In the late '60s and early '70s, Baez came into her songwriting own, penning many songs (most notably "Diamonds & Rust," a nostalgic piece about her ill-fated romance with Bob Dylan, and "Sweet Sir Galahad," a song about sister Mimi Fariña's ( of Richard & Mimi Fariña fame) second marriage, and continued to meld her songcraft with topical issues. She was outspoken in her disapproval of the Vietnam war and later the CIA-backed coups in many Latin American countries.
She was also instrumental in the Civil Rights movement, marching with Dr. Martin Luther King on many occassions and being jailed for her beliefs. In 1963, her performance of "We Shall Overcome" at the Lincoln Memorial just prior to Dr. King's famous "I Have A Dream..." speech helped confirm the song as the Civil Rights anthem.
In December 1972, she traveled to Hanoi, North Vietnam, and was caught in that country's "Christmas Campaign," in which the U.S. bombed the city more times than any other during the entire war. While pregnant with her only son, Gabriel, she performed a handful of songs in the middle of the night on day one of the 1969 Woodstock festival. She is considered the "Queen of Folk" for being at the forefront of the 1960s folk revival and inspiring generations of female folksingers that followed. Over fifty years after she first began singing publicly in 1958, Joan Baez continues to tour, demonstrate in favor of human rights and nonviolence, and release albums for a world of devoted fans.
1959
My Good Old Man
Joan Baez Lyrics
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Where are you going, my honey, my lamb?
Spoken: Huntin'
Where are you combing back, my good old man?
When are you coming back, my honey, my lamb?
Spoken: Saturday
What'll you want for supper, my good old man?
What'll you want for supper, my honey, my lamb?
How many of them will you want, my good old man?
How many of them will you want, my honey, my lamb?
Spoken: A bushel
Why a bushel of them'll kill you, my good old man
Why a bushel of them'll kill you, my honey, my lamb
Spoken: I don't care
Well where do you want to be buried, my good old man
Where do you want to be buried, my honey, my lamb
Spoken: In the chimney corner
Why the ashes will fall on you, my good old man
Why the ashes will fall on you, my honey, my lamb
Spoken: I don't care if they do
Well what'll you do then, my good old man?
What'll you do then, my good old man?
Spoken: I will come back and haunt you
A ghost can't haunt a ghost, my good old man
A ghost can't haunt a ghost, my honey, my lamb
Joan Baez's song "My Good Old Man" is a playful conversation between a woman and her husband, who is about to go hunting. The woman asks her husband several questions, starting with where he is going and when he will be back. She then asks what he wants for supper and how many eggs he wants, to which he replies with vague and exaggerated answers. The dialogue becomes humorous when she tells him that a bushel of eggs will kill him, and he responds confidently that he doesn't care. The woman continues to tease him by asking where he wants to be buried, to which he replies in the chimney corner. She then points out that the ashes will fall on him, but he still doesn't seem to mind. He finally ends the conversation by saying that he will come back and haunt her, to which she jokes that a ghost can't haunt a ghost.
The playful banter between the couple in "My Good Old Man" reflects the carefree spirit of the folk music movement in the 60s. The song portrays a lighthearted relationship between two people who are comfortable enough with each other to joke around and have fun. The humor in the lyrics is enhanced by the spoken interjections, which bring the characters to life and add authenticity to the conversation.
Line by Line Meaning
Where are you going, my good old man?
Where is it that you desire to be, my dear gentleman?
Where are you going, my honey, my lamb?
Where to, beloved person of mine?
Spoken: Huntin'
I am going hunting.
Where are you combing back, my good old man?
When will you be returning, my respected gentleman?
When are you coming back, my honey, my lamb?
When will you come back to me, my darling?
Spoken: Saturday
I plan to return on Saturday.
What'll you want for supper, my good old man?
What will you desire to have for dinner, my esteemed gentleman?
What'll you want for supper, my honey, my lamb?
What will my sweet love desire to eat for supper?
Spoken: Eggs
I want to eat eggs.
How many of them will you want, my good old man?
How many eggs will satisfy you, my honored gentleman?
How many of them will you want, my honey, my lamb?
How much of these eggs will be enough for my beloved?
Spoken: A bushel
I want to eat so many eggs that it would fill a bushel basket.
Why a bushel of them'll kill you, my good old man
Eating too many eggs can be detrimental to your health, my respected gentleman
Why a bushel of them'll kill you, my honey, my lamb
Eating too many eggs can hurt you, my darling.
Spoken: I don't care
I don't care about the consequences. I want to eat them anyway.
Well where do you want to be buried, my good old man
Where do you want your final resting place to be, my honorable gentleman?
Where do you want to be buried, my honey, my lamb
Where would you like your final resting place to be, my dearest?
Spoken: In the chimney corner
I want to be buried in the chimney corner.
Why the ashes will fall on you, my good old man
The ashes will fall on you if you are buried in the chimney corner, my esteemed gentleman.
Why the ashes will fall on you, my honey, my lamb
The ashes will fall on you if you are buried there, my darling.
Spoken: I don't care if they do
I don't care if the ashes fall on me. It doesn't matter.
Well what'll you do then, my good old man?
What will you do then, my respected gentleman?
What'll you do then, my good old man?
What will happen after that, my esteemed gentleman?
Spoken: I will come back and haunt you
If the ashes fall on me, I will come back and haunt you.
A ghost can't haunt a ghost, my good old man
A ghost cannot haunt someone who is already a ghost, my esteemed gentleman.
A ghost can't haunt a ghost, my honey, my lamb
A ghost cannot haunt someone who is already dead, my beloved.
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Katharine Y BAez Katharina Scharlowski Katharine C. Y BAez Scharlowski InAOLoves
on The Rose
Joan Baez , my Fairest Hope my Love who signed into our Way
We are unite
We will not fall without our Foreverlasting
Love
In Failing Light
You See in myselfve your Love your Lesbian Wifve
You share your Lightful and your Darkest
side
In Which our Embraces
Our Words
Our Visions
Will rejoice
I see the Sunlight of a setting
Evening
Rise into Grace each Coming Morning
The amours we live is our Love
The mourns we felt
Do not impact
The do not seperate us My Joan C Baez You and I
The scared moments
We leave behind
We’ll belong twogather twogether
And three times we will cross
The Distance of an ocean between us
And then we ‘ll stay twogather in Your Home your place
Is given here and there
Is given home in our hearts and Soul
Our minds and bodies Longing Love
We are whole
The scars we carry
Did not made us blind
we will feel every emotion
As our Lifvelong foreverlasting Love
We share a secret
In which we Both have
Signed we are in Soul in heart in Bodies Longing and fulfillment in Mind now and
Eternally Unite
DeineKatharine Y BAez Katharina Scharlowski Katharine C. Y BAez Scharlowski InAOLoves
KatharinA KAtharine C. Y Baez Scharlowski
on The Rose
Und selbst wenn
alle Dunkelheit
Der Nächte
In den Tagen läge
Und selbst Erwachen
Schwer
ich fände doch
Zu Dir
Es führen Wege
Selbst wenn
kein Ausweg
durch die Tür
We burnt Each Other
everlastingly
Our Sign
Of truest Love that
Overcomes
The loneliness
And wildest
cry
When we embrace
and kiss our
Wounds
The Smile remaining
When we caress us
Will be
What lets us
deeply , sad
and of most
tenderness
Acknowledging
and
In our Minds
Forever
Found and
Not to destroyed
And we will
Feel that
We are Unite
The Ring i had lost
I‘ve found again
It’s prayer and Your Love
You Sent
A Turquoise of Arizonas Depth
Your heart in myne
And at The Turquoise
Coast beneath your Hill
We‘ll make Love
We‘ll follow our destined
And guiding
Will
Ich bin Dein Du Mein
MyLady JoanC BAez, My JoanChandosBaez, JoanBaez my Dove
Love And Wife
Katharine~~ C.~~ Y Baez KAtharinA Scharlowski InAO~•~Love~•~s the Answer~ I Love You, Joan and as Light begins to fail You reappear in my Body Heart and Soul my Mind to stayDeine KAtharinA KAtharine ich liebe Dich Forever!Joan C BAez
KatharinA KAtharine C. Y Baez Scharlowski
on The Rose
For a moment
in a Night Times Blessing
I left You in my Loves Embrace
as like a Flower
~ a Rose ~
and Purity her name
in darkness,
that was to bloom
in Heaven’s place.
as for the Love
in me
was not Disgraced,
A Lasting Kiss ,
A smile
a Light
A heart
that burns
throughly Memories
Forever Living
As Nighttime fell
As Nighttime falls
I‘ came, l’ll come and be
The One You‘ll see
The Love you feel
Just like a wild dog
Runs
Through Bushes
Of fences
And calamities
I passed my way to You
Through even
Greatest adversarities
The Rose of Sharon
Schmückt meinen Mund
~trotz Ausgebissen Zähne
In des Lebens Leid~
Wir Küssen uns
in purest Love
That went through
To and fro
And come and go
And I came back to You
Forever and Forevermore
Für JoanC. BAez von KAtharine C. Y Baez Scharlowski KAtharinA Ino
Katharine c; Y Baez
on The Rose
If a Love is felt as failing it is but Love the helps her Rise, it is a the moments quiet whispering : As i was torn you were by my side, in your Love i see my true and darkeyed Light, there it is Forever Joan Chandos Baez Katharine C; Y Baez Katharina sc harlowski
kATHARINE C. YBAEZ I
on The Rose
AS ON tHE WHITE hORSE MY HAND WAS GIVEN IN THE NOON TO yOU TODAY AS I ASKED YOU FOR YOURS ,WAS THAN WHEN EVERY MOON HAD TRIED TO fAIL AND hONEYMOON WAS THE ONLY LIGHT IN WHICH MY wORDS WERE LAID. iT WAS THE fAILURE ON THE iNTERNET AND NON BUT SCRIPTURE cOULD AND A LOVING HEART COULD STAY THE WIDE
iN THIS dARK MOMENT OF THE pRESENTS SIMPLE SIDE , THE fAIR cARD OF yOUR STALION wHITE THE wHITE hORSE IN tHE bLOSSOM OF THE mAY dAYS tIDE, I SENT TO YOUR wOODEN hILLS TO YOUR UNVENTURED sIDE, mY WRITTEN wORD : wILL yOU PLEASE mARRY ME MY bRIDE? i'LL STAY FOREVER BY YOUR sIDE FROM tHAN oN, sO gOODBYE IN OUR gOOD NiGHT, mY loVE jOAN C. bAEZ, yOUR KATHARINE C. Y BAEZ kATHARINA SCHARLOWSKI 21. MAY 2022
KatharineC. Y Baez Katharina Scharlowski
on The Rose
Thank You dearloved Joan C.Baez, you accorded me the answer in an unknown Light, through all darkness not alone as there was Love for you in me,- as in thought, in words a visioned melodie - that is not gone - far beyond the borders shores and the oceans sea, doves Flight as is Loves they fly By two By Four By Three, i send Goodbye to them I send GoodBye - and hope it once will be - I sent GoodBye my Joan C Baez stay You'll never fail in my Heart There is your place to be i send Goodbye my Love to Thee , Joan Chandos Baez, Katharine C. Y Baez Katharina Scharlowski It is for You that i was meant to feel was meant to be.
Katharine C. Y Baez, K.S.
on Wings
I 'll stay with you cause I think it's time to say Thank you for having stayed with me in my Time of Need. I love You Joan (KC) CHandos Baez, Your Katharine C. Y Baez name of Love and Hope and American Native Indian Marriage, born Katharina Scharlowski , A little Rain is a gonna come, And I am at Home when I cry, but I learned to be at home in your Love too, As we stay in The Hearts of The One Loves we are. Deine Katharine