[00:07.72]With blisters on her feet, she walked the road each day
[00:14.72]Montgomery, Alabama '55
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[00:21.47]Singing, "Justice is going to flow down like a river
[00:26.10]
[00:28.84]Our children would no longer be deprived"
[00:32.72]
[00:36.16]Rosa's heart was heavy, but she would never cry
[00:40.91]
[00:43.22]For her people she would stand and hold the line
[00:47.28]
[00:50.85]Armed with the power of songs and simply dignity
[00:54.91]
[00:57.16]She swore, "The voice that would surrender won't be mine"
[01:02.03]
[01:05.47]Woman singing a freedom song,
[01:09.34]
[01:12.78]Woman showing us the way
[01:16.78]
[01:19.97]Rosa never took that bus, but walked on through the rain
[01:25.10]
[01:27.41]She prayed for the power to make her stand alone
[01:31.24]
[01:34.24]Soon voices filled the streets from the county's back rooms
[01:38.80]
[01:41.87]Spirits raised by the courage of just one
[01:45.80]
[01:49.05]Rosa Parks had a dream and it lifted her
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[01:56.18]Of simply how much better life could be
[02:00.18]
[02:03.55]She lit the flame and the fire is still burning
[02:07.81]
[02:10.62]Inside every heart that's longing to be free
[02:14.87]
[02:18.55]Woman singing a freedom song,
[02:22.43]
[02:25.68]Woman showing us the way
[02:29.47]
[02:32.97]Woman singing a freedom song,
[02:36.85]
[02:39.90]I'd love to hear that voice today
[02:43.91]
[02:59.06]With blisters on her feet, she moved from place to place
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[03:06.37]Outside Dublin city '81
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[03:12.97]Sick and tired of being a stranger in her own home
[03:17.22]
[03:20.40]Where others had their comforts, she had none
[03:24.15]
[03:27.72]They gave Nan Joyce's people 48 hours
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[03:35.09]To leave with their belongings once againg
[03:38.84]
[03:42.03]But Nan Joyce had seen enough of these evictions
[03:46.16]
[03:49.70]She dreaded facing the winter's wind and rain
[03:53.57]
[03:57.13]Woman singing a freedom song,
[04:01.07]
[04:04.32]Woman showing us the way
[04:08.38]
[04:12.02]All her life Nan faced fear and ignorance
[04:15.95]
[04:18.64]Saw her loved ones turned away from countless doors
[04:22.89]
[04:26.21]With ancient songs and tales around the warm fire
[04:30.64]
[04:33.33]Spirits raised by the wealth of the travellers lore
[04:37.27]
[04:41.33]Nan Joyce had a dream and it lifted her
[04:45.39]
[04:48.02]She stood her ground and held her head on high
[04:52.20]
[04:55.40]She found her voice and spoke out
[04:58.88]So her children could be loved
[05:00.76]
[05:02.94]As Irish brothers and sisters by and by
[05:06.45]
[05:10.32]Woman singing a freedom song,
[05:14.07]
[05:17.57]Woman showing us the way
[05:21.51]
[05:25.07]Woman singing a freedom song,
[05:29.13]
[05:32.01]I'd love to hear that voice today