DREAMERS

Words & Music by Judy Collins
© 2018 Wildflower Records under exclusive license to Cleopatra Records, Inc

My name it is Maria,
my daughter is a dreamer,
she says that she is worried
that she will have to leave
 
When I was only twenty
I crossed the burning border,
I came to find a good life
and brought my daughter here
 
When I came to America
I hoped life would be better
for me and for my daughter,
and here I worked for you
 
I harvested the peaches
in northern California
and then in Colorado,
my family and me
 
This land was made by dreamers
and children of those dreamers.
We came here for democracy and hope,
now all we have is hope.
 
My husband is a good man,
he is no raping criminal,
his hands are rough and scarred now
from digging in the earth
My daughter loves her father,
and he was always gentle,
he too came from Jalisco
to find what freedom’s worth
 
But will you send her back now
to live in fear and terror?
She is our only daughter,
whose dreams have been our vow
 
We worked to pay our way here,
we gave our youth and promise,
and in return you force us
to go back to the wall
 
This land was made by dreamers
and chidren of those dreamers.
We came here for democracy and hope,
now all we have is hope.
 
My name it is Maria,
my daughter is a dreamer,
she says that she is worried
that she will have to leave