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Fred Small - Denmark 1943 Lyrics

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  • And it's Eichmann and Himmler are turning the screws
  • The Fuhrer they say grows impatient
  • "How can it be Denmark's Jews still walk free
  • After three years of kind occupation?
  • We will take them like sheep in their beds as they sleep
  • On the second night of their new year
  • Devoutly at home they'll be helpless alone
  • When they cry out no one will hear
  • But Duckwitz the German tells Hedtoft the Dane
  • "My friend I have dangerous news
  • In three hours the transport ships will set at anchor
  • You must warn them warn all the Jews"
  • Soon good Rabbi Melchior stands in the synagogue
  • "There'll be no service today
  • The raids come tomorrow, dwell not on your sorrow
  • By nightfall we must be away."
  • And it's fire up the diesel and look out for swells
  • We're leaving Espergaerde behind us
  • Who strike at our friends strike us a s well
  • We'll pray the patrol boats don't find us
  • When the sirens are wailing and shouts fill the night
  • Never will you stand alone
  • So it's over the O*resund
  • Till the day we can welcome you home.
  • Sompolinski the tailor on the eve of Rosh Hashana
  • Gathers his family near
  • "The Lord is my light and salvation
  • Whom on this earth shall I fear?"
  • When a young Danish gentile steps into the glow
  • Of the candle with tears flowing down
  • "Good neighbors flee -- I pray you believe me"
  • And as quickly the young man is gone.
  • Christian policemen, shopkeepers, and teachers
  • Tell their friends of the quickening storm
  • While students on bicycles race through the streets
  • Searching for Jews to be warned
  • And Katlev the foreman blurts out to the trainman
  • "My family has no place to hide"
  • "Well bring em to my house" the stranger replies
  • "And we'll spit in the damn Nazi's eyes."
  • And it's fire up the diesel and look out for swells
  • We're leaving Espergaerde behind us
  • Who strike at our friends strike us a s well
  • We'll pray the patrol boats don't find us
  • When the sirens are wailing and shouts fill the night
  • Never will you stand alone
  • So it's over the O*resund
  • Till the day we can welcome you home.
  • Ellen Nielsen the fishwife in the port of Drago*r
  • Has no use for political views
  • She'll call out the catch "Fresh salmon! Fresh cod!"
  • Comes a whisper "Please help. We are Jews."
  • "But if you are Jews you're not safe on the street
  • I know a man with a sail"
  • Till moonrise they sleep in the shade of her eaves
  • And escape on the fisherman's keel.
  • Rabbi Melchior hires a young trawlerman
  • To ferry his family across
  • After twelve hours afloat in a scurfy old boat
  • Morning light shows the same Danish coast
  • Says the skipper "I'm afraid of the German blockade
  • So we've motored in circles around"
  • The rabbi gives a shout, with one blow knocks him out
  • And steers a straight line 'cross the sound.
  • Frozen with fright in the October night
  • Families huddle in basements and barns
  • Mistaking each breath for the angel of death
  • The Gestapo the shot the alarm
  • Then down into the hold with the stench and the cold
  • And drug all the babies with schnapps
  • Someone shouts "Valkoemmen till Sverige
  • You are in Swedish waters at last!"
  • Seven thousands of Jews smuggled over to Sweden
  • By fishermen, nurses, and priests
  • Hitler sends Eichmann to hunt them down
  • But his quarry have vanished like mist
  • When the war's over the Jews return
  • Cheers and flowers adorn their way home
  • "We're not heroes or martyrs" so say the Danes
  • "We were just looking after our own."
  • And it's fire up the diesel and look out for swells
  • We're leaving Espergaerde behind us
  • Who strike at our friends strike us a s well
  • We'll pray the patrol boats don't find us
  • When the sirens are wailing and shouts fill the night
  • Never will you stand alone
  • So it's over the O*resund
  • ...And today we will welcome you home
  • And today we welcome you home

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