Из альбома: Hard Travellin'
There's a valley in Spain called Jarama
It's a place that we all know so well
It was there that we fought against the Fascists
We saw a peacful valley turn to hell
From this valley they say we are going
But don't hasten to bid us adieu
Even though we lost the battle at Jarama
We'll set this valley free 'fore we're through
We were men of the Lincoln Battalion
We're proud of the fight that we made
We know that you people of the valley
Will remember our Lincoln Brigade
From this valley they say we are going
But don't hasten to bid us adieu
Even though we lost the battle at Jarama
We'll set this valley free 'fore we're through
You will never find peace with these Fascists
You'll never find friends such as we
So remember that valley of Jarama
And the people that'll set that valley free
From this valley they say we are going
Don't hasten to bid us adieu
Even though we lost the battle at Jarama
We'll set this valley free 'fore we're through
All this world is like this valley called Jarama
So green and so bright and so fair
No fascists can dwell in our valley
Nor breathe in our new freedom's air
From this valley they say we are going
Do not hasten to bid us adieu
Even though we lost the battle at Jarama
We'll set this valley free 'fore we're through