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
Then one day the soldiers came, a tired old refrain I'll try to tell you what happened next but there's 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
Now I'm 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 we've moved to half the world, oh for peace what I would give In Beirut, Greece and New York town I've watched the world churn But my home is Palestine Someday I will return
Now I'm a-wanderin', no place to call my home Palestine – all around the world I roam
Now here I am in Washington, heart of the empire That sends the 'copters and bulldozers that turned Ramallah into a funeral pyre Well you've heard my story and time will not allow Soon my visa will expire – what will you do now
Now I'm a-wanderin', no place to call my home Palestine – all around the world I roamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
