Sacco & Vanzetti - Christy Moore

Oh say there, did you here the news?

Sacco worked at trimming shoes

Vanzetti was a travelling man, pushed his cart round with his hand

Two good men’s a long time gone.

Sacco and Vanzetti are gone

Two good men’s a long time gone.

They left me here to sing this song

Sacco was born across the sea, somewhere over in Italy

Vanzetti born of parents fine, drank the best Italian wine

Sacco sailed the sea one day, landed over in the Boston bay

Vanzetti sailed the ocean blue, landed up in Boston too

Two good men’s a long time gone.

Sacco and Vanzetti are gone

Two good men’s a long time gone.

They left me here to sing this song

Sacco was a family man, Sacco’s wife three children had

Vanzetti was a dreaming man, his books were always in his hand

Sacco made his bread and butter being the factory’s best shoe cutter

Vanzetti worked both day and night, showed the workers how to fight

Two good men’s a long time gone.

Sacco and Vanzetti are gone

Two good men’s a long time gone.

They left me here to sing this song

I’ll tell you if you ask me about the pay-roll robbery

Two clerks were shot in the shoe factory down the streets of old Braintree

I’ll tell you the prosecutors' names: Katman, Admans, Williams, Kane

Them and the judge were the best of friends.

Did more tricks than circus clowns

The judge he told his friends around.

He’d put them rebels down

Communist bastards was the name the judge he gave these two fine men

Two good men’s a long time gone.

Sacco and Vanzetti are gone

Two good men’s a long time gone.

They left me here to sing this song

Vanzetti docked in '98.

Slept along a dirty street

Showed the people how to organize.

Now in the electric chair he dies

All us people ought to be like Sacco and Vanzetti

Every day find ways to fight on the union side for the workers' right

Two good men’s a long time gone.

Sacco and Vanzetti are gone

Two good men’s a long time gone.

They left me here to sing this song

I ain’t got time to tell the tales because the branch and the bulls are on my

tail

I won’t forget these men who died to show us people how to live

All you people in window lane sing this song and sing it plain

Everybody here tonight singing this song we’ll get it right

Two good men’s a long time gone.

Sacco and Vanzetti are gone

Two good men’s a long time gone.

They left me here to sing this song