Phil Ochs - This Old World Is Changing Hands Lyrics
Oh, a thousand marching armies and a million marching menHave won the wide world over and lost it back again,But now the word has gone to evry fallen land,That this old world is changing hands.From the master to the servant, from the owner to the slaveColonial days are buried in a deep and dirty grave;Its so easy to see and well to understandThat this old world is changing hands.Washington and jefferson and patrick henry too,They knew what they were doing when they started something newIt was in this giant land of ours that it all beganWhen this old land was changing hands.*chorus*And when world war two was rollin by the tide was on its wayMany countries had to listen to the words they had to sayAnd the word was spread by millions, all of yellow, black, and tan,That this old world is changing hands.*chorus*Now africa and asia and the carribean shoreNo longer can be counted as the spoils of warThey were bought and sold together, now together they will stand,For this old world is changing hands.*chorus*