Текст песни American Folk

One evening as the sun went down

A song was heard in China in the

«O bury me not on the lone

Ye doctors all of every rank With

Oh, I wish I was in the land of

A mother was kneeling to pray For

I don’t want your millions

Are you poor, forlorn and hungry?

As I strolled out one evening within

I wish I were an apple A-hanging

Good-bye New York town, good-bye

Come gather round me children and

Ten million soldiers to the war

In a lobby in a big hotel in New

I’m going to leave old Texas

The longest train I every saw

Chorus: Johnny is my darling, my

Last winter was a hard one, Missus

The years creep slowly by, Lorena

Strophe 1 Bring the good old bugle

My country tis of thee, Sweet land

O, Death O, Death Won’

In a cavern, in a canyon Excavating

Oh where, oh where has my little

Johnnie, get your gun, Get your

I realise the way your eyes deceive

“O father, O father, build me a

Que bonita bandera Que bonita bandera

From this valley they say you are

There are a house in New Orleans