The Ghost of Eugene Debs - Live
Eugene Debs went to jail
Told the president to go to hell
He didn't believe in that frightful war
American man made business whore
West Virginia penitentiary
Cell so dark he could scarcely see
Rife with death and misery
As only a West Virginia jail can be
Middle of the night shot out of bed
A powerful voice from the darkness said
Eugene as good as you may be
You still have to set those miners free
Locked up tight couldn't get free
From the moundsville penitentiary
Who oh who could that mighty ghost be?
It would remain a mystery
V it stands for victory
Set all of the miners free
Tried to make it good for you and me
Eugene Debs
Good King Debs
He and the ghost just couldn't agree
He thought his life was done you see
The spirit had other plans
Giving up was made for mortal men
He and the ghost tried to get along
To play by the rules and sing their song
Eugene did what he was told to do
His heart can't take much more hullabaloo
On the day Eugene walked from jail
The ghost voice bid him good farewell
You know what you have to do
Freedom is for some but not for you
Right back to the old grindstone
Worked his fingers right to the bone
The best man he knew how to be
Now he knew the ghosts identity
Told the president to go to hell
He didn't believe in that frightful war
American man made business whore
West Virginia penitentiary
Cell so dark he could scarcely see
Rife with death and misery
As only a West Virginia jail can be
Middle of the night shot out of bed
A powerful voice from the darkness said
Eugene as good as you may be
You still have to set those miners free
Locked up tight couldn't get free
From the moundsville penitentiary
Who oh who could that mighty ghost be?
It would remain a mystery
V it stands for victory
Set all of the miners free
Tried to make it good for you and me
Eugene Debs
Good King Debs
He and the ghost just couldn't agree
He thought his life was done you see
The spirit had other plans
Giving up was made for mortal men
He and the ghost tried to get along
To play by the rules and sing their song
Eugene did what he was told to do
His heart can't take much more hullabaloo
On the day Eugene walked from jail
The ghost voice bid him good farewell
You know what you have to do
Freedom is for some but not for you
Right back to the old grindstone
Worked his fingers right to the bone
The best man he knew how to be
Now he knew the ghosts identity
Credits
Writer(s): Jamie Lester
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