If We Will, We Can Be Free
Listen to a people's cry.
Hark, uncounted, countless numbers
Swell the peal of agony.
Lo, for labor's sons and daughters
In the depths of misery,
Like the rush of many waters
Comes the cry "We will be free".
By our own, our children's charter,
By the fire within our veins,
By each truth-attesting martyr,
By our tears, our groans, our pains,
By our rights, by nature given,
By the laws of liberty,
We declare before high heaven
That we must, we will be free.
Tyrants quail! The dawn is breaking,
Dawn of freedom's glorious day.
Despots on their thrones are shaking,
Iron hands are giving way.
Kingcraft, statecraft, base oppression
Cannot bear our scrutiny.
We have learned the startling lesson,
If we will, we can be free.
Winds and waves the tidings carry,
Electra in your fiery car
Winged by light'ning, do not tarry,
Bear the news to lands afar.
Bid them tell the thrilling story
Louder than the thunder's glee
That a people, ripe for glory,
Are determined to be free.
Contributed by Dead End - 2012/9/26 - 15:16
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