《Joe Hill(Album Version)》歌词

[00:00:00] Joe Hill (Album Version) - Phil Ochs (菲尔·奥克斯)

[00:00:07] Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores

[00:00:12] Looking for some work to do

[00:00:15] And the Statue of Liberty waved him by

[00:00:20] As Joe come a sailing through Joe Hill

[00:00:24] As Joe come a sailing through

[00:00:28] Oh his clothes were coarse and his hopes were high

[00:00:32] As he headed for the promised land

[00:00:36] And it took a few weeks on the out-of-work streets

[00:00:41] Before he began to understand

[00:00:45] Before he began to understand

[00:00:49] And Joe got hired by a Bowery bar

[00:00:53] Sweeping up the saloon

[00:00:57] As his rag would sail over the barroom rail

[00:01:02] Sounded like he whistled on a tune

[00:01:06] You could almost hear him whistling on a tune

[00:01:10] And Joe rolled on from job to job

[00:01:14] From the docks to the railroad line

[00:01:18] And no matter how hungry the hand that wrote

[00:01:22] In his letters he was always doing fine

[00:01:26] In his letters he was always doing fine

[00:01:30] Oh the years went by like the sun goin' down

[00:01:35] Slowly turn the page and when Joe

[00:01:40] Looked back at the sweat upon his tracks

[00:01:43] He had nothing to show but his age

[00:01:47] He had nothing to show but his age

[00:01:51] So he headed out for the California shore

[00:01:56] There things were just as bad

[00:01:59] So he joined the industrial workers of the world

[00:02:04] 'Cause the union was the only friend he had

[00:02:08] 'Cause the union was the only friend he had

[00:02:12] Now the strikes were bloody and the strikes

[00:02:15] Were black as hard as they were long

[00:02:20] In the dark of night Joe would stay awake and write

[00:02:24] In the morning he would raise them with a song

[00:02:28] In the morning he would raise them with a song

[00:02:32] And he wrote his words to the tunes of the day

[00:02:36] To be passed along the union vine

[00:02:40] And the strikes were led and the songs were spread

[00:02:45] And Joe Hill was always on the line

[00:02:49] Yes Joe Hill was always on the line

[00:03:13] Now in Salt Lake City a murder was made

[00:03:16] There was hardly a clue to find

[00:03:20] Oh the proof was poor but the sheriff was sure

[00:03:25] Joe was the killer of the crime

[00:03:28] That Joe was the killer of the crime

[00:03:32] Joe raised his hands but they shot him down

[00:03:36] He had nothing but guilt to give

[00:03:40] It's a doctor I need and they left him to bleed

[00:03:44] He made it 'cause he had the will to live

[00:03:48] Yes he made it 'cause he had the will to live

[00:03:52] Then the trial was held in a building of wood

[00:03:56] And there the killer would be named

[00:04:00] And the days weighed more than the cold copper ore

[00:04:04] 'Cause he feared that he was being framed

[00:04:08] 'Cause he found out that he was being framed

[00:04:12] Oh strange are the ways of western law

[00:04:16] Strange are the ways of fate

[00:04:20] For the government crawled to the mine owner's call

[00:04:24] That the judge was appointed by the state

[00:04:28] Yes the judge was appointed by the state

[00:04:32] Oh Utah justice can be had but not for a union man

[00:04:40] And Joe was warned by summer early morn

[00:04:44] That there'd be one less singer in the land

[00:04:48] There'd be one less singer in the land

[00:04:52] Now William Spry was Governor Spry

[00:04:56] And a life was his to hold

[00:05:00] On the last appeal fell a governor's tear

[00:05:04] "May the Lord have mercy on your soul

[00:05:08] May the Lord have mercy on your soul"

[00:05:13] Even President Wilson held up the day

[00:05:17] But even he would fail

[00:05:21] For nobody heard the soul searching words

[00:05:25] Of the soul in the Salt Lake City jail

[00:05:29] Of the soul in the Salt Lake City jail

[00:05:34] For 36 years he lived out his days

[00:05:38] And he more than played his part

[00:05:42] For his songs that he made he was carefully paid

[00:05:46] With a rifle bullet buried in his heart

[00:05:50] With a rifle bullet buried in his heart

[00:05:54] Yes they lined Joe Hill up against the wall

[00:05:58] Blindfold over his eyes

[00:06:02] It's the life of a rebel that he chose to live

[00:06:06] It's the death of a rebel that he died

[00:06:10] It's the death of a rebel that he died

[00:06:15] Now some say Joe was guilty as charged

[00:06:19] And some say he wasn't even there

[00:06:23] And I guess nobody will ever know

[00:06:27] 'Cause the court records all disappeared

[00:06:31] 'Cause the court records all disappeared

[00:06:35] Say wherever you go in this fair land in every union hall

[00:06:43] In the dusty dark these words are marked

[00:06:47] In between all the cracks upon the wall

[00:06:50] In between all the cracks upon the wall

[00:06:54] It's the very last line that Joe Will wrote

[00:06:58] When he knew that his days were through

[00:07:02] Boys this is my last and final will

[00:07:07] Good luck to all of you good luck to all of you