"Ballad Of Barney Graham" lyrics - PETE SEEGER
PETE SEEGER
"Ballad Of Barney Graham"
On April the thirtieth
Nineteen thirty-three
Upon the streets of Wilder
They shot him brave and free
They shot my darling father
He fell upon the ground
'Twas in the back they shot him
His blood came streaming down
They took the pistol handles
And beat him on the head
The hired gunmen beat him
'Til he was cold and dead
When he left home that morning
I though he'd never return
But for my darlin' father
My heart shall ever yearn
We carried him to the graveyard
There we laid him down
To sleep in death for many a year
In the cold and sodden ground
Although he left the union
He tried so hard build
His blood was spilled for justice
And justice guides us still
American Industrial Ballads (1956)
- Peg And Awl
- The Blind Fiddler
- The Buffalo Skinners
- Eight-Hour Day
- Hard Times In The Mill
- Roll Down The Line
- Hayseed Like Me
- The Farmer Is The Man (Who Feeds Us All)
- Come All You Hardy Miners
- He Lies In The American Land
- Casey Jones
- Let Them Wear Their Watches Fine
- Cotton Mill Colic
- Seven Cent Cotton And Forty Cent Meat
- Mill Mother's Lament
- Fare Ye Well, Old Ely Branch
- Beans, Bacon, And Gravy
- The Death Of Harry Simms
- Winnsboro Cotton Mill Blues
- Ballad Of Barney Graham
- My Children Are Seven In Number
- Raggedy
- Pittsburgh Town
- Sixty Percent