Donovan - Age Of Treason Lyrics






On a lone and windy hilltop beneath a roof of tin
In a little wallpapered bedroom I done my growin'.
'Twas there I dreamt my dreams, I hung my jeans
And wandered through my puberty as all do.

My mother was a tight nut bound up with false guilt
Strapped up in her fearing wall she had built.
The independent girl in a dark and cruel world
She'd lost the way to say, "OK, now lay back".

We disagreed on most things, I shouted peace and love
The family is mankind, the symbol of the dove.
She only saw the surface of things before her face
But I was young and argued on for hours.

My father he liked poetry, a scholar he might have made.
Had nothing, born a poor boy barefoot and underpaid
So the man worked with his hands up and down the land,
His dreams forgot he thought that I must follow.

With his marks as worker's wisdom he'd read a thing or two
He once had been a Mason but he never followed through.
Always kind and thoughtful, smelling of mushy oil
And he read me poetry of visionaries.

I flunk my way to college, a looser kind of school
But we bobbed and played time arty, feeling cool
Just to live an artists diggin' the ravin' scene
Reading Kerouac and Ginsberg well deuced.

I was not academic, Art and English neat,
The history of mankind I liked that a bit.
And what was I to do? The choices they were few,
I done right disgrace to the working classes

I done right disgrace to the working classes
I done right disgrace to the working classes
I done right disgrace to the working classes.





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  1. m.... ....

    DONOVANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!

    No Joke!!!!

    Im always being surprised by NEW GEMS I havent fully realized the beauty of before!!!!!

    Thank you Donovan!!! You are beautiful. Words cannot suffice.

  2. F.... V....

    the melody is repeated, like a poem runs, but quite lyrical, is Donovan playing the guitar or is the guitar playing him, so perfect and clear sound, one of the geniusses of out time

  3. k.... ....

    Thanks for posting this. Maybe not an amazing melody, but the lyrics are a treasure: unexpected.

  4. D.... G....

    I always thought it was "while juiced".

  5. D.... C....

    What a flipped out ending....not at all self conscious...one of my true heroes...D.Leitch..

    'Open Road' album....just a killer!

  6. K.... ....

    Great song. I love folk songs because they have so much meaning.

  7. m.... ....

    way better than the crap they play today!

  8. l.... ....

    I've added the corrections, thanks!

  9. k.... ....

    Excellent obscure gem. Lyric corrections

    mother "tight knot"...
    father "had he not been born a poor boy"

    school .."bought me borrowed play time"

    ...Ginsberg ""well juiced"

    "a downright disgrace"....

    Thanx for posting

  10. m.... ....

    donovan has a bunch of good songs!!!!!!
    hahahahahaha!
    snoop around.

  11. S.... C....

    hmsdonovan (1 day ago) Show Hide
    Love this song,

    Who doesn't Mike?

  12. s.... ....

    Aint It True Sweet