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John Oaks(Lyrics)
Written by: Neil Young
From the Album:
Peace Trail
Times played:
3
First performance:
2016-10-06, AVA Amphitheater, Tucson, Arizona, USA
Last performance:
2016-10-23, Shoreline Amphitheatre, Mountain View, California, USA
Shows recorded:
3
Shows not recorded:
0
First recording:
2016-10-06, AVA Amphitheater, Tucson, Arizona, USA
Last recording:
2016-10-23, Shoreline Amphitheatre, Mountain View, California, USA

John Oaks is in the neighborhood
Protecting all the trees
He's the master of irrigation
And he knows what he sees

Great farmers watering everywhere
Pipes running where they please
John sees his laws are broken
Trees drowning where they breathe

Now John used to be a mellow man
Drinking chai and smoking weed
Ain't no one in the country
Ever seen what he's seen

John Oaks
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John Oaks

Old John rides in his pickup
With rakes and his friends in the back
Workers he takes with him
Then he drives them all back

To protect them from the politicians
Using them to get ahead
Preying on the people
Trying to get inside their head

John Oaks is really stand up
He won't take shit lying down
He calls it like he sees it
Then he puts his money down

John Oaks
John Oaks
John Oaks
John Oaks

One day at the demonstration
John Oaks was standing up
He arrived there at the location
In his old pickup truck

Took a rake in his hand
With his workers by his side
Stood their waiting for his turn
To speak and turn the tide

When he found himself surrounded
By police everywhere
They tried to take his workers to jail
When he grabbed one by his hair

John Oaks
John Oaks
John Oaks
John Oaks

Shots rang out and people yelled
As the police took control
Shot a black man right where he fell
With a sniper on the knoll

John Oaks saw law and order
Was leading him astray
Tried to get back in his pickup
With his workers to get away

That's when the police moved in
And stood there in his way
John started up his pickup
And that was his last day

John Oaks
John Oaks
John Oaks
John Oaks

They said he had pistol
When the old pickup backfired
They shot him there behind he wheel
And then John Oaks expired

The workers grabbed the rakes
And that's all that I can say
They went to the cemetery
And they stay there to this day

John Oaks
John Oaks
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John Oaks