THE BALLAD OF SACCO & VANZETTI

(Lyrics by Joan Baez, Music by Ennio Morricone)

Father, yes, I am a prisoner
Fear not to relay my crime
The crime is loving the orsa!en
"nly silence is shame
#n$ no% I&ll tell you %hat&s against us
#n art that&s live$ or centuries
'o through the years an$ you %ill in$
(hat&s blac!ene$ all o history
#gainst us is the la%
(ith its immensity o strength an$ po%er
#gainst us is the la%)
*olice !no% ho% to ma!e a man
# guilty or an innocent
#gainst us is the po%er o police)
The shameless lies that men have tol$
(ill ever more be pai$ in gol$
#gainst us is the po%er o the gol$)
#gainst us is racial hatre$
#n$ the simple act that %e are poor
My ather $ear, I am a prisoner
+on&t be ashame$ to tell my crime
The crime o love an$ brotherhoo$
#n$ only silence is shame
(ith me I have my love, my innocence,
The %or!ers, an$ the poor
For all o this I&m sae an$ strong
#n$ hope is mine
,ebellion, revolution $on&t nee$ $ollars
They nee$ this instea$
Imagination, suering, light an$ love
#n$ care or every human being
-ou never steal, you never !ill
-ou are a part o strength an$ lie
The revolution goes rom man to man
#n$ heart to heart
#n$ I sense %hen I loo! at the stars
That %e are chil$ren o lie
+eath is small.