Songtexte:
Paulsen Peter Conscience

(Pete Seeger) You know this language that we speak, is part german , latin and part greek Celtic and arabic all in a heap, well amended by the people

(Woody Guthrie) It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed My poor feet have traveled that hot dusty road Out of the dust bowl and westward

(Phil Ochs) Show me the prison, show me the jail Show me the prisoner whose face is growin' pale And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons

(Travis Edmonson) [Chorus:] If I were free to speak my mind, I'd tell a tale to all mankind Of how the flowers do bloom and fade Of how we've fought

(Yarrow/Stookey/Okun) All my trials Lord, soon be over. I had a little book was given to me, And every page spelled Liberty. All my trials Lord, soon

(Michael Blanchard) On the day little Danny arrived His father stared and his mother cried They knew his name but they didn't know why He looked the

(Noel Paul Stookey and Jim Wallis) There's a sunny little country south of Mexico Where the winds are gentle and the waters flow But breezes aren't

(Sally Fingerett) On the corner there's this nice man His name is Mark, He's always smiling He's got this mom who comes on Wednesdays In the evening