Long Ago, Far Away

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;

These things don't happen

No more, 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;

Things like that don't happen

No more, nowadays.

.

The war guns they went off wild,

The whole world bled its blood.

Men's bodies floated on the edge

Of oceans made of 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 lived just like a king,

The other man begged on the street.

Long ago, far away;

These things 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?

.

Copyright 1962; renewed 1990 Special Rider Music

Recorded by Bob Dylan on a Witmark demo, Nov. 1962

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