I’ve Got To Know

I’ve Got To Know

słowa i muzyka: Woody Guthrie, ok. 1963

[D]I’ve got to know, yes, [G]I’ve got to [D]know, friend;
Hungry lips ask me wher[E7]ever I [A7]go!
[D]Comrades and friends all [G]falling a[D]round me
I’ve got to know, yes, [A7]I’ve got to [D]know.

Why do your war boats ride on my waters?
Why do your death bombs fall from my skies?
Why did you burn my farm and my town down?
I’ve got to know, friend, I’ve got to know!

What makes your boats haul death to my people?
Nitro blockbusters, big cannons and guns?
Why don’t your ships bring food and some clothing?
I’ve sure got to know, folks, I’ve sure got to know!

Why can’t my two hands get a good pay job?
I can still plow, plant, I can still sow!
Why did your lawbook chase me off my land?
I’d sure like to know, friend, I’ve just got to know!

What good work did you do, sir, I’d like to ask you
To give you my money right out of my hands?
I built your big house to hide from my people,
Why you crave to hide so, I’d love to know!

You keep me in jail and you lock me in prison,
Your hospital’s jammed and your crazyhouse full,
What made your cop kill my trade union worker?
You’ll hafta talk plain ’cause I sure have to know!

Why can’t I get work and cash a big paycheck?
Why can’t I buy things in your place and your store?
Why close my plant down and starve all my buddies?
I’m asking you, sir, ’cause I’ve got to know!


Joe Hill

Testament Joego Hilla

Joe Hill

słowa: Alfred Hayes
muzyka: Earl Robinson
1936

I [G] dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
as [C] live as you and [G] me,
Says [C] I, but Joe your [G] ten years dead,
I [D] never died says he,
I [D7]never died says [G] he

„In Salt Lake City, Joe,” said I,
Him standing by my bed,
„They framed you on a murder charge,”
Said Joe, „I never died.”
Said Joe, „But I ain’t dead.”

„The copper bosses killed you, Joe”
„They shot you up with lead
„Takes more than guns to kill a man”
Says Joe, and I ain’t dead
Says Joe, and I ain’t dead

And standing there, as big as life
And smiling with his eyes
Says Joe „What they could never kill
Went on to organize
Went on to organize”

Joe Hill ain’t dead he said to me
Joe Hill ain’t never died,
Where working folk defend their rights,
Joe Hill is by their side,
Joe Hill is by their side.

From San Diego up to Maine
In every mine and mill
Where workers strike and organize
It’s there you find Joe Hill
It’s there you find Joe Hill

I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night
Alive as you and me
Says I „But Joe, you’re ten years dead”
„I never died” says he
„I never died” says he


W śpiewniku mamy jedną z najbardziej znanych piosenek Joego Hilla: „The Preacher and the Slave”.

Kumbaya

Kumbaya

słowa i muzyka: trad.
przed 1920

[A]Kumbaya, my lord, [D]Kumba[A]ya!
Kumbaya, my lord, [D]Kumba[E]ya!
Kumba[A]ya, my lord, [D]Kumba[A]ya.
[D]O [A]Lord, [E]Kumba[A]ya

Someone’s crying, Lord, Kumbaya!
Someone’s crying, Lord, Kumbaya!
Someone’s crying, Lord, Kumbaya!
O Lord, Kumbaya

Someone’s singing, Lord, Kumbaya!
Someone’s singing, Lord, Kumbaya!
Someone’s singing, Lord, Kumbaya!
O Lord, Kumbaya

Someone’s praying, Lord, Kumbaya!
Someone’s praying, Lord, Kumbaya!
Someone’s praying, Lord, Kumbaya!
O Lord, Kumbaya


What Did You Learn in School Today?

What Did You Learn in School Today?

słowa i muzyka: Tom Paxton, 1964

[G]What did you learn in school today,
dear little boy of [D7]mine,
[G]What did you learn in school today,
[D7]dear little boy of [G]mine?[G7]

I [C]learned that Washington [G]never told a lie,
I [C]learned that soldiers [G]seldom die.
I [C]learned that every[G]body’s free,
[C]That’s what the teacher [G]said to me.
And that’s what I learned in school today,
[D7]That’s what I learned in [G]school.

What did you learn in school today,
Dear little boy of mine?
What did you learn in school today,
Dear little boy of mine?

I learned the policemen are my friends,
I learned that justice never ends,
I learned that murderers pay for their crimes,
Even if we make a mistake sometimes,
And that’s what I learned in school today,
That’s what I learned in school

What did you learn in school today,
Dear little boy of mine?
What did you learn in school today,
Dear little boy of mine?

I learned that war is not so bad,
I learned about the great once we had had.
We fought in Germany and in France
And some day I might get my chance.
And that’s what I learned in school today,
That’s what I learned in school

What did you learn in school today,
Dear little boy of mine?
What did you learn in school today,
Dear little boy of mine?

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


Song for Shaker Aamer

Song for Shaker Aamer

słowa: Andy Worthington
muzyka: The Four Fathers
2015

[D]This is a song for Shaker Aamer
The last British man in [A]Guantánamo
[G]Stuck in a cell al[A]one
Though the US says it wants to [D] let him go

[D] And half the men still held
[D7]Are in the same sad [A]situation
[G]Prisoners of political [A]games
That ought to shame the [D]nation

[D]Shaker, Shaker
They chain your body but they [A]cannot chain your mind
[G]You tell truth to [A]power
Even though you are behind the [D]wire

Shaker Aamer is no terrorist
In fact he cares deeply for his fellow men
That’s why he took his family
To help poor Muslims in Afghanistan

But he was sold to the US for money
And he’s still held with no end in sight
He came to be seen as a leader
Because he stands up for the prisoners’ rights

Shaker, Shaker…

Shaker Aamer lived in London
Where he was granted indefinite leave to remain
The government says it wants him back
But they’re not trying hard enough that much is plain

And Shaker’s family
They wait so patiently for him to come home
He hasn’t seen his youngest son
Who was born the day he got to Guantánamo

Shaker, Shaker…


Pod koniec 2015 roku Shaker Aamer został zwolniony z więzienia w Guantanamo i wrócił do Londynu. Andy Worthington zaktualizował tekst piosenki, aby uwzględnić pozytywne zakończenie tej historii:

This is a song for Shaker Aamer
The last British man in Guantánamo
Held for nearly 14 years
Though for 8 years the US said that he could go

And half the men still held
Are in the same sad situation
They’re prisoners of political games
That ought to shame the nation

Shaker, Shaker
They chained your body but they could not chain your mind
You told truth to power
Even though you were behind the wire

Shaker Aamer was no terrorist
In fact he cared deeply for his fellow men
That’s why he took his family
To help poor Muslims in Afghanistan

But he was sold to the US for money
And he was held because of all he knew
He came to be seen as a leader
Because he stood up to the torture and abuse

Shaker, Shaker…

Shaker Aamer’s back in London
Where he was granted indefinite leave to remain
Yeah, a huge campaign to get him back
Shamed the US and the UK, that much is plain

And Shaker’s family
They waited so patiently for him to come home
He hadn’t seen his youngest son
Who was born the day he got to Guantánamo

Shaker, Shaker…