My Father Is A Carpenter

My Father Is A Carpenter

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My father is a carpenter 
A working man is he 
Saves up all his money 
For future across to sea
This land is hard for living 
When there's no bread 
Upon the table
People are mourning
They spin a weary fable

I'll hop on the southbound ship 
My father and me
Start up a new life 
In a land across the sea

Like Moses out of Egypt
Parting the Red Sea 
We'll head to the chosen land 
A place where we are free 
Because this land is hard for living
When there's no bread upon the table
The people are mourning 
They spin a weary fable 

I'll hop on the southbound ship 
My father and me
Start up a new life 
In a land across the sea

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Written many moons ago when visiting an Quechua indigenous community in the Ecuadorian Amazon rainforest. 

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David Arndt 2022

Artwork DJ Yo Soy

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