Harry Chapin - The Parade's Still Pa**ing By lyrics

I got the news today That you refused to play Cause you never made number one But it's not just the words It's the deeds that are heard When all is said and done Kings take their crowns They melt them all down Trying to get the gold out You went to hell and Even when you weren't selling You never ever sold out. You weren't no leader You were more like a bleeder Who was trying to cry for us all You weren't no sage But your sense of outrage Sounded like a trumpet call Fifteen years ago In the old folky show You were just one voice in the crowd But now with so few singing Your voice would have been ringing Out 'bout twice as loud. There but for fortune Say a small circle of friends Some may see the changes So few see the ends The pleasures of the harbor Have come to you at last You may not be marching anymore But the parade's still going past I'm not taking the blame That we k**ed you You know you did that to yourself But it was kind of a shame That you played that game Cause you were better than anyone else One shot of your bottle Got you full throttle It was the friend that was always there But your greatest gift And the curse you lived with Was that you could always care.