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Track: The Hitchhikers' Song
Artist: Joan Baez
Album: Blessed Are...

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Name: Joan Baez
Spotify Genres: folk, folk rock, singer-songwriter, traditional folk
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American singer-songwriter and activist born on January 9, 1941 in Staten Island, New York, USA and known for her soprano voice, three-octave range and distinct, rapid vibrato. Originally a folk singer, her music has considerably strayed from folk since the 1960s, encompassing rock, pop, country, and gospel. She was influential in helping [a=Bob Dylan] gain greater career success in his early performing days. Inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame on April 7, 2017. Daughter of [a=Albert Baez] and [a=Joan Baez, Sr.]; younger sister of [a=Pauline Marden] and older sister of [a=Mimi Farina] (also a folk musician). She had a romantic relationship with [a=Bob Dylan] in the mid-1960s, and later married [a=David Harris (15)] (from March 26, 1968 until their divorce on February 15, 1974) with whom she had a son, [a=Gabriel Harris].

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Release: Joan Baez - Blessed Are...
Year: 1971
Genres: Rock, Folk, World, & Country
Styles: Folk Rock, Folk

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LYRICS

(J. Baez)
When the mist rolls in on Highway One
Like a curtain to the day
A thousand silhouettes hold out their thumbs
And I see them and I say
You are my children
My sweet children
I am your poet.

With hair just like the burning tree of Moses
The girl beside you is your twin
Behind your fiery make-up you should know this
I am your sister, I am your kin, your flesh and kin
I'll write this tune
In matching phrases
Just to show it

You are the orphans in an age
Of no tomorrows
And with your walking you wage a war
Against the sorrows
Your fathers left you
A row to hoe
And you'll hoe it.

If I could write you easy directions
On a list
You would not read it, you could not see it
For the mist
Besides my pen is
Very righteous
And I know it.

So walk to the edges of a dying kingdom
There's one more summer just around the bend
The amber in your smile is brave and winsome
For though your highway has no end, it never ends
There is still the sky
The windy cliff
And the sea below it
I'd take an angel's ram horn trumpet
And I'd blow it
I'd blow it