歌曲名 Lou Marsh

歌手名 Phil Ochs

On the streets of New York city

When the hour was getting late

There were young men

armed with knives and guns

Young men armed with hate

And Lou Marsh stepped

Between them and died there in his tracks

For one man is no army

When the city turns its back

And now the streets are empty

Now the streets are dark

So keep an eye on shadows

And never pass the park

For the city is a jungle

When the law is out of sight

And death lurks in El Barrio

With the orphans of the night

He left behind a chamber of a church

He served so long

For he learned the prayers of distant

Men will never right the wrongs

His church became an alley

And his pulpit was the street

He made his congregation

From the boys he used to meet

Now the streets are empty

Now the streets are dark

So keep an eye on shadows

And never pass the park

For the city is a jungle

When the law is out of sight

And death lurks in El Barrio

With the orphans of the night

There were two gangs approaching

In spanish Harlem town

The smell of blood was in the air

The challenge was laid down

He felt their blinding hatred

And he tried to save their lives

And the answer

That they gave him was their fists

And feet and knives

Now the streets are empty

Now the streets are dark

So keep an eye on shadows

And never pass the park

For the city is a jungle

When the law is out of sight

And death lurks in El Barrio

With the orphans of the night

Will Lou Marsh lie forgotten

In his cold and silent grave

Will his memory still linger on

In those he tried to save

All of us who knew him will now and then recall

And shed a tear on poverty

Tombstone of us all

Now the streets are empty

Now the streets are dark

So keep an eye on shadows

And never pass the park

For the city is a jungle

When the law is out of sight

And death lurks in El Barrio

With the orphans of the night