Текст Tom Paxton – Feed The Children
Текст:
The cribs are bursting with ears of corn
A hungry cry from a child is torn
In all the shops no corn to buy
And all ask why
The grain is piled high in every bin
Still the wagons bring more in
It seems as if each pile would try
To touch the sky
And yet the child will get no bread
They’ll burn it all down to dust instead
Destroy it all; do you wonder why
The price stays high
Feed the children
Feed them all
Feed the children
Let no war
Prevent the child from being fed
Jesus said
Feed the children
Feed the children
Feed them all
Feed the children
Let no war
Prevent the child from being fed
Jesus said
Feed the children
The market rises, the market falls
The market races, the market stalls
The price is hot, now the price is cold
The grain is sold
It changes hands, now it’s sold again
It’s in the hands of the middle men
The smiles are warm and their eyes are cold
They pay in gold
The mothers weep and the children cry
But people sleep and the children die
How many more must die tonight
‘Til the price is right
Feed the children
Feed them all
Feed the children
Let no war
Prevent the child from being fed
Jesus said
Feed the children
Feed the children
Feed them all
Feed the children
Let no war
Prevent the child from being fed
Jesus said
Feed the children
Jesus said
Feed the children
