In memory of Kris Kristofferson (1936-2024), a genuinely great American

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They’re killing Cymru to enforce a fiefdom,
Keep us as a cringing colony,
A desecrated land of holiday lets and second homes
Where liars can deny our history.

We’ve seen the tips still menacing our valleys,
Vast quarries, toxic dumps and poisoned seas.
They make our laws, ransack and rob, and treat us with contempt;
They love to boss and make us bend our knees.

And I’ve just got to wonder what our forebears would have done
If they’d seen the way dear Cymru’s pushed around,
We’ve got to follow in their footsteps, spread inspiring truth and stand our ground,
And don’t let the bastards get us down.

Attacks on our language,
Imposing military bases and nuclear power,
Disseminating ignorance and malice,
Promoting Fascism.

Oh, I’ve just got to wonder what past warriors would have done
If they’d seen the way our enemies abound,
We’ve got to fight with all their fervour, tell the awful truth and stand our ground.
Don’t let the bastards get us down.
Don’t let the bastards get you down.
Don’t let the bastards….
Get you down.

Don’t let the bastards,
Those British bastards,
Never let the bastards,
Bring us down.

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