Well, the rope I tied it strong
And I hung it to the lamp,
That was shining in my ceiling with a light so cold and damp
Well with the rope around my neck
And my gaze set to the sky
The rope was rigged and ready, Oh I wish you all goodbye
Last week I killed a man
I shot him with my gun
My Sergeant said I did the right, well it cannot be undone..
Well there's one thing I must say
Before I'll make my step
Farewell unto you nature, us you always did accept
Farewell unto the poor man
And rich man with his slave
I hope that you'll come visit, when I'm lyin' in my grave.
And farewell unto the mountains
You the stories speak about
I know we would not be here, if you we were without
Farewell unto the white man
And the black man and his son
I know I've never met you, well now my time is done
Goodbye my dearest children
Now it's time for daddy to sleep
Soon we will all meet again, there is no use to weep.
And farewell unto my dearest wife
Who always stayed so true
Please take care of our children, In your dreams I'll be with you
I hope you'll find this letter
And read it for our kids
I hope this letter finds you, from this battlefield I'm on
I'll miss you all I promise
Well in heaven I'll wait for you
And when look at the night stars, I will look back to you.
And I hung it to the lamp,
That was shining in my ceiling with a light so cold and damp
Well with the rope around my neck
And my gaze set to the sky
The rope was rigged and ready, Oh I wish you all goodbye
Last week I killed a man
I shot him with my gun
My Sergeant said I did the right, well it cannot be undone..
Well there's one thing I must say
Before I'll make my step
Farewell unto you nature, us you always did accept
Farewell unto the poor man
And rich man with his slave
I hope that you'll come visit, when I'm lyin' in my grave.
And farewell unto the mountains
You the stories speak about
I know we would not be here, if you we were without
Farewell unto the white man
And the black man and his son
I know I've never met you, well now my time is done
Goodbye my dearest children
Now it's time for daddy to sleep
Soon we will all meet again, there is no use to weep.
And farewell unto my dearest wife
Who always stayed so true
Please take care of our children, In your dreams I'll be with you
I hope you'll find this letter
And read it for our kids
I hope this letter finds you, from this battlefield I'm on
I'll miss you all I promise
Well in heaven I'll wait for you
And when look at the night stars, I will look back to you.
envoyé par giorgio - 1/12/2009 - 09:55
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Album: Ballads of Joe Hill
One suicide in the Army is one too many.
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"I kinda wrote this song down this mornin': it's about a soldier writin' a goodbye letter to the things he loves. This is actually a true story, well every story is true in some way. But this one actually has happened."