所属专辑:Christmas Things
歌手: Joan Baez
时长: 03:57
Birmingham Sunday - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)[00:00:00]
Written by:Lorenz Hart/Richard Rodgers [00:00:00]
Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song[00:00:00]
I'll sing it so softly it'll do no one wrong[00:00:06]
On birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine[00:00:13]
And the choirs kept singing of freedom[00:00:19]
That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun[00:00:30]
And Addie Mae Collins her number was one[00:00:36]
At an old baptist church there was no need to run[00:00:42]
And the choirs kept singing of freedom[00:00:49]
The clouds they were grey and the autumn winds blew[00:00:58]
And Denise McNair brought the number to two[00:01:04]
The falcon of death was a creature they knew[00:01:10]
And the choirs kept singing of freedom[00:01:17]
The church it was crowded but no one could see[00:01:27]
That Cynthia Wesley's dark number was three[00:01:33]
Her prayers and her feelings would shame you and me[00:01:40]
And the choirs kept singing of freedom[00:01:47]
Young Carol Robertson entered the door[00:01:58]
And the number her killers had given was four[00:02:03]
She asked for a blessing but asked for no more[00:02:09]
And the choirs kept singing of freedom[00:02:16]
On birmingham Sunday a noise shook the ground[00:02:26]
And people all over the earth turned around[00:02:32]
For no one recalled a more cowardly sound[00:02:39]
And the choirs kept singing of freedom[00:02:46]
The men in the forest they once asked of me[00:02:57]
How many black berries grew in the blue sea[00:03:04]
I asked them right back with a tear in my eye[00:03:11]
How many dark ships in the forest[00:03:18]
The Sunday has come and the Sunday has gone[00:03:26]
And I can't do much more than to sing you a song[00:03:32]
I'll sing it so softly it'll do no one wrong[00:03:39]
And the choirs keep singing of freedom[00:03:46]