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Tony Norwell
Miscellaneous
The Empire Windrush
The Empire Windrush
âThus from a mixture of all kinds began â
That heterogeneous thing, an Englishman.â From âThe True Born Englishmanâ Daniel Defoe.
On the Empire Windrush we came over here â
We thought weâd be welcome to stay.
There were many more like us â who wanted to work â
With regular dignified pay â yes, with regular dignified pay.
We came from an island that we all loved so true â
But there was no work to let us just live.
We were told your land needed and wanted us, too,
And our work was one thing we could give.
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Oh, Empire Windrush, oh , what has gone wrong?
Oh, why do they treat us this way?
Oh, Empire Windrush â come back to us now â
For I think you should take us away â
Yes, I think you should take us away.
It all went all right for some of us then â
It was good to have plenty to eat.
But slowly we learned that some of you thought
Youâd not want us to live in your street â
Youâd not want us to live in your street.
The first time they abused me because of my skin
I tried to pretend not to hear.
The next time I couldnât show how much it hurt â
The third time I fought back my tears â
The third time I fought back my tears.
The fourth time I asked why they had to look down
On others to make themselves feel good.
The fifth time in tears of anger and hurt
I asked if their hearts were of wood â
I asked if their hearts were of wood.
Now as I grow older much still seems the same â
So little appears to have changed;
But thereâre far fewer jobs and at least as much hate â
A generation of people estranged â
A generation of people estranged.
Iâve got two grown up kids I love all I can;
Oneâs just left school to go on the dole.
The otherâs in Brixton for two years at least â
He wanted enough so he stole â
He wanted enough so he stole.
Is this the âOld Countryâ â liberal and free â
Whence folk of all skin colours came?
Where no one would mind how âdifferentâ we were â
But would rather see ways weâre the same â
But would rather see ways weâre the same!
Oh come on all people of whatever creed â
Or what colour or god you may call.
Weâre none of us âperfectâ in morals or race â
Read the past and weâre aliens all â
Read the past and weâre aliens all!
âWeâre here because you were thereâ¦â