Letras
I'm gonna tell you a story right here
You may not believe it
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night
Standing in the prison yard
They were taking poor Joe
Chained and bound to Utah firing squad
Well he turned and looked at me right then
Saying, "Don't you be misled
They're trying to tear our free speech down
And Buddy they ain't near quit yet"
See they framed me on a killing charge
You know I wouldn't lie to you
But the only crime here that I done
Was three chords and the truth
Three chords and the truth
Three chords and the truth
Well the only crime that Joe Hill done
Was three chords and the truth
Well he sang his good old union songs
He got his message through
But they couldn't stand to hear a working man sing
Three chords and the truth
I see you don't believe your old friend Buddy here
Hey, take a drink, I think you need it
Old J. Edgar Hoover liked to hear the darkies sing
Till one man changed that all around
Paul Robeson was a man that you couldn't ignore
And that's what drove J. Edgar down (Yeah, it drove him down)
Well he called up his New York Klan boyfriends
Saying, "I got something good for you
Get right down there to Peekskill, New York town
And kill three chords and the truth"
Three chords and the truth
Three chords and the truth
Well the only crime you ever got from Paul
Was three chords and the truth
Now this is the land of democracy
I got one question for you
Why wasn't Paul Robeson set free on
Three chords and the truth?
I see you still don't believe it
I'm gonna bother you one more time
Bother you one more time right here
Now they took Pete Seeger before the law
Put him on the witness stand
Buddy stood right up to tyranny
With just a banjo in his hand