Legendární americký folkový písničkář (voc, g) a kultovní osobnost. Narozen v r. 1940 v texaském El Pasu. Začínal jako novinář (vystudoval žurnalistiku). Počátkem 60. let se objevuje v N.Y.C., kde ho výrazně ovlivňuje Bob Dylan. Na rozdíl od něho...

Píseň: Automation Song

Interpret:
Phil Ochs
Album:
All The News That´s Fit To Sing
Oh I laid down your railroads
Every mile of track
With the muscles on my arm 
And the sweat upon my back
And now the trains are rolling
They roll to every shore
You tell me that my job is through 
There ain't no work no more
Though I laid down your highways 
All across the land
With the ringing of the steel 
And the power of my hands
And now the roads are there 
Like ribbons in the sky
You tell me that my job is through 
But still I wonder why


For the wages were low and the hours were long
And the labour was all I could bear
Now you've got new machines for to take my place
And you tell me it's not mine to share


Though I laid down your factories 
And laid down your fields
With my feet on the ground 
And my back to your wheels
And now the smoke is rising
The steel is all a-glow
I'm walking down a jobless road 
And where am I to go


For the wages were low and the hours were long
And the labour was all I could bear
Now you've got new machines for to take my place
And you tell me it's not mine to share


Though I laid down your factories 
And laid down your fields
With my feet on the ground 
And my back to your wheels
And now the smoke is rising
The steel is all a-glow
I'm walking down a jobless road 
And where am I to go


Tell me, where am I to go