Ochs Phil - There But For Joan Baez Show me a prison, show me a jail Show me a prisoner whose face is growing pale And I'll show you a young man with many reasons why And there but for fortune May go you or I Show me an alley, show me a train Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain And I'll show you a young man with many reasons why And there but for fortune May go you or I Show me the whiskey stains on the floor Show me a drunken man as he stumbles out the door And I'll show you a young man with many reasons why And there but for fortune May go you or I Show me the country where the bombs had to fall Show me the ruins of the buildings once so tall And I'll show you a young land with so many reasons why And there but for fortune May go you or I -- or I /print/Ochs-Phil/280034-There-But-For.html