Текст песни Long Ago, Far Away - Bob Dylan

To preach of peace and brotherhood
Oh, what might be the cost
A man, he did it long ago
And they hung him on a cross
Long ago, far away
Those things don't happen nowadays
The chains of slaves
They dragged the ground
With heads and hearts hung low
But it was during Lincoln's time
And it was long ago
Long ago, far away
Those things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays, do they?
The war guns they bombed and blazed
The whole world bled its blood
Men's bodies rotted on the ground
As their graves were made in mud
Long ago, far away
Those kind of things don't happen
No more, nowadays
One man had much money
One man had not enough to eat
One man, he lived just like a king
The other man begged on the street
Long ago, far away
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays
One man died of a knife so sharp
One man died from the bullet of a gun
One man died of a broken heart
To see the lynchin' of his son
Long ago, far away
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays
Gladiators killed themselves
It was during the roman times
People cheered with bloodshot grins
As eye and minds went blind
Long ago, far away
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays
And to talk of peace and brotherhood
Oh, what might be the cost
A man he did it long ago, and they hung him on a cross
Long ago, far away
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays, do they?