[00:00.00] 作词 : Thompson[00:01.00] 作曲 : Richard Thompson[00:10.73]My father he rides with your sheriffs[00:16.15]And I know he would never mean harm[00:21.69]But to see both sides of a quarrel[00:27.11]Is to judge without haste or alarm[00:33.23]Oh, oh, helpless and slow[00:41.07]And you don't have anywhere to go[00:49.26]You take away homes from the homeless[00:54.69]And leave them to die in the cold[01:00.06]The gypsy who begged for your presents[01:04.90]He will laugh in your face when you're old[01:11.53]Oh, oh, helpless and slow[01:19.38]And you don't have anywhere to go[01:41.19]Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey[01:47.00]Another he drinks up his wine[01:52.03]And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate[01:57.57]For those of a different kind[02:03.57]Oh, oh, helpless and slow[02:11.19]And you don't have anywhere to go[02:19.38]When the rivers run thicker than trouble[02:24.88]I'll be there at your side in the flood[02:30.57]It was all I could do to keep myself[02:36.00]From taking revenge on your blood[02:41.84]Oh, oh, helpless and slow[02:49.42]And you don't have anywhere to go[02:55.38]Oh, oh, helpless and slow[03:02.88]And you don't have anywhere to go