They wouldn’t hear your music
And they pulled your paintings down
They wouldn’t hear your writing
And they banned you from the town
But they couldn’t stop you dreaming
And a victory you have won
For you sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sons <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In your daughters and your sons
Your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sons <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Your weary smile it proudly hides
The chainmarks on your hands
As you bravely strive to realise
The rights of everyman
And though your body’s bent and low
A victory you have won
For you sowed the seeds of justice
In your daughters and your sons <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don’t know your religion
But one day I heard you pray
For a world where everyone can work
And children they can play
And though you never got your share
Of the victories you have won
You sowed the seeds of equality
In your daughters and your sons <\/p>\n\n\n\n
They taunted you in Belfast
And they tortured you in Spain
And in that Warsaw ghetto
Where they tied you up in chains
In Vietnam and in Chile
Where they came with tanks and guns
It’s there you sowed the seeds of peace
In your daughters and your sons <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And now your music’s playing
And the writing’s on the wall
And all the dreams you painted
Can be seen by one and all
Now you’ve got them thinking
And the future’s just begun
For you sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sons<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
They wouldn’t hear your musicAnd they pulled your paintings downThey wouldn’t hear your writingAnd they banned you from the townBut they couldn’t stop you dreamingAnd a victory you have wonFor you sowed the seeds of freedomIn your daughters and your sons Chorus. In your daughters and your sonsYour daughters and your sonsYou sowed the seeds … <\/p>\n