Woody Guthrie - Red Wine lyrics

Oh, pour me a drink of Italian red wine Let me taste it and call back to mind Once more in my thoughts, once more to my soul This story as great, if not greater, than all The AP news on June 24 th Told about a Patrolman named Earl J. Vaugh He stepped on a Main Street Trolley Car To arrest Sacco and Vanzetti there The article tell how Earl J. Vaugh Is now retiring as officer of law This cop goes down in my history For arresting Sacco and Vanzetti that day "Twas nineteen and twenty, the fifth of May The cop and some buddies took these two men away Off of the car and out and down Down to the jail Brockton town There's been a k**ing and robbery At Slater Morrill's shoe factory You two gents are carrying guns And you dodged the draft when the war did come Yes, oh yes, 'tis so, 'tis so We made for the borders of Mexico The rich man's war we could not fight So we crossed the border to keep out of sight You men are known as radical sons You must be k**ers, you both carry guns I am a night watchman, my friend peddles fish He carries his gun when he's go lots of cash Oh, pour me a gla** of Germany's beer Russia's hot vodka, strong and clear Oh, pour me a gla** of Palestine's Hock Or just a moonshiner's bucket of Chock Now, let me think, and let me see How these two men were found guilty How a hundred and sixty witnesses did pa** by And the ones that spoke for them was a hundred and five Out of the rest, about fifty just guessed And out of the five that were put to the test Only the story of one held true After a hundred and fifty-nine got through And one this one, uncertain and afraid She saw the carload of robbers, she said And one year later, she remembered his face After seeing this car for a second and a half She told of his hand, his gun, his ears She told of his shirt, and the cut of his hair She remembered his eyes, his lips, his cheeks And Eva Splaine's tale sent these men to the chair I was right here in Boston the night they died I never seen such a sight in my life I thought those crowds would pull down the town I was hoping they'd do it and change things around I hoped they'd pull Judge Thayer on down From off of his bench and chase him around I hoped they'd run him around the stump And stick him with devils tails 'bout every jump