[00:00.00] 作词 : Dylan[00:04.36]John wesley harding[00:07.37]Was a friend to the poor,[00:11.31]He trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand.[00:18.56]All along this countryside,[00:21.81]He opened a many a door,[00:25.25]But he was never known[00:27.19]To hurt an honest man.[00:30.31]music[01:00.31]'twas down in chaynee county,[01:04.25]A time they talk about,[01:07.62]With his lady by his side[01:10.36]He took a stand.[01:15.05]And soon the situation there[01:18.18]Was all but straightened out,[01:21.62]For he was always known[01:23.62]To lend a helping hand.[01:27.18]music[01:57.56]All across the telegraph[02:00.67]His name it did resound,[02:04.37]But no charge held against him[02:07.25]Could they prove.[02:11.18]And there was no man around[02:14.13]Who could track or chain him down,[02:18.37]He was never known[02:20.24]To make a foolish move.[02:24.81]music[02:28.87]