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作曲 : Joan Baez |
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作词 : Joan Baez |
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I'll put flowers at your feet and I will sing to you so sweet |
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And hope my words will carry home to your heart |
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You left us marching on the road and said how heavy was the load |
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The years were young, the struggle barely had its start |
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Do you hear the voices in the night, Bobby? |
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They're crying for you |
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See the children in the morning light, Bobby |
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They're dying |
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No one could say it like you said it, we'd only try and just forget it |
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You stood alone upon the mountain till it was sinking |
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And in a frenzy we tried to reach you |
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With looks and letters we would beseech you |
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Never knowing what, where or how you were thinking |
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Do you hear the voices in the night, Bobby? |
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They're crying for you |
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See the children in the morning light, Bobby |
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They're dying |
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Perhaps the pictures in the Times could no longer be put in rhymes |
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When all the eyes of starving children are wide open |
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You cast aside the cursed crown and put your magic into a sound |
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That made me think your heart was aching or even broken |
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But if God hears my complaint He will forgive you |
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And so will I, with all respect, I'll just relive you |
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And likewise, you must understand these things we give you |
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Like these flowers at your door and scribbled notes about the war |
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We're only saying the time is short and there is work to do |
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And we're still marching in the streets with little victories and big defeats |
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But there is joy and there is hope and there's a place for you |
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And you have heard the voices in the night, Bobby |
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They're crying for you |
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See the children in the morning light, Bobby |
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They're dying |
