Lyrics - The Rifle And The Song by Trout Fishing In America

(
D.
Rodriguez)
So,
I turn my head to where the four winds blow,
And all the books
I've read and all the things
I know,
But the mystery lives on.
All my friends, they ask, "
Have you forgotten your soul?
Hou can you sing about hunger in a rock and roll song?"
But the mystery lives on.
Chorus:
The dancer or the dance, the sunset or the dawn.
I can't discern the difference between the rifle and the song.
They sanctify
Karl
Marx, and revolution,
And the
American record charts and austere solutions,
But the mystery lives on.
While they're starving in
Africa, and
Indo-
China,
And
South
America and
Appalachia,
The mystery lives on.
Chorus:
So,
I turn my head to where the four winds blow,
And all the books
I've read and all the things
I know,
But the mystery lives on.

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