Allende - Moving Hearts

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