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Wasn't that a time

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OriginaleLa versione di Pete Seeger, quella che nel 1955 lo fece condannare...
WASN'T THAT A TIME

Our fathers bled at Valley Forge
The snow was red with blood
Their faith was warm at Valley Forge
Their faith was brotherhood.

Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time
Wasn’t a time
A time to try the soul of man
Wasn’t that a terrible time?
Wasn’t that a terrible time?

Brave men who fought at Gettysburg
Now lie in soldier’s graves
But there they stemmed the rebel tide
And there the faith was saved.

Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time
Wasn’t a time
A time to try the soul of man
Wasn’t that a terrible time?
Wasn’t that a terrible time?

The madmen came with chains and war
To prison us in hate
And many a good man fought and died
To save the stricken faith.

Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time
Wasn’t a time
A time to try the soul of man
Wasn’t that a terrible time?
Wasn’t that a terrible time?

And now again the madmen come
And shall our vic’try fail?
There is no vic’try in a land
Where free men go to jail.

Isn’t this a time! Isn’t this a time!
Isn’t this a time!
A time to try the soul of man
Isn’t this a terrible time?
Isn’t this a terrible time?

[Our faith cries out we have no fear
We dare to reach our hand
To other neighbors far and near
To friends in every land.]


Our faith cries out « they shall not pass »
We cried « no pasaran »
We pledged our lives, our honor all
To free, this prison land.

Isn’t this a time! Isn’t this a time!
Isn’t this a time!
A time to free the soul of man!
Isn’t this a wonderful time!
Isn’t this a wonderful time!

[How many times we’ve gone to kill
In freedom’s holy name.
And children died to save the pride
Of rulers without shame.

Informers took their Judas pay
To tell their sorry tale
And gangs in Congress had their way
And free souls went to jail]
WASN’T THAT A TIME

Our fathers bled at Valley Forge
The snow was red with blood
Their faith was warm at Valley Forge
Their faith was brotherhood.

Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time
Wasn’t that a time
A time to try the soul of man
Wasn’t that a terrible time?

And brave men who died at Gettysburg
And lie in soldier’s graves,
But there they stemmed the slavery tide,
And there the faith was saved.

Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time
Wasn’t that a time
A time to try the soul of man
Wasn’t that a terrible time?

The fascists came with chains and war
To prison us in hate
And many a good man fought and died
To save the stricken faith.

Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time
Wasn’t that a time
A time to try the soul of man
Wasn’t that a terrible time?

And now again the madmen come
And shall our vic’try fail?
There is no vic’try in a land
Where free men go to jail.

Isn’t this a time!
Isn’t this a time!
A time to try the soul of man
Isn’t this a terrible time?

Our faith cries out « they shall not pass »
We cried « no pasaran »
We pledged our lives, our honor all
To free, our native land

Isn’t this a time!
Isn’t this a time!
A time to free the soul of man!
Isn’t this a wonderful time!
Isn’t this a time!
Isn’t this a time!
A time to free the soul of man!
Isn’t this a wonderful time!

Isn’t this a wonderful time!


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