My son, instead of crying be strong Be brave and comfort your mother Don't cry for the tears are wasted Let not also the years be wasted Forgive me, son, for this unjust death Which tak...

Father, yes, I am a prisoner Fear not to relay my crime The crime is loving the forsaken Only silence is shame And now I'll tell you what's against us An art that's lived for centuries ...

Here's to you, Nicola and Bart Rest forever here in our hearts The last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph Writer : ENNIO MORRICONE, JOAN BAEZ Copyright : Lyrics © UNIV...

Sacco, Vanzetti a long time gone, ...Sacco worked at trimming ...Vanzetti was a peddling man,...Sacco was born across the...Vanzetti was born of parents...Sacco sailed the sea one ...Vanzetti sailed the ocean bl...Sacco's wife three childr...Sacco was a family man; ...Vanzetti was a dreaming man,...Sacco earned his bread and butter ...Vanzetti spoke both day and night, ...The judge and lawyers strutted do...Vanzetti docked here in 1908...And on the electric cha...And work like Sacco and Vanzetti; ...And every day find some...The dicks and bulls are on my tra...Sing this song and sing it plain. ...Jump in with me, and sing this song.