In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned

Thats made America the land it has become.

O, Im the man who sailed those early seas

In search of what I meant to be my home--

For Im the one who left dark Irelands shore,

And Polands plain, and Englands grassy lea,

And torn from Black Africas strand I came

To build a "homeland of the free."

The free?

Who said the free? Not me?

Surely not me? The millions on relief today?

The millions shot down when we strike?

The millions who have nothing for our pay?

For all the dreams weve dreamed

And all the songs weve sung

And all the hopes weve held

And all the flags weve hung,

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