| And they pulled your paintings down
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| They wouldn’t hear your writing
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| And they banned you from the town
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| But they couldn’t stop you dreaming
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| And a victory you have won
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| For you sowed the seeds of freedom
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| In your daughters and your sons In your daughters and your sons
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| Your daughters and your sons
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| You sowed the seeds of freedom
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| In your daughters and your sons Your weary smile it proudly hides
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| The chainmarks on your hands
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| As you bravely strive to realise
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| The rights of everyman
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| And though your body’s bent and low
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| A victory you have won
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| For you sowed the seeds of justice
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| In your daughters and your sons I don’t know your religion
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| But one day I heard you pray
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| For a world where everyone can work
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| And children they can play
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| And though you never got your share
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| Of the victories you have won
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| You sowed the seeds of equality
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| In your daughters and your sons They taunted you in Belfast
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| And they tortured you in Spain
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| And in that Warsaw ghetto
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| Where they tied you up in chains
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| In Vietnam and in Chile
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| Where they came with tanks and guns
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| It’s there you sowed the seeds of peace
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| In your daughters and your sons And now your music’s playing
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| And the writing’s on the wall
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| And all the dreams you painted
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| Can be seen by one and all
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| Now you’ve got them thinking
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| And the future’s just begun
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| For you sowed the seeds of freedom
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| In your daughters and your sons |