Here's To The State Of Mississippi 歌词

歌曲	Here's To The State Of Mississippi
歌手	Phil Ochs
专辑	I Ain't Marching Anymore
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作词 : Ochs
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	G　　　em　　　 d
	Here's to the state of mississippi,
	G　　f
	For underheath her borders, the devil draws no lines,
	G　　　　　f
	If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find.
	G　　　f
	Whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes,
	G　　　 em　　am　　　 d
	The calender is lyin' when it reads the present time.
	G　　　 em　 c　　　　g
	Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
	G　 em　 d　　g
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of!
	Here's to the people of mississippi
	Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand
	And they tremble in their shadows at the thunder of the klan
	The sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off their hands
	They smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man
	Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	Here's to the schools of mississippi
	Where they're teaching all the children that they don't have to care
	All of rudiments of hatred are present everywhere
	And every single classroom is a factory of despair
	There's nobody learning such a foreign word as fair
	Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	Here's to the cops of mississippi
	They're chewing their tobacco as they lock the prison door
	Their bellies bounce inside them as they knock you to the floor
	No they don't like taking prisoners in their private little war
	Behind their broken badges there are murderers and more
	Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And, here's to the judges of mississippi
	Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court
	They're guarding all the bastions with their phony legal fort
	Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report
	When the black man stands accused the trial is always short
	Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here's to the government of mississippi
	In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always bogging down
	And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns
	They're hoping that no one sees the sights and hears the sounds
	And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown
	Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here's to the laws of mississippi
	Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay
	While the constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay
	Unwed mothers should be sterilized, i've even heard them say
	Yes, corruption can be classic in the mississippi way
	Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here's to the churches of mississippi
	Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust
	And the sunday morning sermons pander to their lust
	The fallen face of jesus is choking in the dust
	Heaven only knows in which god they can trust
	Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
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	zuo ci : Ochs
	pre
	G　　　 em　　　 d
	Here' s to the state of mississippi,
	G　　 f
	For underheath her borders, the devil draws no lines,
	G　　　　　 f
	If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find.
	G　　　 f
	Whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes,
	G　　　 em　　 am　　　 d
	The calender is lyin' when it reads the present time.
	G　　　 em　 c　　　　 g
	Whoa here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of,
	G　 em　 d　　 g
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of!
	Here' s to the people of mississippi
	Who say the folks up north, they just don' t understand
	And they tremble in their shadows at the thunder of the klan
	The sweating of their souls can' t wash the blood from off their hands
	They smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	Here' s to the schools of mississippi
	Where they' re teaching all the children that they don' t have to care
	All of rudiments of hatred are present everywhere
	And every single classroom is a factory of despair
	There' s nobody learning such a foreign word as fair
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	Here' s to the cops of mississippi
	They' re chewing their tobacco as they lock the prison door
	Their bellies bounce inside them as they knock you to the floor
	No they don' t like taking prisoners in their private little war
	Behind their broken badges there are murderers and more
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And, here' s to the judges of mississippi
	Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court
	They' re guarding all the bastions with their phony legal fort
	Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report
	When the black man stands accused the trial is always short
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here' s to the government of mississippi
	In the swamp of their bureaucracy they' re always bogging down
	And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns
	They' re hoping that no one sees the sights and hears the sounds
	And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here' s to the laws of mississippi
	Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay
	While the constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay
	Unwed mothers should be sterilized, i' ve even heard them say
	Yes, corruption can be classic in the mississippi way
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here' s to the churches of mississippi
	Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust
	And the sunday morning sermons pander to their lust
	The fallen face of jesus is choking in the dust
	Heaven only knows in which god they can trust
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	pre

	zuò cí : Ochs
	pre
	G　　　 em　　　 d
	Here' s to the state of mississippi,
	G　　 f
	For underheath her borders, the devil draws no lines,
	G　　　　　 f
	If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find.
	G　　　 f
	Whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes,
	G　　　 em　　 am　　　 d
	The calender is lyin' when it reads the present time.
	G　　　 em　 c　　　　 g
	Whoa here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of,
	G　 em　 d　　 g
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of!
	Here' s to the people of mississippi
	Who say the folks up north, they just don' t understand
	And they tremble in their shadows at the thunder of the klan
	The sweating of their souls can' t wash the blood from off their hands
	They smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	Here' s to the schools of mississippi
	Where they' re teaching all the children that they don' t have to care
	All of rudiments of hatred are present everywhere
	And every single classroom is a factory of despair
	There' s nobody learning such a foreign word as fair
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	Here' s to the cops of mississippi
	They' re chewing their tobacco as they lock the prison door
	Their bellies bounce inside them as they knock you to the floor
	No they don' t like taking prisoners in their private little war
	Behind their broken badges there are murderers and more
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And, here' s to the judges of mississippi
	Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court
	They' re guarding all the bastions with their phony legal fort
	Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report
	When the black man stands accused the trial is always short
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here' s to the government of mississippi
	In the swamp of their bureaucracy they' re always bogging down
	And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns
	They' re hoping that no one sees the sights and hears the sounds
	And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here' s to the laws of mississippi
	Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay
	While the constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay
	Unwed mothers should be sterilized, i' ve even heard them say
	Yes, corruption can be classic in the mississippi way
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
	And here' s to the churches of mississippi
	Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust
	And the sunday morning sermons pander to their lust
	The fallen face of jesus is choking in the dust
	Heaven only knows in which god they can trust
	Oh, here' s to the land you' ve torn out the heart of
	Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
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