North Country Blues - Bob Dylan

North Country Blues LRC歌词

[00:01.00]Artist：bob dylan

[00:01.82]Songs Title：north country blues

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[00:05.07]Come gather round friends

[00:07.26]And Ill tell you a tale

[00:10.56]

[00:11.31]Of when the red iron pits ran plenty.

[00:13.49]

[00:16.60]But the cardboard filled windows

[00:19.29]And old men on the benches

[00:21.28]

[00:22.54]Tell you now that the whole town is empty.

[00:26.10]

[00:30.85]In the north end of town,

[00:32.73]My own children are grown

[00:35.23]

[00:37.16]But I was raised on the other.

[00:42.51]

[00:43.51]In the wee hours of youth,

[00:46.26]My mother took sick

[00:48.93]

[00:50.85]And I was brought up by my brother.

[00:57.01]The iron ore poured

[00:58.88]As the years passed the door,

[01:03.83]The drag lines an the shovels they was a-humming.

[01:07.21]

[01:08.33]til one day my brother

[01:11.90]Failed to come home

[01:15.29]The same as my father before him.

[01:19.41]

[01:22.60]Well a long winters wait,

[01:25.26]From the window I watched.

[01:27.94]

[01:29.95]My friends they couldnt have been kinder.

[01:34.99]And my schooling was cut

[01:36.56]As I quit in the spring

[01:40.06]

[01:41.62]To marry john thomas, a miner.

[01:44.37]

[01:48.79]Oh the years passed again

[01:50.48]And the givin was good,

[01:52.23]

[01:55.31]With the lunch bucket filled every season.

[02:01.22]What with three babies born,

[02:03.40]The work was cut down

[02:06.48]

[02:07.72]To a half a days shift with no reason.

[02:10.44]

[02:15.09]Then the shaft was soon shut

[02:17.27]And more work was cut,

[02:21.67]And the fire in the air, it felt frozen.

[02:27.26]

[02:27.76]til a man come to speak

[02:30.13]And he said in one week

[02:31.74]

[02:34.63]That number eleven was closin.

[02:36.56]

[02:42.74]They complained in the east,

[02:44.68]

[02:45.31]They are paying too high.

[02:46.43]

[02:49.63]They say that your ore aint worth digging.

[02:51.88]

[02:55.88]That its much cheaper down

[02:58.24]In the south american towns

[03:00.52]

[03:02.84]Where the miners work almost for nothing.

[03:04.71]

[03:11.47]So the mining gates locked

[03:13.52]And the red iron rotted

[03:14.71]

[03:17.78]And the room smelled heavy from drinking.

[03:21.21]

[03:24.09]Where the sad, silent song

[03:25.71]

[03:26.28]Made the hour twice as long

[03:27.71]

[03:31.09]As I waited for the sun to go sinking.

[03:33.02]

[03:37.53]I lived by the window

[03:39.34]As he talked to himself,

[03:40.34]

[03:43.97]This silence of tongues it was building.

[03:45.90]

[03:49.96]Then one mornings wake,

[03:52.27]The bed it was bare,

[03:53.27]

[03:57.49]And I was left alone with three children.

[03:59.06]

[04:03.75]The summer is gone,

[04:05.19]The grounds turning cold,

[04:06.25]

[04:09.88]The stores one by one theyre a-foldin.

[04:11.88]

[04:16.13]My children will go

[04:17.63]

[04:18.49]As soon as they grow.

[04:19.63]

[04:23.63]Well, there aint nothing here now to hold them.