Crisis

Gather round, girls
Lemme tell you about the crisis that is here
And at the end I almost see
Our final victory
I know that we don’t all believe that it’ll be what it’ll be
But a crisis ‘tis indeed, like a boulder gathering speed

And if we fail to act upon it
It might mean the chance has been lost
And we will have to wait to win

It’s 1916, we’re talking war and battle cries
Oh women dry your eyes- gotta rise up and fight

You may be troubled and bewildered and stricken with grief
But you can solve it! Fix these knotty problems! Try to breathe

‘Cause if we fail to act upon it
It might mean the chance has been lost
And we will have to wait to win

Oh America look up at that north star- one day it’ll come down
The time has come to shout aloud
In every city and village and town
The woman’s hour has struck
The woman’s hour is now

‘Cause if we fail to act upon it
It might mean the chance has been lost

There was a man in West Virginia
And someone asked him what he thought
He said “we’ve been keeping women down so long it would feel so queer to not”
If someone asked his wife the same question and here is what she’d say “we’ve been down so long we gotta stay this way”
Therein lies the movement of those who say NAY

Oh America look up the star is getting nearer
It’s time to shout aloud to everybody who can hear us
The woman’s hour has struck
The woman’s hour is now
The woman’s hour is here