Marching with King by InOBU
(Words-Lorcan Otway / Tune, for now, Mandella by Hannon?)

I marched with King in Selma, so I'm getting on in years
But I still recall the hopes we had in spite of all our fears
I still can hear the barking dogs and often in the night
I recall how we gently marched when we were justified to fight

We marched for voting rights and so others would be free
While some kept from basic rights, who could live comfortably
We faced the southern sheriffs and the banal Ku Klux Klan
to carry the light of human right to each corner of the land

Then the Viet Nam war began and we were marching as before
While tens of thousand lives were lost we walk to end a war
And many vets marched with us and were welcomed home again
while the government who sent them off ignored their cries of pain

And now the government is marching us again to war
and people are gathering to march just as before
but Bloomberg and Judge Barbara Jones conspired in this night
To stop Americans marching and destroy this sacred right

General Nathan Bedford Forrest gave the world the Ku Klux Klan
Sheriff Clark and Governor Maddox kept slave chains in this land
And now to this list of shame two more names must appear
Mayor Bloomberg and Judge Jones who've sold their nation out to fear