Kunci: C minor
Verse 1
B
Em
Esus4
E
Em
The story's
told of how in 1942
B
With a band of partisans threw in his lot
Till he was taken by
the Germans to be shot
Em
He was a peaceful man,
Am
quick to laugh and cry
D
At every village celebration he'd be there
G
C
With his songs they're told
of sadness and of joy
Am
B
And the guitar he carried
with him everywhere
Em
But when the Nazis came and killed
his wife and son
B
Martin traded his guitar in for a gun
Em
E
This song is for those
A
E
who are cast out by history
G
The banned and abandoned,
A
E
the spurned and ignored
Whose homes have been taken,
A
E
whose dreams have been broken,
D
Who huddled on Hillside's demand
A
E
Em
Esus4
to be heard.
E
Em
The German soldier
B
assigned to kill the Jew,
As it happened,
Em
was a music lover too,
And this bond, it seems,
To offer Martin one last wish
Soon my soul, Martin said,
D
Now all I ask is time to write
my farewell song
G
C
The German soldier checked his watch
and said, one hour
Am
B
One hour, Martin remarked, that long
Em
And so he wrote and sang full voice
to raise the dead
E
And this song is for those
A
E
who were cast out by history,
Am
the spurned and ignored,
E
Whose homes have been taken,
whose dreams have been broken,
D
Who huddled on a health -size
A
E
Em
Esus4
E
demand to be heard.
Em
The German kept the song,
E
B
abract of what he'd done,
And showed it proudly
when in drink to everyone
Em
He couldn't read the words
That a song cannot take root
And then one night,
B
Am
two parties and set out
D
The song must be released,
C
They slipped into his quarters,
and gave it wings to fly
And so it soared upon the wind
among the damned and
Em
dispossessed
E
And his song was for those
A
E
who were cast out by history
The banned and abandoned,
G
A
the spurned and ignored
E
Whose homes have been taken,
A
E
whose dreams have been broken
D
Who huddled on hillside's
A
Em
Esus4
demand to be heard
E
Em
Though we resist oppression,
Theirs is the mask of hatred,
Then let not our sufferings
So that we do to strangers
what was done to us
E
Em
It is not with conquering armies I belong
Am
D
G
Their bloody retribution I disown
C
Am
Their songs of triumph I will never sing,
turns them into stone.
If any teach their children
Em
B
how to hate and hurt,
Though they are Jews
Em
they do not live inside my heart.
E
And his song is for those
A
E
who are cast out by history,
The banned and abandoned,
G
A
the spurned and ignored,
E
Whose homes have been taken,
A
whose dreams have been broken,
E
D
Who huddled on hillsides,
A
E
demand to be heard.
E
let it fly through the dark like a bird.
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