I Hate the Capitalist System - Barbara Dane.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Sara Ogan Gunning
[00:10.036]I hate the capitalist system
[00:15.656]And I´ll tell you the reason why
[00:21.781]It has caused me so much suffering
[00:27.643]And my dearest friends to die
[00:33.795]Well I know you all are wondering
[00:40.948]What it has done to me
[00:45.740]Well I am going to tell you
[00:51.329]That my husband has TB
[00:57.446]Brought on by hard work and low wages
[01:02.763]And never enough to eat
[01:08.861]From going cold and hungry
[01:14.201]With no shoes upon his feet
[01:20.068]My husband was a coal miner
[01:25.710]Who worked hard and risked his life
[01:30.775]Just trying to support three children
[01:36.632]Himself, his mother and wife
[01:43.843]Well I had a blue-eyed baby
[01:48.894]Was a darling of my heart
[01:54.242]But from my little darling
[01:59.863]Her mother had to part
[02:05.464]While the rich and mighty capitalist
[02:11.500]Goes to rest in jewels and silk
[02:16.298]My darling blue-eyed baby
[02:21.613]Has died for the want of milk
[02:26.946]Well they call this the land of plenty
[02:32.257]And for them I guess its true
[02:37.598]For the rich and mighty capitalists
[02:42.892]Not for workers like me and you
[02:48.202]Well now what can we do about it
[02:53.267]To these men of power and might
[02:58.606]Well I'll tell you mister capitalist
[03:03.721]We are going to fight! fight! fight!

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作曲 : Sara Ogan Gunning
I hate the capitalist system
And I´ll tell you the reason why
It has caused me so much suffering
And my dearest friends to die
Well I know you all are wondering
What it has done to me
Well I am going to tell you
That my husband has TB
Brought on by hard work and low wages
And never enough to eat
From going cold and hungry
With no shoes upon his feet
My husband was a coal miner
Who worked hard and risked his life
Just trying to support three children
Himself, his mother and wife
Well I had a blue-eyed baby
Was a darling of my heart
But from my little darling
Her mother had to part
While the rich and mighty capitalist
Goes to rest in jewels and silk
My darling blue-eyed baby
Has died for the want of milk
Well they call this the land of plenty
And for them I guess its true
For the rich and mighty capitalists
Not for workers like me and you
Well now what can we do about it
To these men of power and might
Well I'll tell you mister capitalist
We are going to fight! fight! fight!