Its a black storm crowding the sky and a cold wind blowing. We didnt fold up
and yell for a dictator. And because of the sense and goodwill of two peoples
the hammers stopped on the Great Lakes. Dan was a Union manAnd now we dont have
Unions any more. And, in time of peace, the guns still lookat each other.
And
all of ours, all of our own today,All those who speak for freedom.
It is to
turn all men against all menFor my own purposes.
It was the first city Jim
Hunter had everseen.
Wasntthere something called the Declaration of
Independence?
A VOICE: It looked to me like peace in our time.
Suppose some old
guy with chin whiskers did get his pants shot off at a place called Lexington?
Suppose some old guy with chin whiskers did get his pants shot off at a place
called Lexington?
A VOICE: It looked to me like the class struggle. Theres a
smart boy here with a question and he wants answers. I sang democracy,The new
word, the new meaning, the bright day,And I march with you! VOICE: Thats what
were building and well build it here. That was theforest when Jim Hunter left
the banks of the great lake. The next night rain, drippingthrough the boughs.
Itsthey who have kept the peace and the freedom.
We think your slick new orders
a bowl of raspberries. Already my Aunt Emmeline has had to shoot her third
footman. Not one mans, not the greatest, but the peoples. They are
terrible,These immaterial and airy words,Sharp as edged swords, infectious as
the plague. But all my life Iremembered the men I had fought beside.
Thats the
way itll be for a time and a time.
VOICE: Its a long way out of the past and
long way forward.
If youre asking about the border,well, I know its there.
Looks different in his brown shirt, doesnt he? I sang democracy,The new word,
the new meaning, the bright day,And I march with you!
Weve had a lot of history
togetherand our wide earth remembers it. And Jim Hunter slept under the stars,
headpillowed on his pack, in the wilderness.
It said everyone was entitled to
life, libertyand the pursuit of happiness.
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