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Vera Moller

"We Made Good Wobs Out There" (karaoke)

"We Made Good Wobs Out There" (sheet music)


Though we be shut out from the world,
Here worn and battle scarred,
Our names shall live where men walk free
On many a small red card.
So let us take fresh hope, my friend,
We cannot feel despair,
Whate're may be our lot in here,
We made good Wobs out there.

When we were out, we did our bit
To hasten Freedom's dawn,
They can't take back the seed we spread,
The truths we passed along.
'Tis joy to know we struck a blow
To break the master's sway
And those we lined up take the work
And carry on today.

Though we be shut out from the world
And days are long and hard,
They can't erase the names we wrote
In many a small red card.
So let us take fresh hope, my friend,
Above our prison fare,
Whate're may be our lot in here,
We made good Wobs out there.

When we were out, we did our bit
To hasten Freedom's dawn,
They can't take back the seed we spread,
The truths we passed along.
'Tis joy to know we struck a blow
To break the master's sway
And those we lined up take the work
And carry on today.

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