Justice In Ontario
Steve Earle
All you who hail from Ontario
Know the tale of the Donnelly's oh
Died at the hands of a mob that night
Every child and man by the oil torch light
Jim Donnelly was know angel sure
But they burned his barn, broke down the door
Well, his children cried when they killed ol' Jim
Then they killed his wife and they turned on them
No judge, no jury, no hangman, no jusice in Ontario
Well, a hundred years or more have turned
And you always hear how much we've learned
Well, a man lay dead in Port Hope bar
And the blood ran red on the hardwood floor
And the big men ran to the nearest door
Only one man knew what happened for sure
Well, one and all wore the outlaws' brand
And their big bikes roared though the great north land
When you live on the edge of law you know justice in Ontario
Blue smoke still hung in the air
No one spoke when the cops got there
Well, the local constable made the call
"Send us Corporal Terry Hall"
They all sang a different tune
When Corporal Hall walked in the room
With his picture book and a list of names
One by one the witnesses came
And they told him what he wanted to know justice in Ontario
The provincial cops searched far and wide
And the outaws ran but they could not hide
And they brought 'em in every single one
Save the man who actually fired the gun
It was down in London they were tried
And the guilty man stood free outside
When they took the stand to pay his debt
The judge was blind and the jury deaf
In Kingston town they're locked up still
When the sun goes down and the air is chill
You could swear you hear Jim Donnelly's ghost
Cry Justice In Ontario
Funny story. There was a live cd that came out after the cd that this was on (The Hard Way), called Shut Up And Die Like An Aviator. It was recorded in London, Ontario, Canada (this song is not on the live cd). A reviewer in the US said it was recorded in England and Canada!
Steve Earle
All you who hail from Ontario
Know the tale of the Donnelly's oh
Died at the hands of a mob that night
Every child and man by the oil torch light
Jim Donnelly was know angel sure
But they burned his barn, broke down the door
Well, his children cried when they killed ol' Jim
Then they killed his wife and they turned on them
No judge, no jury, no hangman, no jusice in Ontario
Well, a hundred years or more have turned
And you always hear how much we've learned
Well, a man lay dead in Port Hope bar
And the blood ran red on the hardwood floor
And the big men ran to the nearest door
Only one man knew what happened for sure
Well, one and all wore the outlaws' brand
And their big bikes roared though the great north land
When you live on the edge of law you know justice in Ontario
Blue smoke still hung in the air
No one spoke when the cops got there
Well, the local constable made the call
"Send us Corporal Terry Hall"
They all sang a different tune
When Corporal Hall walked in the room
With his picture book and a list of names
One by one the witnesses came
And they told him what he wanted to know justice in Ontario
The provincial cops searched far and wide
And the outaws ran but they could not hide
And they brought 'em in every single one
Save the man who actually fired the gun
It was down in London they were tried
And the guilty man stood free outside
When they took the stand to pay his debt
The judge was blind and the jury deaf
In Kingston town they're locked up still
When the sun goes down and the air is chill
You could swear you hear Jim Donnelly's ghost
Cry Justice In Ontario
Funny story. There was a live cd that came out after the cd that this was on (The Hard Way), called Shut Up And Die Like An Aviator. It was recorded in London, Ontario, Canada (this song is not on the live cd). A reviewer in the US said it was recorded in England and Canada!
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I've passed through London while on my way into the US on several occasions, but I've never really seen the city.