Текст песни BOB DYLAN - John Wesley Harding
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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding Was a friend to the poorHe trav'led with a gun in ev'ry handAll along this countrysideHe opened a many a doorBut he was never knownTo hurt a honest man.( )It was down in Chaynee CountyA time they talk aboutWith his lady by his sideHe took a standAnd soon the situation thereWas all but straightened outFor he was always knownTo lend a helping hand.All across the telegraphHis name it did resoundBut no charge held against himCould they proveAnd there was no man aroundWho could track or chain him downHe was never knownTo make a foolish move.