Coinciding with those events were related songs, and many of the lyrics are still relevant today. The authors are noted after the verse.
If only it were true:
I learned our government must be strong;
It’s always right and never wrong!
Our leaders are the finest men
And we elect them again and again
And that’s what I learned in school today,
That’s what I learned in school. (Tom Paxton)
Please:
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
The battle outside ragin'
Will soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin' (Bob Dylan 1964)
Now, what do we have:
Show me a prison, show me a jail
Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale
And I'll show you a young man with many reasons why
And there but for fortune, may go you or I (Phi Ochs)
Hard to forget:
As through this world I’ve wandered
I’ve seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six-gun
Some with a fountain pen. (Woody Guthrie)
Today we have ICE:
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
The battle outside ragin'
Will soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin' (Bob Dylan 1964)
Now, what do we have:
Show me a prison, show me a jail
Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale
And I'll show you a young man with many reasons why
And there but for fortune, may go you or I (Phi Ochs)
Hard to forget:
As through this world I’ve wandered
I’ve seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six-gun
Some with a fountain pen. (Woody Guthrie)
Today we have ICE:
The crops are all in, and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are filed in their creosote dumps
They're flying 'em back to the Mexico border
To take all their money to wade back again
Goodbye to my Juan, farewell Roselita
Adios mes amigos, Jesus e Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportees. (Woody Guthrie)
In Hope:
I've seen my brothers working,
Throughout this mighty land,
l prayed we'd get together,
And together make a stand. (Les Rice)
The oranges are filed in their creosote dumps
They're flying 'em back to the Mexico border
To take all their money to wade back again
Goodbye to my Juan, farewell Roselita
Adios mes amigos, Jesus e Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportees. (Woody Guthrie)
In Hope:
I've seen my brothers working,
Throughout this mighty land,
l prayed we'd get together,
And together make a stand. (Les Rice)
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