Lyrics Victor Jara - Christy Moore
Victor
Jara
of
Chile
lived
like
a
shooting
star
He
fought
for
the
people
of
Chile
with
his
songs
and
his
guitar
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
Victor
Jara
was
a
peasant
boy
barely
six
years
old
He
sat
upon
his
father's
plough
and
watched
the
earth
unfold
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
When
the
neighbours
had
a
wedding
or
one
of
their
children
died
His
mother
sang
all
night
to
them
with
Victor
by
her
side
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
He
grew
up
to
be
a
fighter
stood
against
what
was
wrong
He
learned
of
peoples
grief
and
joy
and
turned
it
into
song
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
He
sang
for
the
copper
miners
and
those
who
farmed
the
land
He
sang
for
the
factory
workers
who
knew
Victor
was
their
man
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
He
campaigned
for
Allende
canvassed
night
and
day
Singing
take
hold
of
your
brother's
hand
the
future
starts
today
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
When
Pinochet
seized
Chile
they
arrested
Victor
then
They
caged
him
in
the
stadium
with
5000
frightened
men
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
Victor
picked
up
his
guitar
his
voice
resounded
strong
And
he
sang
for
his
comrades
till
the
guards
cut
short
his
song
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
They
broke
the
bones
in
both
his
hands
and
beat
him
on
the
head
Tortured
him
with
electric
wires
then
they
shot
him
dead
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
Victor
Jara
of
Chile
lived
like
a
shooting
star
He
fought
for
the
people
of
Chile
with
his
songs
and
his
guitar
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
His
hands
were
gentle
and
his
hands
were
strong
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