Thursday, July 10, 2014

you may be high, you may be low

You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move, child
You gotta move

Oh, when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move

You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich, child
You may be poor

But when the lord gets ready
You gotta move

You see that woman
Who walks the street
You see that police
Upon his beat

But when the Lord gets ready

You gotta move
You gotta move

-------------- The online Free Encyclopedia tells us this song is a traditional Negro spiritual -- the Stones recorded it for the 1971 album, Sticky Fingers.  (I like how the free-encyc. entry says, "Mick Jagger sang it in a Southern black dialect." 

Uh -- a Dialect from -- the "Southern black" part of England, maybe...!)  :D 

Seriously, I LOVE the way Mick Jagger sings -- and -- you can tell that he's trying to do a version of a Mississippi Delta-type accent.  It comes out as a sound all his own, which is -- quite wonderful.  It's his homage to the bluesmen.

I was thinking about economies and life on planet earth, and imagining a world without major wars, and with all-encompassing, world-wide, inter-locking economies.  Humans can work together with each other, instead of fighting against each other.

Imagine a world wherein the Philippines

is no longer a place to be gotten out of....

Horrific foreign labor conditions would no longer be tolerated, because you'd have instant exposure on the internet.

It wouldn't be "foreign labor" -- it would just be labor.

And nuclear weapons NOT blowing up the world.

And never having to see a movie like Schindler's List ever again.
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for...

Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
and the world will be as one


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