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{{Language|English}}
{{Language|English}}

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  • (Posted 2018-04-14)  CPDL #49331:   
Editor: Chris Hutchings (submitted 2018-04-14).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 59 kB   Copyright: CC BY NC
Edition notes: In B minor.

Range of lower part: low A# to middle A natural Range of upper part: low B to upper D

If you need a transposed or bass clef score please contact the composer.

This is released under Creative Commons Non-Commercial license.

General Information

Title: The Wall
Composer: Chris Hutchings
Lyricist: Chris Hutchings

Number of voices: 2vv   Voicings: SA or TB

Genre: SecularUnknown

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

{{Published}} is obsolete (code commented out), replaced with {{Pub}} for works and {{PubDatePlace}} for publications.

Description: "The Wall" is a protest song about the refugee crisis.

Free under Creative Commons as part of #choirsagainstracism.

Please use this piece to raise funds or awareness for refugees or anti-racism causes.

External websites: http://www.hutchingsmusic.co.uk/choirsagainstracism/

Original text and translations

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They crossed the borders to get here;
they crossed the lines they could not see;
They wanted all they could get here,
A job, a life, to just breathe free;
A wall, we said, a great big beautiful wall,
with cameras, concrete, steel and razor wire,
Will keep them out; we'll keep them out;
they won't get past our wall.

They crossed the ocean to get here,
they fled the bombs that we had sold;
Their craft was toss'd on the tempest,
A huddled mass packed in the hold;
Our laws, we said, our shifting, complex laws,
an order from the President himself, (OR: "a labyrinth of documents and words")
will keep them out; we'll keep them out;
they won't get past our laws.

They passed through horror to get here,
Fled dangers they could not ignore;
They saw our lights in the distance,
A lamp beside a golden door;
Our hearts, we said, our harden'd, thankless hearts,
with kindness and compassion hammer'd out of them,
Will keep them out; we'll keep them out;
they won't get to our hearts.

  • Alternate lyrics are provided in bars 25-27 in case the ones given are not appropriate to your country. If you're in the USA, please use the upper lyrics if possible.