Pete Seeger

Oh, Pete

You’ve died in your bed

But your songs they still play

In my head and my heart

No lullabies these

They say wake-up and rise

We will march to the beat

Of your troubadour’s heart

Walking the pathway of peace.

Your hammer we’ll use

Until justice has come

Your bell we will ring

Until freedom is real

And your song about love

We will sing it for you.