I don’t recall feeling worse over the passing of a person who I never knew or met. Pete Seeger, quite simply, was one of my favorite people. He seemed to embody everything that was good in the world.
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“Turn, Turn, Turn”
Nina Simone:
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Always on the right side of the issues.
“Where Have All The Flower Gone”
Peter Seeger:
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Never bowing to McCarthy nor the seemingly endless procession of right-wing thugs to follow.
“Bells of Rhymney”
Robyn Hitchcock:
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Always ready to fight – nonviolently, of course – for the dispossessed and downtrodden.
“Little Boxes”
Pete Seeger:
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Always ready to speak his mind regardless of perils or consequences
“Waist Deep in the Big Muddy”
Dick Gaughan:
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And always, always, always optimistic of the future.
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“We Shall Overcome”
Pete Seeger:
cover me impressed 