The guy Dylan threw out of a limousine: "You're not a folk singer. You're a journalist!".

Despite Bob Dylan and Phil Ochs not seeing eye to eye, Phil Ochs made more than his own mark on the sixties folk scene. This song shows him as being more than simply a protest singer; he had a way to paint beautiful pictures with words. I remember singing this song back in the days when I used to slug it out round the folk clubs in England and still have a recording somewhere (though my voice was a tad higher back in then). Enjoy this song 'cos it's a keeper.

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