Donna, Donna
Joan Baez
Donna, Donna Joan Baez On a wagon bound for market There's a calf with a mournful eye High above him there's a swallow Winging swiftly through the sky How the winds are laughing They laugh with all they might Laugh and laugh the whole day through And half the summer's night Donna Donna Donna Donna Donna Donna Donna Do Donna Donna Donna Donna Donna Donna Donna Do "Stop complaining" said the farmer "Who told you a calf to be Why don't you have wings to fly with Like the swallow so proud and free Calves are easily bound and slaughtered Never knowing the reason why But who ever treasures freedom Like the swallow has learned to fly
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