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July 4: Independence FROM America Day


I’ll be singing these songs next Friday at Menwith Hill, insh’Allah

The New Star-Spangled Banner

The New This Land Is My Land”

Original words & music composed by Francis Scott Key
during the war with the British in 1812,
made the US National Anthem in 1931.

New words by Karl Dallas, 2009

O say can you see
Over Yorkshire’s green hills,
Where so proudly we march
Up to twilight’s last gleaming
Whose land we defended
Through the perilous fight,
The foreigner’s flag
Now shamefully streaming?

A new occupation
Has taken our land
‘Gainst the Star-Spangled Banner
We must make a stand.
O why does that Banner
Triumphantly wave
O’er this land that once was free
And once home of the brave?

Can you see out in space
Dimly spied in the sky,
Where the death star of war
In dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze
And we must wonder why,
As it fitfully blows,
Half conceals, half discloses?

It casts a dark shadow
Over daytime’s bright beam,
Projecting a nightmare
Into every sweet dream:
‘Tis the Star-Spangled Banner!
No more shall it wave
O’er this land of the free
And home of the brave!

And where is that band
Who so valiantly swore
To defend this our country
From all enemy raiders,
Proclaim peace for all
And an end to all war?

In their name we have gathered
To expel all invaders.
Our birthright’s been sold
By the hireling and slave
Who would darken the daylight
By the gloom of the grave:
And the Star-Spangled Banner
In surrender doth wave
O’er this land of the free
And the home of the brave!

Oh may it not be!
And all people shall stand
Between families and children
And the war’s desolation!
May we all live in peace,
May all weapons be banned,
All hands clasped in friendship,
Linking country and nation.
Our cause shall prevail,
Our struggle can’t fail,
We shall stand at these gates
Through sunshine and gale,
So the Star-Spangled Banner
No longer shall wave
O’er this land of the free
And the home of the brave!

Composed 01/07/09, 11.24am

Original words & music: Woody Guthrie

New words composed by Karl Dallas and performed outside the US Star Wars base at Menwith Hill, North Yorkshire, July 4, 2009

This land is our land;
This land ain’t your land,
From John o’Groats to
The furthest shoreland,
From the Yorkshire moors down
To London city,
This is our Independence Day.

In the darkest days of
The wartime blitzes
The Luftwaffe was trying
To destroy our cities,
But we fought back and
Sent the Nazis packing,
This is our Independence Day.

Chorus:

This land is our land . . . (etc)

In 1066,
William the Conqueror
Was the very last conqueror
Of this land of ours,
But the Stars and Stripes
Over us is flying
This is our Independence Day.

Chorus:

This land is our land . . . (etc)

You American cousins
Are always welcome
If you come as tourists
Or with jazz and blues.
Take your Star Wars golfballs,
Flush them down the toilet,
This is our Independence Day.

29/06/09, 7.04am

A cordial invitation is extended to all members and supporters of the UK Independence Party (UKIP) to join us in campaigning against US domination of UK foreign policy, AKA “the special relationship”.

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One thought on “July 4: Independence FROM America Day

  1. Since I’m still unwell I don’t expect I’ll make it to Menwith, but feel free to sing the songs. I am presenting Roundtable on bcbradio.co.uk (106.6FM if you’re within the reception area) 12-1pm GMT on Friday, and I’ll certainly make a mention of it then.
    PS: I sang the songs at the Castle, Bradfiord, last Friday (one of my good days, healthwise) and they went down well. I’ve posted a recording of my set.

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