Wednesday 7 February 2007

YOUR DAUGHTERS AND YOUR SONS

They wouldn’t hear your music and they pulled your paintings down
They wouldn’t read your writings and they banned you from the town
But they couldn’t stop you dreaming and a victory you’ve won
For you sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons

Chorus
In your daughters and your sons, in your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons


Your weary smile it proudly hides the chain marks on your hands
When you bravely strived to realise the rights of everyone
And though your body’s bent and low, a victory you’ve won
For you sowed the seeds of justice in your daughters and your sons

I don’t know your religion but one day I heard you pray
For a world where everyone can work and children they can play
And though you never had your share of the fruits that you have won
You sowed the seeds of equality in your daughters and your sons

They taunted you in Belfast and they tortured you in Spain
And in the Warsaw ghetto where they tied you up in chains
In Vietnam and Chile when they came with tanks and guns
It was there you sowed the seeds of peace in your daughters and your sons


And now your music’s playing and the writing’s on the wall
And all the dreams you painted can be seen by one and all
And now you’ve set them thinking and the future’s just begun
For you sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons

Tommy Sands