This Old World Is Changing Hands
THIS OLD WORLD IS CHANGING HANDS By Phil Ochs, 1964 D G D Oh, a thousand marching armies and a million marching men E A Have won the wide world over and lost it back again, D G D But now the word has gone to ev'ry fallen land, A D That this old world is changing hands. D G D From the master to the servant, from the owner to the slave, E A Colonial days are buried in a deep and dirty grave. D G D It's so easy to see and well to understand A D That this old world is changing hands. D G D Washington and Jefferson and Patrick Henry too, E A They knew what they were doing when they started something new. D G D It was in this giant land of ours that it all began A D When this old land was changing hands. D G D And when World War Two was rollin' by, the tide was on its way. E A Many countries had to listen to the words they had to say, D G D And the word was spread by millions, all of yellow, black, and tan, A D That this old world is changing hands. D G D Now Africa and Asia and the Caribbean shore E A No longer can be counted as the spoils of war. D G D They were bought and sold together; now together they will stand, A D For this old world is changing hands.