by Lewis Allen
John Reed
Language: English
John Reed was an honest man, knew right from wrong. His heart was with the people, said, “That’s where I belong.” He saw the homes of workingmen, He heard their children cry, In Patterson he saw them starve, in Ludlow saw them die. John Reed saw trouble in the making, John Reed saw tyranny’s face, John Reed knew a storm was breaking And he said to himself, “There’s my place!” John Reed was a writing man, wrote what he saw. He saw a fight for freedom, just like our Freedom War. For ten long days that shook the world While some were writing lies, He wrote with honest hand and heart what he saw with honest eyes. John Reed saw freedom in the making, John Reed saw tyranny’s face, John Reed saw a new day breaking And he wrote what he saw, That was all.
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Elie Siegmeister (1909 - 1991), "John Reed" [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: John Glenn Paton [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2019-11-28
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