To the tune of Creedence Clearwater's "Who'll Stop the Rain." Or any tune you like, really.
Now that spring is coming
down the mountain, from the sea
Now that rain's stopped falling
for a moment through the trees
Give me bread and butter
Give me rice and tea
And I wonder, still I wonder
who will set us free?
Last year we were drowning
we were shivering in the storm
Burned our hopes of freedom
just struggling to keep warm
Give me back the roses
Give me back my dreams
And I wonder, still I wonder
who will set us free?
Saw the full moon rising
from a warm and golden sea
Saw my cities shining
full of people proud and free
Broken chains were hanging
from the flowering tree
And I know, no need to wonder
who will set us free.
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Friday, April 01, 2011
Bread and Butter
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9 comments:
Thank you. You have reminded me of all that really matters.
I really like your song. The bare bones truth of it,
Elizabeth
A beautiful piece, that follows well with the tune.
Pamela
I agree with flaubert, beautiful piece
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This is powerful good. Beautifully written.
nice to read your words again....love CCR...and also your words....thanks
Wonderful...
lovely..
enjoyed your imagery.
Enjoyed the rhyme and tune to this, and the imagery are beautiful :)
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