High Sheriff of Hazard - Tom Paxton

作词：Tom Paxton

作曲：Tom Paxton

Now the High Sheriff of Hazard is a hard working man

To be a fine sheriff is his only plan

With his hands in our pockets he takes what he can

For he's the High Sheriff of Hazard

He looked through my pockets

And searched them with care

But nary a nickel or penny was there

So I got thirty days and some bumps in my hair

God bless the High Sheriff of Hazard

He caught me one evening and here's what he said:

You look like a Russian you look like a Red

And if you are fond of your skin and your head

Beware the High Sheriff of Hazard

I thanked him politely I thanked him for all

And five minutes later I made a phone call

To call a strike meeting at our union hall

And damn the High Sheriff of Hazard

Now men there are plenty who sweat out their lives

To scratch out a living for children and wives

They sweat for their pennies

While the mine owner thrives

With the blessing of the High Sheriff of Hazard

And when union men strike and the troubles come on

The High Sheriff's word is the mine owner's bond

He's a mine owner too you know which side he's on

He's the wealthy High Sheriff of Hazard

It seems to be so since this world first began

That some men are willing to scheme and to plan

To gouge out a fortune from the poor working man

For example the High Sheriff of Hazard

But the answer is simple the answer is clear

Let's all get together with nothing to fear

And throw the old bastard right out on his ear

Farewell to the High Sheriff of Hazard