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  • 作词 : Woody Guthrie
    作曲 : Billy Bragg
    To the rich man's bright lodges

    I ride in this wind

    On my good horse I call you

    My shiny black Bess

    To the playhouse of fortune

    To take the bright silver

    And gold you have taken

    From somebody else

    And as we go riding

    In the damp foggy midnight
    You snort my good pony

    And you give me your best

    For you know and I know

    Good horse 'mongst the rich ones
    How oftimes we go there
    An unwelcome guest

    I never took food

    From the widows and orphans
    And never a hardworking man I oppressed

    So take your pace easy

    For home soon like lightning

    We soon will be riding
    My shiny black Bess

    No fat rich man's pony

    Can ever overtake you

    And there's not a rider

    From the east to the west

    Could hold you a light

    In this dark mist and midnight
    When the potbellied thieves

    Chase the unwelcome guest

    I don't know good horse

    As we trot in this dark here

    That robbing the rich

    Is for worse or for best

    They take it by stealing

    And lying and gambling

    And I take it my way
    My shiny Black Bess

    I treat horses good

    And I'm friendly to strangers

    I ride and your running
    Makes my guns talk the best

    And the rangers and deputies

    Are hired by the rich man
    To catch me and hang me

    My shining black Bess

    Yes they'll catch me napping one day
    And they'll kill me

    And then I'll be gone

    But that won't be my end
    For my guns and my saddle

    Will always be filled
    By unwelcome travelers
    And other brave men

    And they'll take the money

    And spread it out equal
    Just like the Bible
    And the prophets suggest

    But men that go riding

    To help these poor workers
    The rich will cut down
    Like an unwelcome guest
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Woody Guthrie
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Billy Bragg
    [00:08.07]To the rich man's bright lodges
    [00:11.33]
    [00:12.02]I ride in this wind
    [00:15.19]
    [00:15.70]On my good horse I call you
    [00:19.39]
    [00:19.95]My shiny black Bess
    [00:23.02]
    [00:23.69]To the playhouse of fortune
    [00:26.91]
    [00:27.65]To take the bright silver
    [00:31.04]
    [00:31.65]And gold you have taken
    [00:34.66]
    [00:35.47]From somebody else
    [00:38.91]
    [00:39.58]And as we go riding
    [00:42.37]
    [00:43.05]In the damp foggy midnight
    [00:47.33]You snort my good pony
    [00:50.27]
    [00:50.79]And you give me your best
    [00:54.31]
    [00:54.85]For you know and I know
    [00:58.05]
    [00:58.77]Good horse 'mongst the rich ones
    [01:02.57]How oftimes we go there
    [01:06.52]An unwelcome guest
    [01:10.90]
    [01:18.14]I never took food
    [01:20.78]
    [01:21.47]From the widows and orphans
    [01:25.74]And never a hardworking man I oppressed
    [01:32.44]
    [01:33.31]So take your pace easy
    [01:36.42]
    [01:37.39]For home soon like lightning
    [01:40.73]
    [01:41.28]We soon will be riding
    [01:44.63]My shiny black Bess
    [01:48.22]
    [01:48.93]No fat rich man's pony
    [01:51.91]
    [01:52.61]Can ever overtake you
    [01:55.49]
    [01:56.74]And there's not a rider
    [01:59.27]
    [01:59.96]From the east to the west
    [02:03.04]
    [02:04.45]Could hold you a light
    [02:07.22]
    [02:07.77]In this dark mist and midnight
    [02:11.68]When the potbellied thieves
    [02:14.22]
    [02:14.85]Chase the unwelcome guest
    [02:19.41]
    [02:27.53]I don't know good horse
    [02:29.31]
    [02:30.41]As we trot in this dark here
    [02:33.91]
    [02:34.64]That robbing the rich
    [02:36.94]
    [02:37.83]Is for worse or for best
    [02:41.01]
    [02:41.96]They take it by stealing
    [02:44.83]
    [02:45.61]And lying and gambling
    [02:48.62]
    [02:49.47]And I take it my way
    [02:53.24]My shiny Black Bess
    [02:56.51]
    [02:57.08]I treat horses good
    [02:59.50]
    [03:00.20]And I'm friendly to strangers
    [03:04.05]
    [03:04.70]I ride and your running
    [03:07.83]Makes my guns talk the best
    [03:11.27]
    [03:12.12]And the rangers and deputies
    [03:15.25]
    [03:15.91]Are hired by the rich man
    [03:19.96]To catch me and hang me
    [03:22.89]
    [03:23.53]My shining black Bess
    [03:27.85]
    [03:57.28]Yes they'll catch me napping one day
    [04:02.76]And they'll kill me
    [04:04.58]
    [04:06.26]And then I'll be gone
    [04:07.85]
    [04:08.67]But that won't be my end
    [04:12.22]For my guns and my saddle
    [04:15.65]
    [04:16.51]Will always be filled
    [04:20.32]By unwelcome travelers
    [04:24.17]And other brave men
    [04:27.49]
    [04:28.21]And they'll take the money
    [04:30.83]
    [04:31.53]And spread it out equal
    [04:35.92]Just like the Bible
    [04:39.01]And the prophets suggest
    [04:42.07]
    [04:43.10]But men that go riding
    [04:46.26]
    [04:46.77]To help these poor workers
    [04:50.59]The rich will cut down
    [04:54.17]Like an unwelcome guest