"With God on our side"

(John Baez singing Bob Dylan's 'With God on our side' will have to suffice here since I couldn't find the Bob Dylan recording).

Oh my name it is nothin', My age it means less, The country I come from Is a dear sweet land, I's taught and brought up there, The laws to abide, And that land that I live in Has God on its side.

Oh the history books tell it, They tell it so well, Count Roger charged, The Arabs fell, The cavalries charged, The Christians were set free.

Oh the country was young, With God on its side.

A thousand years later Bonaparte arrived, He freed the slaves, He made us all equal in front of the law, But our heroes rebelled, With guns in their hands. And with God on their side.

A hundred years later A felon called Dimech read the wrong books, And the bishops agreed to send him away, To die in misery in a scorched land, For he did not have God on his side.

When the Second World War, Came to an end, A bishop called Gonzi launched a crusade. The reds were the enemies, So we were told, And even in the interdett, God was on our side.

Fifty years later we joined the EU, But our wise leaders still ban divorce, It might well be 2010 not 1610, But as a placard in Zebbug reminded us all, God is still on our side.

And now the migrants come to invade, Once they even dared to rebel, And the AFM charged, And the migrants fell, For even Ruggier’s plan had God on its side.

Even even old Muammar, the one we hated so much, Now he also has God on his side, For taking the blacks back to his scorched land.

Forget Paul from Tarsus, It was pagans who rescued him on our shores, For they surely did not have God on their side.