John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
Was a friend to the poor
He trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand
All along this countryside
He opened a many a door
But he was never known
To hurt a honest man.
It was down in Chaynee County
A time they talk about
With his lady by his side
He took a stand
And soon the situation there
Was all but straightened out
For he was always known
To lend a helping hand.
All across the telegraph
His name it did resound
But no charge held against him
Could they prove
And there was no man around
Who could track or chain him down
He was never known
To make a foolish move.
John Wesley HardingLRC歌词
[00:04.16]John Wesley Harding
[00:07.45]Was a friend to the poor
[00:11.15]He trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand
[00:16.34]
[00:18.56]All along this countryside
[00:21.74]He opened a many a door
[00:25.24]But he was never known
[00:26.94]To hurt a honest man.
[00:30.11]
[01:00.82]It was down in Chaynee County
[01:03.97]A time they talk about
[01:07.62]With his lady by his side
[01:10.69]He took a stand
[01:14.26]
[01:15.25]And soon the situation there
[01:18.38]Was all but straightened out
[01:21.71]For he was always known
[01:23.80]To lend a helping hand.
[01:26.79]
[01:57.62]All across the telegraph
[02:00.79]His name it did resound
[02:04.20]But no charge held against him
[02:07.75]Could they prove
[02:11.40]And there was no man around
[02:14.06]Who could track or chain him down
[02:18.34]He was never known
[02:20.24]To make a foolish move.
[02:24.20]
