feed the children
Singer:tom paxton
the cribs are bursting with ears of corn
a hungry cry from a child is torn
in all the shops no corn to buy
the grain is piled high in every bin
still the wagons bring more in
it seems as if each pile would try
and yet the child will get no bread
they'll burn it all down to dust instead
destroy it all; do you wonder why
prevent the child from being fed
prevent the child from being fed
it's in the hands of the middle men
the smiles are warm and their eyes are cold
the mothers weep and the children cry
but people sleep and the children die
how many more must die tonight
prevent the child from being fed
prevent the child from being fed