Harry Hay

HARRY HAY c Tim Cain
Father, Mother, two in one, both a daughter and a son
Been in Labor for 80 years, birthing thought to free the queers
Man of shadows, name in lights, never ending, fights your fights
Honey don’t you know his name, sing this song and spread his fame
HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY,
HARRY HAY!
Androgyne or homophile, he’s so gay he makes me smile,
Homosexual turning queer, confidence replacing fear
An example to us all, of life devoted to the call
Equal rights- what we demand, sing his song across the land
HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY,
HARRY HAY!
(Bridge)-
#1- who are we gay people?,
#2- where do we come from in history and in anthropology, and where have we been?
#3- What are we for?
Ask the questions, won’t you dear? Where have we been? Why are we hear?
What’s our purpose? Why are we born? Time for us to blow our horn.
Burn your closets to the ground, trumpet’s liberation sound.
You transgrendered and les-bi-gay, sing the song of Harry Hay!
HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY, HARRY HAY,
HARRY HAY!