North Country Blues - Joan Baez
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[00:00.0]North Country Blues - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)
[00:05.55]Come gather 'round friends
[00:08.17]And I'll tell you a tale
[00:12.05]Of when the red iron pits ran plenty
[00:19.67]But the cardboard filled windows
[00:22.74]And old men on the benches
[00:26.36]Tell you now that the whole town is empty
[00:34.67]In the north end of town
[00:36.73]My own children are grown
[00:41.42]But I was raised on the other
[00:48.85]In the wee hours of youth
[00:51.86]My mother took sick
[00:55.73]And I was brought up by my brother
[01:04.04]The iron ore poured
[01:06.17]As the years passed the door
[01:10.29]The drag lines and the shovels they was a-humming
[01:17.74]'Til one day my brother
[01:20.92]Failed to come home
[01:24.86]The same as my father before him
[01:32.42]Well a long winter's wait
[01:34.979996]From the window I watched
[01:38.92]My friends they couldn't have been kinder
[01:46.979996]And my schooling was cut
[01:49.740005]As I quit in the spring
[01:53.67]To marry John Thomas a miner
[02:01.99]Oh the years passed again
[02:04.37]And the givin' was good
[02:08.26]With the lunch bucket filled every season
[02:15.75]What with three babies born
[02:18.81]The work was cut down
[02:22.63]To a half a day's shift with no reason
[02:30.87]Then the shaft was soon shut
[02:32.94]And more work was cut
[02:37.18]And the fire in the air it felt frozen
[02:44.94]'Til a man come to speak
[02:47.5]And he said in one week
[02:51.31]That number eleven was closing
[02:59.49]They complained in the East
[03:01.99]They are paying too high
[03:05.75]They say that your ore ain't worth digging
[03:13.43]That it's much cheaper down
[03:16.68]In the South American towns
[03:20.38]Where the miners work almost for nothing
[03:28.12]So the mining gates locked
[03:30.75]And the red iron rotted
[03:34.81]And the room smelled heavy from drinking
[03:42.37]Where the sad silent song
[03:45.32]Made the hour twice as long
[03:49.13]As I waited for the sun to go sinking
[03:57.19]I lived by the window
[03:59.87]As he talked to himself
[04:03.94]This silence of tongues it was building
[04:11.4]Then one morning's wake
[04:14.34]The bed it was bare
[04:18.4]And I's left alone with three children
[04:26.52]The summer is gone
[04:28.91]The ground's turning cold
[04:32.71]The stores one by one they're a-foldin'
[04:40.09]My children will go
[04:43.09]As soon as they grow
[04:48.4]Well there ain't nothing here now to hold them
[00:05.55]Come gather 'round friends
[00:08.17]And I'll tell you a tale
[00:12.05]Of when the red iron pits ran plenty
[00:19.67]But the cardboard filled windows
[00:22.74]And old men on the benches
[00:26.36]Tell you now that the whole town is empty
[00:34.67]In the north end of town
[00:36.73]My own children are grown
[00:41.42]But I was raised on the other
[00:48.85]In the wee hours of youth
[00:51.86]My mother took sick
[00:55.73]And I was brought up by my brother
[01:04.04]The iron ore poured
[01:06.17]As the years passed the door
[01:10.29]The drag lines and the shovels they was a-humming
[01:17.74]'Til one day my brother
[01:20.92]Failed to come home
[01:24.86]The same as my father before him
[01:32.42]Well a long winter's wait
[01:34.979996]From the window I watched
[01:38.92]My friends they couldn't have been kinder
[01:46.979996]And my schooling was cut
[01:49.740005]As I quit in the spring
[01:53.67]To marry John Thomas a miner
[02:01.99]Oh the years passed again
[02:04.37]And the givin' was good
[02:08.26]With the lunch bucket filled every season
[02:15.75]What with three babies born
[02:18.81]The work was cut down
[02:22.63]To a half a day's shift with no reason
[02:30.87]Then the shaft was soon shut
[02:32.94]And more work was cut
[02:37.18]And the fire in the air it felt frozen
[02:44.94]'Til a man come to speak
[02:47.5]And he said in one week
[02:51.31]That number eleven was closing
[02:59.49]They complained in the East
[03:01.99]They are paying too high
[03:05.75]They say that your ore ain't worth digging
[03:13.43]That it's much cheaper down
[03:16.68]In the South American towns
[03:20.38]Where the miners work almost for nothing
[03:28.12]So the mining gates locked
[03:30.75]And the red iron rotted
[03:34.81]And the room smelled heavy from drinking
[03:42.37]Where the sad silent song
[03:45.32]Made the hour twice as long
[03:49.13]As I waited for the sun to go sinking
[03:57.19]I lived by the window
[03:59.87]As he talked to himself
[04:03.94]This silence of tongues it was building
[04:11.4]Then one morning's wake
[04:14.34]The bed it was bare
[04:18.4]And I's left alone with three children
[04:26.52]The summer is gone
[04:28.91]The ground's turning cold
[04:32.71]The stores one by one they're a-foldin'
[04:40.09]My children will go
[04:43.09]As soon as they grow
[04:48.4]Well there ain't nothing here now to hold them
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