歌曲名 John Brown (Live At Sony Music Studios, New York, Ny November 1994)

歌手名 Bob Dylan

作词：Bob Dylan

作曲：Bob Dylan

John Brown went off to war called to battle on a foreign shore

And his mother she sure was proud of him

When he stood so straight and tall in his uniform and all

His mother s face broke out in a glowing grin

She said Son you look so fine

I'm so glad you're a son of mine

You make me proud to know you hold a gun

Do what your captain says an lots of medals you will get

Then we'll hang them on the wall when you come home

As that evening train pulled out John's ma began to shout

Telling everybody in the neighborhood:

That's my son that's about to go he's a soldier now you know

And she made well sure her neighbors understood

She got a letter once in a while

and her face broke into a smile

Then she showed them to the people from next door

And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun

And this thing they called a good old-fashioned war

After all his letters home his mail had ceased to come

And she hadn t heard a word for nine months or more

Then one letter finally came Go down and meet the train

Your son is coming home from the war

Oh she smiled and went right down

she looked everywhere around

But she could not find her soldier son in sight

But as all the people passed she saw her son at last

And when she did she could hardly believe her eyes

His young face was all shot up and one hand had been blown off

And he wore a metal brace around his waist

He whispered kind of slow in a voice she did not know

And she could not even recognize his face

She said Oh my darling son Lord tell me what they ve done

How is it that you ended up this way

He tried his best to speak but his mouth could hardly move

And his mother had to turn her face away

Don't you remember Ma when I went off to war

You thought it was the best thing I could do

When I was on that battleground you were home an acting proud

Be glad that you weren t standing in my shoes

And I thought when I was there God what am I doing here

Just tryin to kill somebody or DIE trying

But the thing that scared me most when my enemy came up close

I saw his frightened face looked just like mine

Then I couldn't help but think through that thunder and the stink

I was only one more puppet in their play

And through the roar and smoke that string it finally broke

And a blast of fire blew my eyes away

When the young man tried to walk his mother was still in shock

As she saw that metal brace that helped him stand

But as they turned to go he held his mother close

And he dropped his medals down into her hand