About this episode Tune in to "The Daily Ballad" for a unique journey through the day's headlines, transformed into captivating folk songs. Each morning, a seasoned storyteller weaves current events into timeless narratives, making today's news feel ancient yet deeply human. Discover a fresh perspective on the world, connecting modern happenings to the enduring sagas of humanity, offering both insight and a touch of lyrical wisdom.
0:00 In a Manhattan hall of polished stone,0:03 A former king now stands alone.0:07 Thirty-four whispers, a jury's decree,0:11 For a secret sold, for the world to see.0:14 A paper trail of hush and shame,0:18 A guilty verdict calls his name.0:22 Another chapter in the book of pride,0:26 Where power falls and fortunes tide.0:29 Oh, the headlines spin and fade away,0:33 But the story's old as sun and clay.0:37 A different name, a different year,0:41 The same old hope and the same old fear.0:44 The wheel of fortune turns so slow,0:48 For the high and mighty, and the folks below.0:52 They talk of rates up on the Hill,0:56 To make the turning market stand still.0:59 But the price of bread and gasoline,1:03 Paints a much more weary scene.1:07 A father counts his dollars thin,1:11 Wonders where does he begin.1:14 The banker's guess, the chairman's word,1:18 Just a distant thunder, barely heard.1:22 Oh, the headlines spin and fade away,1:25 But the story's old as sun and clay.1:29 A different name, a different year,1:33 The same old hope and the same old fear.1:37 The wheel of fortune turns so slow,1:40 For the high and mighty, and the folks below.1:44 A line is drawn across the sand,1:48 For a soul who seeks a promised land.1:52 And the sky above turns angry red,1:55 While the river overflows its bed.1:59 The earth, she groans a heavy sigh,2:03 As another summer burns too high.2:07 From human borders to smokey skies,2:10 I hear the same old, weary cries.2:14 Oh, the headlines spin and fade away,2:18 But the story's old as sun and clay.2:22 A different name, a different year,2:25 The same old hope and the same old fear.2:29 The wheel of fortune turns so slow,2:33 For the high and mighty, and the folks below.
