| They crossed the line at midnight, on the fourth of July…
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| under a moonlit sky, to the Texas side… the river shined in their eyes.
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| They clinched each other’s hands, oh they reached the promised land
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| …and they held their breath as the flashlights lept over their heads.
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| They made their way to Massachusetts, where the sun hardly ever shines,
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| and they planted a seed, an American dream, inside the Bristol county line.
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| That seed it sprouted roots, like all things cared for it grew.
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| With families to support, the women went to work at that job in New Bedford.
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| With no papers to show, no stamps on a passport… they sewed the straps onto army
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| backpacks in that factory downtown.
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| On the day of the raid, 300 federal agents came.
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| With their guns drawn out and their dogs barking loud, they pushed the pregnant
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| women on the ground.
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| With helicopters and pain, they’re example it was made. |
| 'If you come on our
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| dirt looking for work, this is the price you will pay.' |
| She said, 'please,
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| please, please.'Oh my family they need me.' |
| As they forced her on a bus, |
| she thought of the ones that she loved, wondering where their mother was.
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| A man, he is a man…
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| regardless of the color of his skin.
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| Don’t matter where he’s going or where he’s been cause who we are is within.
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| It’s so hard to believe in all these papers that I read,
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| cause all those outside plots to spill the melting pot are just fuel for a fire
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| burning hot.
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| I stood behind the barricade, by the park where the march was to start…
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| I see them congregate with signs that say, 'god bless the usa.' |