"God of the poor man this is how the day began

Eight codefendants, I, Daniel Berrigan

Oh and only a layman's batch of napalm

We pulled the draft files out

We burned them in the parking lot

Better the files than the bodies of children



I had no right but for the love of you

I had no right but for the love of you



Many roads led here, walked with the suffering

Tom in Guatamala, Phillip in New Orleans

Oh it's a long road from law to justice

I went to Vietnam, I went for peace

They dropped their bombs

Right where my government knew I would be



I had no right but for the love of you

I had no right but for the love of you



And all my country saw

Were priests who broke the law



First it was question, then it was a mission

How to be American, how to be a Christian

Oh if their law is their cross and the cross is burning



The love of you

The love of you



God of the just I'll never win a peace prize

Falling like Jesus

Now let the jury rise

Oh it's all of us versus all that paper

They took the only way they know who is on trial today

Deliver us unto each other, I pray



I had no right but for the love of you

And every trial I stood, I stood for you



Eyes on the trial

8 a.m. arrival

Hands on the Bible



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