Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
A
Dm
Dsus4
D
Dm
The story's
told of how in 1942
A
Martin Fontache, poet,
Dm
carpenter and Jew
A
With a band of partisans threw in his lot
Till he was taken by
the Germans to be shot
Dm
He was a peaceful man,
Gm
quick to laugh and cry
C
At every village celebration he'd be there
F
Bb
With his songs they're told
of sadness and of joy
Gm
A
And the guitar he carried
with him everywhere
Dm
But when the Nazis came and killed
his wife and son
A
Martin traded his guitar in for a gun
Dm
D
This song is for those
G
D
who are cast out by history
F
The banned and abandoned,
G
D
the spurned and ignored
Whose homes have been taken,
G
D
whose dreams have been broken,
C
Who huddled on Hillside's demand
G
D
Dm
Dsus4
to be heard.
D
Dm
The German soldier
A
assigned to kill the Jew,
As it happened,
Dm
was a music lover too,
And this bond, it seems,
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is what made him decide
To offer Martin one last wish
Dm
before he died.
Soon my soul, Martin said,
Gm
will dance on air
C
Now all I ask is time to write
my farewell song
F
Bb
The German soldier checked his watch
and said, one hour
Gm
A
One hour, Martin remarked, that long
Dm
And so he wrote and sang full voice
to raise the dead
A
And then the German put
Dm
a bullet in his head
D
And this song is for those
G
D
who were cast out by history,
F
Abandoned, abandoned,
Gm
the spurned and ignored,
D
Whose homes have been taken,
whose dreams have been broken,
C
Who huddled on a health -size
G
D
Dm
Dsus4
D
demand to be heard.
Dm
The German kept the song,
D
A
abract of what he'd done,
And showed it proudly
when in drink to everyone
Dm
He couldn't read the words
A
and didn't seem to see
That a song cannot take root
Dm
unless it's free
And then one night,
A
Gm
two parties and set out
C
The song must be released,
F
the man must die
Bb
They slipped into his quarters,
Gm
slit his throat
A
Took back the song
and gave it wings to fly
And so it soared upon the wind
Dm
and came to rest
A
And found the home
among the damned and
Dm
dispossessed
D
And his song was for those
G
D
who were cast out by history
The banned and abandoned,
F
G
the spurned and ignored
D
Whose homes have been taken,
G
D
whose dreams have been broken
C
Who huddled on hillside's
G
Dm
Dsus4
demand to be heard
D
Dm
Though we resist oppression,
A
still our dream is peace
Theirs is the mask of hatred,
Dm
ours the human face
Then let not our sufferings
A
turn our souls to ice
So that we do to strangers
what was done to us
D
Dm
It is not with conquering armies I belong
Gm
C
F
Their bloody retribution I disown
Bb
Gm
Their songs of triumph I will never sing,
A
For the God they worship
turns them into stone.
If any teach their children
Dm
A
how to hate and hurt,
Though they are Jews
Dm
they do not live inside my heart.
D
And his song is for those
G
D
who are cast out by history,
The banned and abandoned,
F
G
the spurned and ignored,
D
Whose homes have been taken,
G
whose dreams have been broken,
D
C
Who huddled on hillsides,
G
D
demand to be heard.
A
Let his song be a spark,
D
let it fly through the dark like a bird.
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