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Woody Guthrie
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You Souls Of Boston
作詞：Guthrie Woody
You souls of Boston bow your heads
Our two most noble sons are dead
Sacco and Vanzetti both have died
And drifted out with the Boston tide
'Twas on the outskirts of this town
Some bandits shot two pay clerks down
On old Pearl Street in South Braintree
They grabbed that money and rolled away
Sacco and Vanzetti got arrested then
On a trolley car by the plainclothesmen
Carried down to the Brockton jail
And laid away in a lonesome cell
The folks in Plymouth town did say
Vanzetti sold fish in Suassos Lane
His fish cart was thirty two miles away
From old Pearl Street this fatal day
Sacco's family hugged and kissed their dad
Said 'Take this family picture to the passport man'
He was in that office forty-odd miles away
From old Pearl Street his fatal day
One lady by the name of Eva Splaine
Saw the robbers jump in their car and drive away
For a second and a half she seen this speeding car
And she swore Sacco was the bandit man
It was twenty or thirty or fifty more
Said Sacco was not in that robbers' car
Judge Webster Thayer stuck by Eva Splaine
Said Sacco was their guilty man
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Mrs Sacco was heavy then with child
She walked to Sacco's cell and cried
The Morelli Gang just down the corridor
Signed confessions they killed those payroll guards
'We seen Mrs. Sacco pregnant there
We heard her cry and tear her hair
We had to ease our guilty hearts
And admit we killed those payroll guards'
Judge Webster Thayer could not allow
The Morelli Gang's confession to stop him now
Sacco and Vanzetti are union men
And that verdict guilty must come in
The bullet expert took the stand
Said the bullets from the bodies of the two dead men
Could not have been fired from Sacco's gun
Nor from Vanzetti's gun have come
It was sixty-three days this trial did last
Then seven dark years come a crippling past
Locked down in that mean old Charlestown Jail
Then by an electric spark were killed
Old Boston City was a dark old town
This summer's night in June, the switch went down
The people they cried and marched and sung
In every tongue this world around
You souls of Boston, bow your heads
Our two most noble sons are dead
Where the people's army marches now to fight
Sacco and Vanzetti will give us light
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