歌手:Joan Baez
专辑:《Whistle Down the Wind》

Down on the corner of ruin and grace
I'm growing weary of the human race
Hold my lamp up in everyone's face
Lookin for an honest man
Everyone tied to the turning wheel
Everyone hiding from the things they feel
The truth's so hard it just don't seem real
The shadow across this land

People 'round here don't know what it means
To suffer at the hands of the American dreams
They turn their backs on the grisly scenes
Traced to the privileged sons
They got their god they got their guns
Got their armies and the chosen ones
But we'll all be burning in the same big sun
When the great correction comes

Down through the ages lovers of the mystery
Been sayin' people let your love light shine
Poets and sages all throughout history
Say the light burns brightest in the darkest times

It's the bitter end we've come down to
The eye of the needle that we gotta get through
But the end could be the start of something new
When the great correction comes

Down to the wire running out of time
Still got hope in this heart of mine
But the future waits on the horizon line
For our daughters and our sons
I don't know where this train's bound
Whole lotta people trying to turn it around
Gonna shout til the walls come tumbling down
When the great correction comes

Don't let me down
When the great correction comes