From the recording Time Again For Marching

My wife Martha and I went to the Women’s March in Washington on Saturday, January 21st  in 2017.  I found the atmosphere to be electric – simultaneously disruptive and reassuring.  (And yes, Mr. Trump, the crowd on Saturday was bigger than the inauguration crowd the day before!)  I was reminded of the many times that Americans have headed for the streets to gather as allies, to call for justice, to make democracy a reality.  Regardless of how you assess the present, reestablishing a measure of balance is going to “take more than just one protest.” 
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There I am in the midst of the March coming down 14th Street in D.C. . . 
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<address>. . .  and then performing the song in March with Yee Von Ng, piano; Craig Falk, bass; Nina Gilman, drums; Rich Tilly, trumpet; Mark Robinson, trumpet; and (not shown) Chris Lee, trombone</address>

© 2017 Steven E. Cutts
a Studio C recording, February 2017

Lyrics

It was time again for marching, time for speaking truth to power;
Demonstrators filling up the streets hour after hour.
 
It was time again to bear witness, to raise concerns and sound alarms;
Half a million kindred spirits linking arm to arm.
 
To show up, to draw attention,
Many traveled through the night –
To stand and to be counted,
To stake a claim for all our rights.
Time for marching!
 
Women called for “Bread & Roses” in the Lawrence strike of 1912 –
Union workers side by side to protect themselves.
 
And women at the White House calling for the right to vote –
Sentinels at the gates and unafraid to rock the boat.
 
Selma to Montgomery –
D.C. Dream March ’63 –
It took Kent State, Free Speech in Berkley,
To make a dent in history.
Time for marching!
 
It will take more than just one protest.
March until your battle’s won!
Wrap your anger inside a slogan:
“Love, don’t hate!”  “Keep the faith.” “We shall overcome!”
Time for marching!

The Prime Cutts

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