Five days of blues like thunder on the river
Thousands of happy people dancing in the sun
A chance to imagine that our troubles were all over
A beautiful dream that our struggles all were won
That’s not how it was, oh no no no
The old bluesmen said, don’t you let it go
Times are hard and we struggle for existence
So take a chance to dance in this summer of resistance.
One million dollars raised to feed the poor
Made the food bank’s target and we made a little more
Before they light the fireworks from off that dirty barge
Tell me will you stand your ground against the fascist charge?
Don’t you turn your back, oh no no no
The old bluesmen said, don’t you let it go
Times are cruel and it calls for persistence
Take a chance to dance in this summer of resistance.
Saw them waving Dixie flags down there by the fountain
Acting like they’re so hard, acting like they’re cruel
I swear by the sunlight and the shadow of this mountain
My city’s people won’t submit to terror’s iron rule.
Don’t you turn your back when the sirens scream
The old bluesmen said, I still have a dream
The rocket’s red glare is not so very distant
Last chance to dance in this summer of resistance.
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Wednesday, July 05, 2017
Waterfront Blues 2017: Summer of Resistance
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