The day is warm, the sky is clear
In crowded streets -guitars are playing..
The cheers and shouts from every square
Say "Victory Is Ours Today".
There's much to do -to make a start
As we behold our troubled past..
The mines and factories, hills and fields
In bloody hand of greed held fast.
But We will fight, We will win
Work and struggle hand in hand
Through all the days that lie ahead
'Till once again this is -our land..
First the copper, then the farms
Set the Yankee pirates running..
Teach the people, mount your guard
Don't let them take what we have won..
Yankee dollars buy the thugs
Spread the lies and hatred round
While generals waiting for the time
When they might bring Allende down.
But We will fight, We will win
Work and struggle hand in hand
Through all the days that lie ahead
'Till once again this is -our land..
The dawn is shattered, Alert is on
The tanks roll down, the planes are flying
All working people, go to your place
Many resist and many die..
From La Moneda to Los Cerillos
Heroes fallen, comrades taken
Thought some escape, the search goes on
In prison yards they meet their fate..
But We will fight, We will win
Work and struggle hand in hand
Through all the days that lie ahead
'Till once again, this is our land..
Now in the land the Junta rules
The struggle now begins again
From house to house, from town to town
We find each night another friend.
Brothers, Sisters, join together
Voices raised and victories winning
And we will see our country free
If we have to shoot our way back in
But We will fight We will win
Work and struggle hand in hand
Through all the days that lie ahead
'Till once again this is -our land..
In crowded streets -guitars are playing..
The cheers and shouts from every square
Say "Victory Is Ours Today".
There's much to do -to make a start
As we behold our troubled past..
The mines and factories, hills and fields
In bloody hand of greed held fast.
But We will fight, We will win
Work and struggle hand in hand
Through all the days that lie ahead
'Till once again this is -our land..
First the copper, then the farms
Set the Yankee pirates running..
Teach the people, mount your guard
Don't let them take what we have won..
Yankee dollars buy the thugs
Spread the lies and hatred round
While generals waiting for the time
When they might bring Allende down.
But We will fight, We will win
Work and struggle hand in hand
Through all the days that lie ahead
'Till once again this is -our land..
The dawn is shattered, Alert is on
The tanks roll down, the planes are flying
All working people, go to your place
Many resist and many die..
From La Moneda to Los Cerillos
Heroes fallen, comrades taken
Thought some escape, the search goes on
In prison yards they meet their fate..
But We will fight, We will win
Work and struggle hand in hand
Through all the days that lie ahead
'Till once again, this is our land..
Now in the land the Junta rules
The struggle now begins again
From house to house, from town to town
We find each night another friend.
Brothers, Sisters, join together
Voices raised and victories winning
And we will see our country free
If we have to shoot our way back in
But We will fight We will win
Work and struggle hand in hand
Through all the days that lie ahead
'Till once again this is -our land..
Contributed by giorgio - 2013/5/3 - 15:10
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Lyrics & Music by Jack Warshaw
Album: Long Time Gone [1979]
This song is about the Chile coup of 1973, covered by Roy Bailey and Barry Gilder.
Gilder's version became popular amongst ANC freedom fighters in exile 1977-90