Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
G
Cm
Csus4
C
Cm
The story's
told of how in 1942
G
Martin Fontache, poet,
Cm
carpenter and Jew
G
With a band of partisans threw in his lot
Till he was taken by
the Germans to be shot
Cm
He was a peaceful man,
Fm
quick to laugh and cry
Bb
At every village celebration he'd be there
Eb
Ab
With his songs they're told
of sadness and of joy
Fm
G
And the guitar he carried
with him everywhere
Cm
But when the Nazis came and killed
his wife and son
G
Martin traded his guitar in for a gun
Cm
C
This song is for those
F
C
who are cast out by history
Eb
The banned and abandoned,
F
C
the spurned and ignored
Whose homes have been taken,
F
C
whose dreams have been broken,
Bb
Who huddled on Hillside's demand
F
C
Cm
Csus4
to be heard.
C
Cm
The German soldier
G
assigned to kill the Jew,
As it happened,
Cm
was a music lover too,
And this bond, it seems,
G
is what made him decide
To offer Martin one last wish
Cm
before he died.
Soon my soul, Martin said,
Fm
will dance on air
Bb
Now all I ask is time to write
my farewell song
Eb
Ab
The German soldier checked his watch
and said, one hour
Fm
G
One hour, Martin remarked, that long
Cm
And so he wrote and sang full voice
to raise the dead
G
And then the German put
Cm
a bullet in his head
C
And this song is for those
F
C
who were cast out by history,
Eb
Abandoned, abandoned,
Fm
the spurned and ignored,
C
Whose homes have been taken,
whose dreams have been broken,
Bb
Who huddled on a health -size
F
C
Cm
Csus4
C
demand to be heard.
Cm
The German kept the song,
C
G
abract of what he'd done,
And showed it proudly
when in drink to everyone
Cm
He couldn't read the words
G
and didn't seem to see
That a song cannot take root
Cm
unless it's free
And then one night,
G
Fm
two parties and set out
Bb
The song must be released,
Eb
the man must die
Ab
They slipped into his quarters,
Fm
slit his throat
G
Took back the song
and gave it wings to fly
And so it soared upon the wind
Cm
and came to rest
G
And found the home
among the damned and
Cm
dispossessed
C
And his song was for those
F
C
who were cast out by history
The banned and abandoned,
Eb
F
the spurned and ignored
C
Whose homes have been taken,
F
C
whose dreams have been broken
Bb
Who huddled on hillside's
F
Cm
Csus4
demand to be heard
C
Cm
Though we resist oppression,
G
still our dream is peace
Theirs is the mask of hatred,
Cm
ours the human face
Then let not our sufferings
G
turn our souls to ice
So that we do to strangers
what was done to us
C
Cm
It is not with conquering armies I belong
Fm
Bb
Eb
Their bloody retribution I disown
Ab
Fm
Their songs of triumph I will never sing,
G
For the God they worship
turns them into stone.
If any teach their children
Cm
G
how to hate and hurt,
Though they are Jews
Cm
they do not live inside my heart.
C
And his song is for those
F
C
who are cast out by history,
The banned and abandoned,
Eb
F
the spurned and ignored,
C
Whose homes have been taken,
F
whose dreams have been broken,
C
Bb
Who huddled on hillsides,
F
C
demand to be heard.
G
Let his song be a spark,
C
let it fly through the dark like a bird.
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