收聽Woody Guthrie的We Welcome To Heaven歌詞歌曲

We Welcome To Heaven

Woody Guthrie2022年8月22日

We Welcome To Heaven 歌詞

We Welcome To Heaven - Woody Guthrie (伍迪·格思裏)

We welcome to heaven Sacco and Vanzetti

Two men that have won the highest of seats

Come let me show you the world that you've come through

It's a funny old world an' I'm sure you'll admit

If you wear rags on earth you're a hobo

If you wear satin they call you a thief

If you save money they'll call you a miser

If you spend money you live on relief

If you work hard of course you are lowly

And if you're a loafer of course you're no good

If you stay sober you're known as a sissy

An' if you drink liquor it goes to your head

If you are fat they'll call you a glutton

If you stay skinny they'll call you a runt

If you laugh they'll say you're an idiot

An' if you cry they'll ask you to stop

If you chase women they'll call you a wolfer

If you don't chase them they'll call you no good an' afraid

If you chase men they'll call you down-harden'

An' if you don't chase them they'll call you an old maid

If you eat your meat fried they'll tell you to boil it

Then if you boil it they'll say it should broil

An' if you don't eat meat and eat only green things

They'll ask you what's wrong with the brain in your skull

Well if you work for wages you support the rich capitalist

And if you don't work you're a lumpen to them

And if you play the gamble of course you're a gambler

An' if you don't gamble you never do win

If you stay poor nobody comes courting

If you get rich well you can't find a mate

If you get married you're wrecking your happiness

And if you stay single you walk to your grave

If you die in your cradle it's a sad misfortune

If you live to old age well it's harder and worse

If you read the papers you know it is many

That take their lives daily when they empty their purse

There's traders and trappers and shippers and hopers

Sacco and Vanzetti in America's fair lands

There's hoppers and croppers and robbers an' dopers

And millions of folks with just two empty hands

You come the straight road Sacco and Vanzetti

You fought with the lord on his most private grounds

He hired his courts and his babblers against you

 

But I'm here to say you went up and not down