January 18, 2017

Democrats Abroad - WMW - Stronger Together Songs


Blowin’ In The Wind | WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man?

Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes, ’n’ how many times must the cannonballs fly

Before they’re forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

The answer is blowin’ in the wind

 

How many years can a mountain exist

Before it’s washed to the sea?

Yes, ’n’ how many years can some people exist

Before they’re allowed to be free?

Yes, ’n’ how many times can a man turn his head

Pretending he just doesn’t see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

The answer is blowin’ in the wind

 

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky?

Yes, ’n’ how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry?

Yes, ’n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows

That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind

The answer is blowin’ in the wind                                                                                                          

Copyright © 1962 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1990 by Special Rider Music

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Boston King | Kate Kitchen

Bless you, Boston King

Oh, bless you.

Bless you, Boston King

Oh, bless you.

 

You got home to Sierra Leone

Oh, bless you.

Never more, forced to roam

Oh, bless you.

 

Bless you, Boston King

Oh, bless you.

Bless you, Boston King

Oh, bless you.

 

Your father was forced in chains

Sent to slave in a foreign land

Bless you, Boston King

Oh, bless you.

 

He taught you to read

And hold your head up high

Bless him, Boston King

Oh, bless him.

 

Your mother healed the sick.

Oh, bless her.

Bless her, Boston King

Oh, bless her.

 

You never lost your hope

You never lost your pride.

Bless you, Boston King

Oh, bless you.
 

You got home to Sierra Leone

Bless you.

Never more, forced to roam

Oh, bless you.

 

Chorus: Bless you, Boston King

Oh, bless you.

Bless you, Boston King

Oh, bless you.

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Come To Mama | LADY GAGA

Everybody's got to love each other

Stop throwin' stones at your sisters and your brothers

Man, it wasn't that long ago, we were all living in the jungle

So why do we gotta put each other down?

When there's more than enough love to go, g-g-go around

 

Come to mama

Tell me who hurt ya

There's gonna be no future

If we don't figure this out

 

Dude in a labcoat and a man of God

(Come onto mama, come on, mama)

Fought over prisms and a forty-day flood

(Come onto mama, come on, mama)

 

Well, I say rainbows did more than they've ever done

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

So why do we gotta fight over ideas?

(Aah, aah, aah)

We're talkin the same old shit after all of these years

(Ayi, yi, yi)

 

Come to mama

Tell me who hurt ya

There's gonna be no future

If we don't figure this out

 

Oo oh-oo-oh, come tomorrow

Who are you gonna follow?

There's gonna be no future

If we don't figure this out

 

Psychic guru catches minnows in the harbor

(Come onto mama, come on, mama)

Everyone tells him he should work a little harder

(Come onto mama -- hey, man, get to work)

(Come on, mama -- catch 'em)

They all tell you that freedom must be bought

But baby, he's already caught them

So why do we gotta tell each other how to live?

The only prisons that exist are ones we put each other in

 

Come to mama

Tell me who hurt ya

There's gonna be no future

If we don't figure this out

 

Oo oh-oo-oh, come tomorrow

Who are you gonna follow?

There's gonna be no future

If we don't figure this out

 

Come to mama

(Come onto me)

(Woah, oh-oh oo oh-oo-oh)

(Woah, oh-oh oo oh-oo-oh)

 

Woohoo-hoo woohoo hoo-oo-hoo

Woohoo-hoo woohoo hoo-oo-hoo

 

'Cause I wanna be there

I wanna be there for you

I wanna be there

Why do we gotta tell each other how to live?

The only prisons that exist are ones we put each other in

Why do we gotta tell each other how to live?

Look what that rainbow did

Oo-hoo woohoo-oo-hoo woohoo-hoo

Oo-hoo woohoo-oo-hoo woohoo-hoo

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Down By the Riverside | Spiritual that was sung by slaves in the South as a work song.

I'm gonna lay down my heavy load,

Down by the riverside,

Down by the riverside,

Down by the riverside

I'm gonna lay down heavy load,

Down by the riverside and I ain't a gonna study war no more

 

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more

 

I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield,

Down by the riverside

Down by the riverside,

Down by the riverside

I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield,

Down by the riverside

And I ain't gonna study war no more

 

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more

 

I'm gonna put on my traveling shoes,

Down by the riverside

Down by the riverside,

Down by the riverside

I'm gonna put on my traveling shoes,

Down by the riverside

And I ain't gonna study war no more

 

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more,

I ain't gonna study war no more.

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Eat Your Greens | Kate Kitchen

Eat your greens

Eat your greens

You better remember to eat your greens

 

No more sugar

No more fat

And you know why it’s called that

 

Eat your beans and legumes

Lots of veggies, even prunes

 

Just remember to eat your greens

 

No more cages

No more hooks

No more cows dirty looks

 

If organic all the better

And if you save the mutton

I will knit you a sweater

 

Just remember to eat your greens

 

I mean spinach, kale and head lettuce

Boston Bibb and all the rest

But if you want my opinion,

Romaine is the best.

 

You may decide to grow your own

Without round up or DDT

In raised beds

Or on your balcony

 

Mmmm…I remember why I eat my greens

 

You may go wild

With ramps and wild flowers (collards)

And then you will be feeling empowered

 

While you are eating your greens

 

Add some carrots and tomatoes

(And whatever catches your fancy)

Maybe an onion, sprouts  or a radish

 

Toss ‘em together

And you’ll be glad to eat your greens

 

Eat your greens

Eat your greens

 

Even your ice cream can be green

 

Then you’ll remember to eat your greens

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Hallelujah | Leonard Cohen

Well I heard there was a secret chord

That David played and it pleased the Lord

But you don't really care for music, do you?

Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth

The minor fall and the major lift

The baffled king composing

 

Hallelujah [x4]

 

Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

She tied you to her kitchen chair

She broke your throne and she cut your hair

And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah [x4]

 

Baby I've been here before

I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know)

I used to live alone before I knew you

And I've seen your flag on the marble arch

And love is not a victory march

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

 

Hallelujah [x4] . . .

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I Am Woman

I am woman, hear me roar

In numbers too big to ignore

And I know too much to go back an' pretend

'Cause I've heard it all before

And I've been down there on the floor

No one's ever gonna keep me down again

 

Oh yes, I am wise

But it's wisdom born of pain

Yes, I've paid the price

But look how much I gained

If I have to, I can do anything

I am strong

(Strong)

I am invincible

(Invincible)

I am woman

 

You can bend but never break me

'Cause it only serves to make me

More determined to achieve my final goal

And I come back even stronger

Not a novice any longer

'Cause you've deepened the conviction in my soul

 

Oh yes, I am wise

But it's wisdom born of pain

Yes, I've paid the price

But look how much I gained

If I have to, I can do anything

I am strong

(Strong)

I am invincible

(Invincible)

 

I am woman

I am woman watch me grow

See me standing toe to toe

As I spread my lovin' arms across the land

But I'm still an embryo

With a long, long way to go

Until I make my brother understand

 

Oh yes, I am wise

But it's wisdom born of pain

Yes, I've paid the price

But look how much I gained

If I have to, I can face anything

I am strong

(Strong)

I am invincible

(Invincible)

I am woman

I am woman

I am invincible

I am strong

I am woman

I am invincible

I am strong

I am woman

 

Songwriters | BURTON, RAY | REDDY, HELEN

Published by Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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If I Had a Hammer | Pete Seeger and Lee Hays

If I had a hammer,

I'd hammer in the morning

I'd hammer in the evening,

All over this land.

I'd hammer out danger,

I'd hammer out a warning,

I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,

All over this land.

 

If I had a bell,

I'd ring it in the morning,

I'd ring it in the evening,

All over this land.

I'd ring out danger,

I'd ring out a warning

I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,

All over this land.

 

If I had a song,

I'd sing it in the morning,

I'd sing it in the evening,

All over this land.

I'd sing out danger,

I'd sing out a warning

I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,

All over this land.

 

Well I got a hammer,

And I got a bell,

And I got a song to sing, all over this land.

It's the hammer of Justice,

It's the bell of Freedom,

It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,

All over this land.

It's the hammer of Justice,

It's the bell of Freedom,

It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,

All over this land.

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Masters Of War | WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Come you masters of war

You that build all the guns

You that build the death planes

You that build the big bombs

You that hide behind walls

You that hide behind desks

I just want you to know

I can see through your masks

 

You that never done nothin’

But build to destroy

You play with my world

Like it’s your little toy

You put a gun in my hand

And you hide from my eyes

And you turn and run farther

When the fast bullets fly

 

Like Judas of old

You lie and deceive

A world war can be won

You want me to believe

But I see through your eyes

And I see through your brain

Like I see through the water

That runs down my drain

 

You fasten the triggers

For the others to fire

Then you set back and watch

When the death count gets higher

You hide in your mansion

As young people’s blood

Flows out of their bodies

And is buried in the mud

 

You’ve thrown the worst fear

That can ever be hurled

Fear to bring children

Into the world

For threatening my baby

Unborn and unnamed

You ain’t worth the blood

That runs in your veins

 

How much do I know

To talk out of turn

You might say that I’m young

You might say I’m unlearned

But there’s one thing I know

Though I’m younger than you

Even Jesus would never

Forgive what you do

 

Let me ask you one question

Is your money that good

Will it buy you forgiveness

Do you think that it could

I think you will find

When your death takes its toll

All the money you made

Will never buy back your soul

 

And I hope that you die

And your death’ll come soon

I will follow your casket

In the pale afternoon

And I’ll watch while you’re lowered

Down to your deathbed

And I’ll stand o’er your grave

’Til I’m sure that you’re dead

Copyright © 1963 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1991 by Special Rider Music

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"Respect" | Otis Redding, Adapted by Aretha Franklin

What you want

Baby, I got

What you need

Do you know I got it?

All I'm askin'

Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)

Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home

(just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)

 

I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone

Ain't gonna do you wrong 'cause I don't wanna

All I'm askin'

Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)

Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)

Yeah (just a little bit)

 

I'm about to give you all of my money

And all I'm askin' in return, honey

Is to give me my propers

When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)

Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)

When you get home (just a little bit)

Yeah (just a little bit)

 

Ooo, your kisses

Sweeter than honey

And guess what?

So is my money

All I want you to do for me

Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re)

Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re)

Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit)

When you get home, now (just a little bit)

 

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Find out what it means to me

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Take care, Take care

Respect/Redding/2

 

Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,

sock it to me, sock it to me)

A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me,

sock it to me, sock it to me)

Whoa, babe (just a little bit)

A little respect (just a little bit)

I get tired (just a little bit)

Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)

You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit)

And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)

(re, re, re, re) 'spect

When you come home (re, re, re ,re)

Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit)

And find out I'm gone (just a little bit)

I got to have (just a little bit)

A little respect (just a little bit)

 

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Find out what it means to me

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Take care, Take care

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The Times They Are A-Changin’ | WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Come gather ’round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You’ll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you is worth savin’

Then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin’

 

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won’t come again

And don’t speak too soon

For the wheel’s still in spin

And there’s no tellin’ who that it’s namin’

For the loser now will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin’

 

Come senators, congressmen

Please heed the call

Don’t stand in the doorway

Don’t block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There’s a battle outside and it is ragin’

It’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changin’

 

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don’t criticize

What you can’t understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

 

Your old road is rapidly agin’

Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand

For the times they are a-changin’

 

The line it is drawn

The curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is rapidly fadin’

And the first one now will later be last

For the times they are a-changin’                                                                                                                

Copyright © 1963, 1964 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1991, 1992 by Special Rider Music

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"Universal Soldier" | Buffy Sainte-Marie

He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,

He fights with missiles and with spears.

He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen,

Been a soldier for a thousand years.

 

He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain,

A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.

And he knows he shouldn't kill,

And he knows he always will,

Kill you for me my friend and me for you.

 

And he's fighting for Canada,

He's fighting for France,

He's fighting for the USA,

And he's fighting for the Russians,

And he's fighting for Japan,

And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way.

 

And he's fighting for Democracy,

He's fighting for the Reds,

He says it's for the peace of all.

He's the one who must decide,

Who's to live and who's to die,

And he never sees the writing on the wall.

 

But without him,

How would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau?

Without him Caesar would have stood alone,

He's the one who gives his body

As a weapon of the war,

And without him all this killing can't go on.

 

He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame,

His orders come from far away no more,

They come from here and there and you and me,

And brothers can't you see,

This is not the way we put the end to war.

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We Shall Overcome

We shall overcome,

We shall overcome

We shall overcome some day

Oh, deep in my heart,

I do believe

We shall overcome some day

 

We’ll walk hand in hand,

We’ll walk hand in hand

We’ll walk hand in hand some day

Oh, deep in my heart,

I do believe

We’ll walk hand in hand some day

 

We are not afraid,

We are not afraid

We are not afraid today

Oh, deep in my heart,

I do believe

We are not afraid today

 

The truth shall make us free,

The truth shall make us free

The truth shall make us free some day

Oh, deep in my heart,

I do believe

The truth shall make us free some day

 

We shall live in peace,

We shall live in peace

We shall live in peace some day

Oh, deep in my heart,

I do believe

We shall live in peace some day

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You Don't Own Me (as sung by Lesley Gore)

You don't own me

I'm not just one of your many toys

You don't own me

Don't say I can't go with other boys

 

And don't tell me what to do

Don't tell me what to say

And please, when I go out with you

Don't put me on display 'cause

 

You don't own me

Don't try to change me in any way

You don't own me

Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay

 

I don't tell you what to say

I don't tell you what to do

So just let me be myself

That's all I ask of you

 

I'm young and I love to be young

I'm free and I love to be free

To live my life the way I want

To say and do whatever I please

 

And don't tell me what to do

Oh, don't tell me what to say

And please, when I go out with you

Don't put me on display

 

I don't tell you what to say

Oh, don't tell you what to do

So just let me be myself

That's all I ask of you

I'm young and I love to be young

I'm free and I love to be free

To live

Writer(s) | DAVID WHITE | JOHN MADARA

Publisher | Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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