Cages

[Verso 1]
 
E 
Alone on her own island 
A 
Listening to the news 
                                     E 
Liberty heard things weren't going so well 
 E 
So she got down from her tower 
             A 
And booked a flight that very same hour 
                              E 
And went down to the border to help 


E 
And walking through the darkness 
         A 
With the coyotes and the crickets 
                                E 
And a golden torch of peace held overhead 

She saw a family by the fence 
A 
Crying and holding hands 
                                 E 
So she opened up her book and she read 
 


[Refrão]
 
A 
Give me your tired 
     E 
Your poor huddled masses 
                              
Yearning to live and breathe free 
      A                      E 
Well put them in cages, no matter their ages 
                                  E 
And drop them at the bottom of the sea 

A E  E 
 


[Verso 2]
 
         E 
Then she checked in all the churches 
        A 
And she foraged all the farms 
                                      E 
And she looked between cushions in the den 
     E 
She worked all day and night 
           A 
And didnt always get it right 
                                 E 
And gave those ones tattoos to fit in 


    E 
And watching from the bleachers 
       A 
People cheered for execution 
                                    E 
While they chanted about freedom and love 
   E 
In one hand was the bible 
           A 
And in the other the constitution 
                                    E 
But they never read a word of either one 
 


[Refrão]
 
A 
Give me your tired 
     E 
Your poor huddled masses 
                              
Yearning to live and breathe free 
      A                      E 
Well put them in cages, no matter their ages 
                                  E 
And drop them at the bottom of the sea 

A E  E 
 


[Verso 3]
 
     E                       A 
And thats when Lady Liberty gathered for the press 
                                     E 
And took the last brown baby from his mom 
           E 
She looked right into the lens 
        A 
And she held him up and said 
                                        E 
This ones lazy and hes taking all your jobs 


     E 
Then Lovely Lady Liberty 
A 
Closed her singing book 
                                 E 
As that baby boy screamed for his dad 
    E 
And Liberty felt a pain 
         A 
Right between her heart and brain 
                   
And she said hes not American 
                E 
So Im ok with that 
 


[Refrão]
 
A 
Give me your tired 
     E 
Your poor huddled masses 
                              
Yearning to live and breathe free 
      A                      E 
Well put them in cages, no matter their ages 
                                  E 
And drop them at the bottom of the sea 

A E  E