Wasn't that a time
The WeaversLa versione di Peter, Paul & Mary nel loro album del 1965 intitolato... | |
WASN’T THAT A TIME Our fathers bled at Valley Forge The snow was red with blood Their faith was warm at Valley Forge Their faith was brotherhood. Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time Wasn’t that a time A time to try the soul of man Wasn’t that a terrible time? And brave men who died at Gettysburg And lie in soldier’s graves, But there they stemmed the slavery tide, And there the faith was saved. Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time Wasn’t that a time A time to try the soul of man Wasn’t that a terrible time? The fascists came with chains and war To prison us in hate And many a good man fought and died To save the stricken faith. Wasn’t that a time, wasn’t that a time Wasn’t that a time A time to try the soul of man Wasn’t that a terrible time? And now again the madmen come And shall our vic’try fail? There is no vic’try in a land Where free men go to jail. Isn’t this a time! Isn’t this a time! A time to try the soul of man Isn’t this a terrible time? Our faith cries out « they shall not pass » We cried « no pasaran » We pledged our lives, our honor all To free, our native land Isn’t this a time! Isn’t this a time! A time to free the soul of man! Isn’t this a wonderful time! Isn’t this a time! Isn’t this a time! A time to free the soul of man! Isn’t this a wonderful time! Isn’t this a wonderful time! | WASN’T THAT A TIME Our fathers bled at Valley Forge The snow was red with blood Their faith was worn at Valley Forge Their faith was brotherhood. Wasn't that a time, wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men, Wasn't that a terrible time? Brave men who fought at Gettysburg Now lie in soldier's graves But there they stemmed the rebel tide And there their faith was saved Wasn't that a time, wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men, wasn't that a terrible time? The wars are long, the peace is frail The madmen come again. There is no freedom in a land Where fear and hate prevail. Isn't this a time, isn't this a time? A time to try the soul of men, Isn't this a terrible time? Our fathers bled at Valley Forge The snow was red with blood Their faith was worn at Valley Forge Their faith was brotherhood. Wasn't that a time, wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men, Wasn't that a terrible time? |