My daddy was an Arab from Beersheva A situation so unkind My momma was a refugee from Ramallah Had to leave her land behind I grew up in this refugee camp In this unwelcome land In this little parcel of Lebanon We were dealt a losing hand And then one day the soldiers came A tired old refrain Ill try to tell you what happened next But theres no way to explain The soldiers raped my mother Then they killed her dead Along with the rest of the Shatila Camp While I hid beneath my bed Im a-wanderin No place to call my home Palestine All around the world I roam My aunt came over from Jordan Brought me there to live And together weve moved to half the world Oh for peace what I would give In Beirut, Greece and New York town Ive watched the world churn But my home is Palestine Someday I will return But Im a-wanderin No place to call my home Palestine All around the world I roam This is my situation Here in the heart of the empire That sent the copters and bulldozers Turned Ramallah into a funeral pyre Youve heard my story And time will not allow Soon my visa will expire What will you do now Cause Im a-wanderin No place to call my home Palestine All around the world I roam Cause Im a-wanderin No place to call my home Palestine All around the world I roam https://youtube/watch?v=_cVGLDn7CNU
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 22:45:36 +0000
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