Another Country Composer(s): Phil Ochs Performer(s): Phil Ochs; Eugene Chadbourne
Oh, a rifle took its aim and a man fell to the ground He tried to stand again but everybody held him down A time of terror when the bullet pierced the air I know that couldn't happen here Oh, it must have been another country Yes, it must have been another land That couldn't happen in the U.S.A. We'd never treat a man that way
And a migrant worker sweats underneath the blazin' sun He's fallen on his knees but his work is never done He begs someone to listen but nobody seems to care And I know that couldn't happen here Oh, it must have been another country Yes, it must have been another land. That couldn't happen in the U.S.A. We'd never treat a man that way
And a man is working steady, it's good money he receives But he's thrown out of work for the wrong things he believes He didn't have the thoughts most everybody shares I know that couldn't happen here so it must have been another country Yes, it must have been another land That couldn't happen in the U.S.A. We'd never treat a man that way
And a man is sent to prison to wait until he dies He fights to save his life, for years and years he tries Even though he changed himself he dies upon the chair I know that couldn't happen here Oh, it must have been another country Yes, it must have been another land That couldn't happen in the U.S.A. We'd never treat a man that way Oh, I know we'd never treat a man that way
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