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this land (relearning history)

· music,songwriting,singer-songwriter,indigenous rights,eco-justice

Shalom, Chaverim!

Here's a tune for Earth Day, exploring how ecology, indigenous sovereignty, and immigration are all interwoven, by way of a conversation with the ghost of Woody Guthrie...

THIS LAND (RELEARNING HISTORY)

(Words & Music © 2020 by Tom Emanuel)

 

This land is your land, this land is my land

From California to the New York island

The words they taught me when I was younger

Y’know, I always loved that song

 

That shining vision of a place for everyone

No matter who you are, no matter what you’ve done

And they told me my land was a city on a hill

But never thought to mention whose it was before I came along

 

They were rewriting history

In the way that they believed that it should go

No responsibility

For the role that we had played, I didn’t know

That nobody is illegal

On another’s stolen land

So teach me some humility

I’ll listen now and try to understand

 

I was a young man, I walked the mountains

Their endless skyways and crystal fountains

Their pinewood forests and sacred places

I was a Child in these Black Hills

 

A voice it spoke to me deep down inside my bones

Saying this will always be your one true home

But now I hear the pain of scars upon the land

And that memory inside of me is speaking to me still

 

Saying, relearn your history

From the way that you were taught that it should go

Take responsibility

For the role that you have played, until you know

That nobody is illegal

On another’s stolen land

Son, learn you some humility

You listen now and try to understand

 

[Instrumental]

 

If you could hear me, old Woody Guthrie

I know you’d tell me that wasn’t what y’mean

This land’s for everyone, not just us white of skin

But history’s easy to forget

 

And I remember how my own family

Once left old Ireland and sailed across the sea

Because a conqueror had taken everything

And left them nothing but regret

 

And now I see those words on the Statue of Liberty

“Give me your tired, your poor, give me your hungry

Give me every lonely soul that’s yearning to breathe free

And I’m wanting to believe

 

That there’s a home somewhere out there for everyone

That you don’t need to protect behind a gun

No walls or hate or greed, no colonies of fear

Just children of the selfsame God

A land that’s made for all, not just for you and me

 

And I’m relearning history

From the way that I was taught that it should go

Taking responsibility

For the role that I have played, and now I know

That nobody is illegal

On another’s stolen land

I’m learning some humility

I’m listening until I understand

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