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Artist/Band: Phil Ochs
Lyrics for Song: Flower Lady
Lyrics for Album: 20th Century Masters: Best Of Phil Ochs [2003]



Millionaires and paupers walk the hungry streets





Rich and poor companions of the restless beat


Bm C


Strangers in a foreign land


Bm C


Strike a match with trembling hand


Bm Em C D


Learn too much to ever understand


C D G C G


But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady





Lover's quarrel, snarl away their happiness


Kissed crumble in a web of lonliness


It's written by the poison pen


Voices break before they bend


The door is slammed


It's over, once again


But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady





Poets agonize, they cannot find the words


And the stone stares at the sculptor asks "are you absurd?"


The painter paints his brushes back


Through the canvas runs a crack


Portrait of the pain never answers back


But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady





Soldiers, disillusioned, come home from the war


Sarcastic students tell them not to fight no more


And they argue through the night


Black is black and white is white


Walk away both knowing they are right


But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady





Smoke dreams of escaping souls are drifting by


Dull the pain of living as they slowly die


Smiles change into a sneer


washed away by whiskey tears


In the quicksand of their mind they disappear


Still nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady





Feeble, aged, people almost to their knees


Complain about the present using memories


Never found their pot of gold


Wrinkled hands pound weary holes


Each line screams out you're old, you're old, you're old


But nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady





And the flower lady hobbles home without a sale


Tattered shreds of petals leave a fading trail


Not a pause to hold a rose


Even she no longer knows


The lamp goes out the evening now is closed


And nobody's buying flowers from the flower lady


Album Lyrics: 20th Century Masters: Best Of Phil Ochs [2003]


Phil Ochs
"20th Century Masters: Best Of Phil Ochs [2003]"


1. Flower Lady
2. No More Songs
3. Outside Of A Small Circle Of Friends
4. Tape From California
5. The Crucifixion
6. The War Is Over
7. William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park And Escapes Unscathed