Ive been singing this Malvina Reynolds song to myself a lot this week: It isnt nice to block the doorway, It isnt nice to go to jail, There are nicer ways to do it, But the nice ways always fail. It isnt nice, it isnt nice, You told us once, you told us twice, But if that is Freedoms price, We dont mind. It isnt nice to carry banners Or to sit in on the floor, Or to shout our cry of Freedom At the hotel and the store. It isnt nice, it isnt nice, You told us once, you told us twice, But if that is Freedoms price, We dont mind. We have tried negotiations And the three-man picket line,1 Mr. Charlie2 didnt see us And he might as well be blind. Now our new ways arent nice When we deal with men of ice, But if that is Freedoms price, We dont mind. How about those years of lynchings And the shot in Evers back? Did you say it wasnt proper, Did you stand upon the track? You were quiet just like mice, Now you say we arent nice, And if that is Freedoms price, We dont mind. It isnt nice to block the doorway, It isnt nice to go to jail, There are nicer ways to do it But the nice ways always fail. It isnt nice, it isnt nice, But thanks for your advice, Cause if that is Freedoms price, We dont mind.
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 07:54:07 +0000