《A Thousand Years(LP Version)》歌词

[00:00:00] A Thousand Years - Tom Paxton

[00:00:08] The Burgher banged his fist on the table

[00:00:12] Red face glowing with pride

[00:00:16] We'll rise he cried

[00:00:18] As soon as we're able

[00:00:20] Avenging the ones who died

[00:00:24] No more the hunted

[00:00:26] No more the mouse

[00:00:28] No more the quivering prey

[00:00:32] The Masters are driving the Slaves from the house

[00:00:36] The Masters are coming to stay

[00:00:40] The Burgher dipped his bread in the gravy

[00:00:44] Splattering his silken tie

[00:00:48] Nachmal the Wehrmacht

[00:00:50] Nachmal the Navy

[00:00:52] Nachmal the thundering skies

[00:00:56] Once more the stadium rocking with cheers

[00:01:00] Once more the torchlight parade

[00:01:04] Away with the cowering dog bitten years

[00:01:08] Away with the humble charade

[00:01:12] A thousand years

[00:01:15] The tears of the weak for our wine

[00:01:19] A thousand years

[00:01:21] We'll pluck them like fruit from the vine

[00:01:24] Ah they fed us

[00:01:26] And clothed us and handed us weapons as well

[00:01:31] But give us a leader

[00:01:33] We'll follow him down into Hell

[00:01:39] The Burgher spilled his wine on the table

[00:01:44] Staggering out of his chair

[00:01:48] We'll rise he cried

[00:01:50] As soon as we're able

[00:01:52] Stroking the young man's hair

[00:01:56] The English are finished

[00:01:58] The French are fools

[00:02:00] The Russians have China to fear

[00:02:04] The Yanks holler Commie

[00:02:06] And follow they're rules

[00:02:08] When the time for the rising is here

[00:02:12] The young man's eyes were firey and glowing

[00:02:16] The burgher's hand in his own

[00:02:20] We'll rise he cried

[00:02:23] The movement is growing

[00:02:25] We'll march on a road of bones

[00:02:29] They're coming from Egypt

[00:02:31] They're coming from Hess

[00:02:33] They're coming from Argentine

[00:02:37] We'll march over Russia

[00:02:39] We'll march to the West

[00:02:41] We'll show them what conquest can mean

[00:02:45] A thousand years

[00:02:47] The tears of the weak for our wine

[00:02:51] A thousand years

[00:02:53] We'll pluck them like fruit from the vine

[00:02:57] Ah they fed us and clothed us

[00:03:00] And handed us weapons as well

[00:03:03] But give us a leader

[00:03:05] By God and we'll see them in Hell