Ol' MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O
And on that farm, he had 283,000 undocumented workers, E-I-E-I-O
With a no-pay here and an ICE raid there
Here's a struggle
There's a sweat
Oh, look, now Maria's in debt
Ol' MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O
But last time I checked
He didn't have to feed his family of 7 with $1.57
He got credit for the crops he sold to our country, Amen
His workers may be the ones who sweat and bleed
But their deep brown skin can hide in the shadows
Ol' MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O
But when will we realize that he never touched the soil
His pale skin could never
He gets all the credit and praise
Because it's his farm after all
He has the money
Ol’ MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I… no
He owns them
The humans who sacrificed everything for their kids to have a better future
But those kids will only grow up to be called filthy monsters and murderers
But Gabriela Pineda was only 6 years old when ICE separated her from her mother
So who the fuck are you calling a monster
Ol’ MacDonald had a farm
It’s what we tell the kids
The white farmer with a straw in his mouth
But we know that he doesn’t understand anything
The brokenness in our backs
The tears in our eyes
The nobility in our sacrifice
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