A Rumblin In The Land

Tom Paxton

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[Verse 1] I can hear the rumblin’ river as it rushes underground? I can hear the breakers crashing I can hear the breakers pound I can stand beneath the waterfall and shout with all my might I can hear a thousand voices making ready for a fight [Verse 2] I can ride through Colorado in a semi trailer cab I can hang around the truck stops and hear them joke and gab I can hear them tellin’ stories of the lives that they must lead As they wonder how they’ll make it with so many mouths to feed [Verse 3] I can see the little hobo as he shuffles down the street I can hear him in the diner as he bums a bite to eat For ten years he stoked the furnace till the factory whistle blowed Got laid off by automation boys and it put him on the road [Verse 4] And I met another fellow as I wandered all about He was mining down at Heyser till his union sold him out Yes they worked him in the coal mines till his back and arms were sore Then they put him on the blacklist boys and he can’t go back no more [Verse 5] I can see the sharecrop farmer as he wipes his sweaty brow He can see the crop is failing but it ain’t his anyhow I can see the dust cloud swirling on his played-out farmin’ land See him hunker down and let it trickle through his hand [Verse 6] I met a fine young Negro lad about seventeen or so He didn’t like those southern jails but he felt that he had to go Saying “Mom and Dad were Negros and my son will be one too “And I guess it’s up to me because we’ve given up on you” [Verse 7] And as I passed an air force base a young man I did meet With his shiny wings of silver and his uniform so neat Saying I don’t wanna bomb them sir it fills me with dismay But orders they are orders and you know I must obey [Verse 8] Well I’ve been walking through this country and my eyes are open wide And the things I’ve seen and heard you couldn’t imagine if you tried I’ve been listening to some people and one thing I understand great flood is -rising fast and there’s rumblin’ in the land.

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La chanson évoque des scènes de la vie quotidienne et des luttes des personnes issues de la société, qui font face à des défis variés. Elle décrit le bruit de la nature et des villes, de la rivière qui coule aux vagues qui s'écrasent, tout en mettant en lumière les histoires de ceux qui subissent les conséquences de la modernité, comme le chômage et l’exploitation. On y rencontre des ouvriers, des agriculteurs, des jeunes en quête de justice et des militaires tiraillés entre le devoir et leurs convictions personnelles. Le contexte semble refléter une époque marquée par des changements socio-économiques, où les aspirations et les luttes de chacun se croisent, soulignant un sentiment d'urgence et de désespoir face aux injustices. Les voix s'élèvent, prêtes à lutter pour un avenir meilleur, tandis qu'un climat d'agitation est palpable à travers la terre.

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