We Shall Not Be Moved

Oh my God! I've just had a "Road to Damascus" type realisation. I'm watching a thing on BBC4 about Vietnam and it is showing a clip of protesters in some US university and they were singing We Shall Not Be Moved.

Something, somewhere in the depths of my mind, such as it is, bubbled to the surface and it was a recollection of one of my brothers teaching me that song.

Along with it was the recollection of my mother giving me a bollocking for singing it. Now I know why. She wasn't a protest song type person.