Joan Baez - Ring Them Bells

Ring them bells ye heathen
From the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries
Cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide
And the world on it’s side
And time is running backwards
And so is the bride.

Ring them bells Saint Peter
Where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an ironhand
Oh the people will know
Oh it's rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down
Upon the sacred cow.

Ring them bells Sweet Martha
For the poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world
Will know that God is one
Oh the shepherd is asleep
Where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled
With lost sheep

Ring them bells
For the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells
For all of us who are left
Ring them bells
For the chosen few
Who judge the many
When the game is through

Ring them bells
For the time that flies
For the child that cries
When innocence dies.

Ring them bells Saint Catherine
From the top of the room
Ring them bells from the fortress
For the lilies that bloom
Oh the lines are long
And the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance
Between right and wrong.