Lirik Lagu Ballad Of Donald White - Bob Dylan
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My name is Donald White, you see,I stand before you all.I was judged by you a murdererAnd the hangman's knot must fall.I will die upon the gallows poleWhen the moon is shining clear,And these are my final wordsThat you will ever hear.
I left my home in KansasWhen I was very young,I landed in the old Northwest,Seattle, WashingtonAlthough I'd a-traveled many miles,I never made a friend,For I could never get along in lifeWith people that I met.
If I had some educationTo give me a decent start,I might have been a doctor orA master in the arts.But I used my hands for stealingWhen I was very young,And they locked me down in jailhouse cells,That's how my life begun.
Oh, the inmates and the prisoners,I found they were my kind,And it was there inside the barsI found my peace of mind.But the jails they were too crowded,Institutions overflowed,So they turned me loose to walk uponLife's hurried tangled road.
And there's danger on the oceanWhere the salt sea waves split high,And there's danger on the battlefieldWhere the shells of bullets fly,And there's danger in this open worldWhere men strive to be free,And for me the greatest dangerWas in society.
So I asked them to send me backTo the institution home.But they said they were too crowded,For me they had no room.I got down on my knees and begged,"Oh, please put me away,"But they would not listen to my pleaOr nothing I would say.
And so it was on Christmas eveIn the year of '59,It was on that night I killed a man,I did not try to hide,The jury found me guiltyAnd I won't disagree,For I knew that it would happenIf I wasn't put away.
And I'm glad I've had no parentsTo care for me or cry,For now they will never knowThe horrible death I die.
I left my home in KansasWhen I was very young,I landed in the old Northwest,Seattle, WashingtonAlthough I'd a-traveled many miles,I never made a friend,For I could never get along in lifeWith people that I met.
If I had some educationTo give me a decent start,I might have been a doctor orA master in the arts.But I used my hands for stealingWhen I was very young,And they locked me down in jailhouse cells,That's how my life begun.
Oh, the inmates and the prisoners,I found they were my kind,And it was there inside the barsI found my peace of mind.But the jails they were too crowded,Institutions overflowed,So they turned me loose to walk uponLife's hurried tangled road.
And there's danger on the oceanWhere the salt sea waves split high,And there's danger on the battlefieldWhere the shells of bullets fly,And there's danger in this open worldWhere men strive to be free,And for me the greatest dangerWas in society.
So I asked them to send me backTo the institution home.But they said they were too crowded,For me they had no room.I got down on my knees and begged,"Oh, please put me away,"But they would not listen to my pleaOr nothing I would say.
And so it was on Christmas eveIn the year of '59,It was on that night I killed a man,I did not try to hide,The jury found me guiltyAnd I won't disagree,For I knew that it would happenIf I wasn't put away.
And I'm glad I've had no parentsTo care for me or cry,For now they will never knowThe horrible death I die.
