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Ezre - Let Peace Rise Up
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City streets are slowly burnin’
Sweet freedom’s goin’ up in flames
People everywhere risin’ up to be heard
People all around gettin’ ready for some change
Sam told us “A Change is Gonna Come”
Marvin’s lookin’ down thinkin’—brothers and sisters “What’s Going’ On” (still going’ on)
John said the words “ Let’s Give Peace a Chance”
but I think we need a better plan to make things right, this is our fight
our god given right
God help us through the darkness, be our light
Come on, Come on let peace rise up, brothers and sisters we can’t give up
Come on, come on, let peace rise up, let’s sing each others song
Come on, come on let’s take a stand brothers and sisters hand in hand
Free at last, free at last, I have a dream
We’re gonna breath free at last, live free at last
Too many fathers and mother’s cryin’
There’s way too many of us dyin’
The world can no longer look away
The time is here and now for brand a new day
Inner city streets are burnin’
Equality has gone up in flames
I believe a change is gonna come, yes it will
I truly believe one day we’ll stop saying
what’s goin’ on
Come on, come on let peace rise up, brothers and sisters we can’t give up
Come on, come on let peace rise up, let’s sing each others song
Come on, come on let’s take a stand brothers and sisters hand in hand
Free at last, free at last, we all have a dream, to breath free at last, to live free at last
Hold on be strong
Truth and love will light our way
Hold on, no it won’t be long,
Soon hand in hand we will celebrate
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A child turns to her mom
Asking where they are going
Mom walks quickly with two kids
Says “I have no way of knowing”
She holds both of their hands
And urges them to hurry
, hurry
She cannot hide her fear
Her face a mask of worry
That’s when artillery comes
whistling down
And there 3 bodies lie still, on
the ground
It doesn't go away because you
look away
Speak out loud the names of
those who died today
It doesn’t mean a thing when
you just think and pray
It doesn't go away because you
look away
A child gives a kiss to mom
I love you - see you later
Having fun learning maps
And finding the equator
A stranger comes into the
school
Carrying a gun, a gun
In one screaming second
That no one could outrun
That’s when the children all fall
down
And there they are in pieces and
blood on the ground
It doesn't go away because you
look away
Speak out loud the names of
those who died today
It doesn’t mean a thing when
you just think and pray
It doesn't go away because you
look away
Bullets fly, a child dies, a mother
cries or lies beside
Don’t be surprised what this
implies
Let the scales fall from your
eyes
It doesn't go away because you
look away
Speak out loud the names of
those who died today
It doesn’t mean a thing when
you just think and pray
It doesn't go away because you
look away
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Louder Than Guns
2021 Aidan Quinn & Christine Stay, Friction Farm
open up the door ask somebody in
wage a little kindness help end their suffering
give up just a little bit of all that you have won
you are louder, louder than a gun
Sing your song of cour
age
–
get ready to take a stand
Sing your song of justice
–
aim to lend a helping hand
Sing your song of hope
–
like the fire of a thousand suns
Sing your song of peace
–
we are louder than guns
give that kid a second chance, benefit of the doubt
help to
make them fit in not look for a way out a way out
show them what you've learned about love and compassion
you are louder, louder than a gun
Sing your song of courage
–
get ready to take a stand
Sing your song of justice
–
aim to lend a helping hand
Sing your song of hope
–
like the fire of a thousand suns
Sing your song of peace
–
we are louder than guns
let go of the ancient grudge see people as they are are
forget about the us and them we're just dust from a single star
practice what you preach be fair
to everyone
you are louder, louder than a gun
Sing your song of courage
–
get ready to take a stand
Sing your song of justice
–
aim to lend a helping hand
Sing your song of hope
–
like the fire of a thousand suns
Sing your song of peace
–
we are louder than guns
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WAKE UP AMERICA
Shawn Gallaway,
Lance Hoppen
I can see the soiled sheets
Mired in fear’s belief
Religion in bed with politics
Created worlds of war and grief
Now this masquerading of the Master
Has gone on for way to long
Now I’m asking you America
Who would Jesus bomb
Wake up America love yourself
It’s time to see
the light
come back to the common
wealth
Wake up America while we still have our dream
And let’s walk with the Master
Wake up America
Let your heart be seen
I can feel the hollow bellies
Of children with nothing to eat
While the fat cats on Wall Street
Find another way to cheat
Now have we become slaves
Abandoned our own hearts
Now I’m asking you America
Who would Martin Luther King starve
Wake up America
free yourself
It’s time to live
the light
restore the common wealth
Wake up America while we still have our dream
And let’s walk with the Masters
Wake up America
Let your love be seen
Now we’re calling on the Truth
Forming higher ideals
Reviving integrity
So the earth and her children
can heal
I can hear her crying rape
In the destruction of her lands
In the search for bigger profits
For a few filthy hands
Now we’re suffering here at home
From all this corporate greed
Now I’m asking you America
Who would we the people bleed
Wake up America forgive yourself
It’s time to be the light
rebuild the common wealth
Wake up America while we still have our dream
And let’s walk with the Masters
Wake up America
Let your soul be seen
Wake up America we still have our dream
Wake up America
Let your heart and your soul be seen
Wake up America
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A WOMAN’S WORLD, TOO
Well, now, listen to me ladies, and you fellas, listen, too.
I’m gonna tell you something, and every word is true.
Well, up til 1920, they wouldn’t let us women vote.
They said, “Sit down, girl, and shut your mouth. We don’t want you rockin’ the boat.”
But . . . there’s been a change, and it was long overdue.
It’s always been a man’s world, but now it’s finally become a woman’s world, too.
They said boys can be the doctors. Little girl, you can be a nurse.
But now folks know that often, it turns out just the reverse.
A woman — she can drive a truck, ride a rocket into space.
You can’t hold people back because of gender, faith or race,
There’s been a change, and it was long overdue.
It’s always been a man’s world, but now it’s finally become a woman’s world, too.
After year and years and centuries of holding women back,
We’ve cut the chains that held us, and we are on the right track . . .
[ Instrumental Break ]
Women are good at physics, chemistry and math;
Sports and entertainment. They can travel any path.
Women have served as governor of 30 different states.
It’s time for a woman President. It’s been a long, long wait.
There’s been a change, and it was long overdue.
It’s always been a man’s world, but now it’s finally become a woman’s world, too.
Thanks to Susan B. Anthony, and Sojourner Truth,
And many more like them who got us in the voting booth.
But, girls, don’t get complacent. There’s still a lot to do, you see,
And you good men, you can help us achieve full equality,
There’s been a change, and there’s still some work to do.
It’s always been a man’s world, but now it’s finally become a woman’s world, too.
There’s been a change . . . There’s been a change . . . There’s been a change . . .
There’s been a change . . . There’s been a change . . . Now it’s a woman’s world, too . . .
© Stan & Liz Keach, Words & Music
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No More War Anymore
Eileen Kozloff BMI
My darling son, we’ve been here before
After the last one
We said never no more
But my darling son, we’re still settling old scores
And Now your called up to war
My dearest husband, our son seems so young
My dearest husband, to shoulder a gun
My dearest husband, so what’s to become
Our son’s been called up to war
Chorus:
No more war
No more war anymore
No more war
No more war anymore
Daughter, dear daughter
What can I say?
Daughter, dear daughter
Your brother’s called away
Daughter Dear daughter
They might draft you one day
To fight side your brother at war
Mother, Father, forgive me I pray
They made me a soldier
I’m forced to obey
It’s my life or their’s
So it’s them I must slay
If your son wants to come home from war
No more War....
No More War Anymore
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Water from the Well
Don’t drink the
water from the well
Don’t drink the
water from the well
The water it’s no good
any more
Don’t drink the
water from the well
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Instrumental:
Banjo
The fish are dying in the stream.
The fish are dying in the stream.
The fish, they’remjust
no good any more,
The fish are dying in the stream.
Inst: Harmonica
Bridge
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Mother crying in the field
In her hands, a meagre yield.
To this land, she’d given birth.
Beneath her feet, the dying earth.
Verse 3
They say the
ocean’s rising up.
They say the
ocean’s is rising up.
Soon there’ll be no land any more
They say the ocean’s rising up.
Acapella
Don’t drink the water from the well
Don’t drink the water from the well
[Band in]
The water it’s no good any more
Don’t drink the water from the well.
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You are Welcome Here
You are welcome here
You are welcome here
Lay your burdens at my
feet
You have no more to fear
You are welcome here
There are people under fire
Finding smugglers for hire
Crawling underneath the wire
To the sea
In backs of trucks
and leaky boats
Bringing nothing but their coats
Trying to hang on to their hopes
Of being free
Fleeing poverty and drought
Governments who kick them out
Civil wars that rage without
And end in sight
Leaving everything behind
Looking for some peace of mind
And a chance that they might find
A better life
Half a world away
In the good old USA
We just go about our day
Without a care
Buying lattes and big trucks
Just ignoring all the fuss
Saying the problem isn’t us
It’s over there
We were a city on a hill
Maybe we can be that still
If we can only find the will
To meet the need
Let this be the place
Where everyone can show their face
No matter what race
Or creed
America, America
God shed his grace on thee
Crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
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Carole Wise - Listen In
04:35
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