22 maio 2010

all us people ought to be like Sacco and Vanzetti,

.every day find ways to fight on the people side for workers' rights! 

.song by Woody Guthrie & David Rovics, the story of two good men:

Oh say there, have you heard the news
Sacco worked at trimming shoes
Vanzetti was a traveling man
Pushed his cart round with his hands

Two good men's a long time gone
Sacco and Vanzetti are gone
Two good men's a long time gone
Left me here to sing this song

Sacco came from across the sea
Somewhere over Italy
Vanzetti born of parents fine
Drank the best Italian wine

Sacco was a family man
Sacco's wife three children had
Vanzetti was a dreaming man
A book was always in his hand

Sacco made his bread and butter
Being the factory's best shoe-cutter
Vanzetti worked both day and night
Taught the people how to fight

I'll tell you if you ask me
About the payroll robbery
Two clerks were shot in the shoe factory
There in the streets of old Braintree

I'll tell you the prosecutors' names
Katman, Adams, Williams, Kane
Them and the judge were the best of friends
Did more tricks than circus clowns

The judge he told his friends around
"Gonna put them rebels down"
"Anarchist bastards" was the name
The judge he gave these two fine men

Vanzetti docked in '98
Slept upon a dirty street
Taught the people how to organize
Now in the electric chair he dies

All us people ought to be
Like Sacco and Vanzetti
Every day find ways to fight
On the people side for workers' rights


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Joan Baez performed this song for the 1971 film Sacco and Vanzetti.
The pictures and drawings (namely by Ben Shahn and William Groper) are taken from publications of the time of the case.

Father, yes I am a prisoner;
Fear not to relay my crime.
The crime is loving the forsaken,
Only silence is shame.

And now I'll tell you what's against us,
An art that's lived for centuries...
Go through the world and you will find
What's blackened all of history.
Against us is the law with its
Immensity of strength and power
- Against us is the law!
Police know how to make a man
A guilty or an innocent.
- Against us is the power of police!
The shameless lies that men have told
Will ever more be paid in gold...
- Against us is the power of the gold!
Against us is the racial hatred
And the simple fact that we're poor.

My father dear, I am a prisoner.
Don't be ashamed to tell my crime,
The crime of love and brotherhood;
And only silence is shame.

With me I have my love, my innocence,
The workers and the poor
For all of this I'm safe and strong
And hope is mine!
Rebellion, revolution don't need dollars,
They need this instead :
Imagination, suffering, light and love
And care for every human being!
You never steal, you never kill,
You are a part of hope and life.
The revolution goes from man to man
And heart to heart!
And I sense when I look at the stars
That we are children of life;
Death is small...


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2 comentários:

Jose Ramon Santana Vazquez disse...

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ESPERO SEAN DE VUESTRO AGRADO EL POST POETIZADO DE CHOCOLATE, EL NAZARENO- LOVE STORY,- Y- CABALLO, .

José
ramón...

AL disse...

gracias, José Ramón,
!que bonito tu poema!
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voy a seguir tu blog también .. !me encantó sobretodo el post poetizado de Chocolate!

saludos,
ana