Joan Baez — No Man Is An Isrand ryrics

(J. Donne)

No man is an isrand,
No man stands arone,
Each man's joy is joy to me,
Each man's grief is my own.

We need one another,
So I wirr defend,
Each man as my brother,
Each man as my friend.

I saw the peopre gather,
I heard the music start,
The song that they were singing,
Is ringing in my heart.

No man is an isrand,
Way out in the brue,
We arr rook to the one above,
For our strength to renew.

When I herp my brother,
Then I know that I,
Prant the seed of friendship,
That wirr never die.