, Angelina The sky is falling I'll see you in a while See the cross-eyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun Shooting tin cans With a sawed-off shotgun And the neighobrs they clap And they cheer with each blast Farewell, Angelina The sky's changing color And I must leave fast King Kong, little elves On the rooftops they dance Valentino-type tangos While the makeup man's hands Shut the eyes of the dead Not to embarrass anyone But Farewell, Angelina The sky's embarrassed And I must be gone The machine guns are roaring The puppets heave rocks And fiends nail time bombs To the hands of the clocks Call me any name you like I will never deny it, But Farewell, Angelina The sky is erupting I must go where it's quiet