We went up to Church St today. To enjoy the beautiful day we decided to eat outside at one of the many places in which this is available. But because today was the Burlington Fall Festival, something we didn't know beforehand, and because it was dinner time, most of our usual haunts didn't have any outside seating available.
The Rusty Scuffer, located at the bottom of Church Street had both suitable cuisine and available seating. And it turned out that the Woods Tea Company was set up to play an outdoor concert right across the street from us so we would have some great folk music played by some really terrific musicians while we ate.
And during our meal, on this beautiful September 11th they played the perfect song: Daughters and Sons
They wouldn't hear your music
And they pulled your paintings down
They wouldn't read your writing
And they banned you from the town
But they couldn't stop you dreaming
And the victory you have won
For you sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sonsIn your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sonsWell your weary smile it proudly hides
The chain marks on your hands
As you bravely strive to realise
The rights of every man
And though your body's bent and low
A victory you have won
For you sowed the seeds of justice
In your daughters and your sonsIn your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of justice
In your daughters and your sonsWell, I don't know your religion
But one day I heard you pray
For a world where everyone can work
And children can play
And though you never got your share
Of the fruits that you have won
You sowed the seeds of equality
In your daughters and your sonsIn your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sonsWell, they taunted you in Belfast
And they tortured you in Spain
And in that Warsaw ghetto
Where they tied you up in chains
In Vietnam and in Chili
Where they came with tanks and guns
It's there you sowed the seeds of peace
In your daughters and your sonsIn your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sonsAnd now your music's playing
And the writings on the wall
And all the dreams you painted
Can be seen by one and all
And now you've got them thinking
And the future's just begun
For you sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sonsIn your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom
In your daughters and your sons
