The Many And The Few Lyrics - Woody Guthrie

My name is King Cyrus, my order I give, 

You Jews can go back to your home 

To build your holy temple again 

In the land of Palestine. 

We've sung and danced o'er the hot rocky roads 

Back to Eretz Yisroel's land 

We worked with plow and rake and hoe 

And we blessed the works of our hands 

My name is Ezra the Teacher man 

I brought my scroll book along 

I brought my flock to Yisroel 

From that land called Babylon 

I'll read you my Talmud Torah book 

And the prophet's dreams to you 

And you'll be fertile and multiply 

If you keep your Torah true 

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My name is Alexander the Great 

More than half of this wide world is mine 

Come stand around, my servants all 

I'm wrapped on my bed here to die 

As the King of Syria and Palestine 

Antiochus the Fourth, you'll stand 

To kill the Jews if they refuse 

To worship our idols and gods 

My name is Hannah, my first born son 

Now stands before this king 

Guilty of keeping the Sabbath laws 

By the soldiers I see him slain 

It's one by one my seven sons 

In front of my eyes cut down 

For keeping to the Torah laws 

I pay with my warm blood now 

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My name is Mattathias, I've got five sons 

In Modin City we dwell 

They tried to make me bow down to their gods 

Two of the King's flunkeys I killed 

A hundred or more who'll fight to be Jews 

Did come to these hills with me 

On my death bed your leader I'll name 

'Tis Judah, the Macabee 

My name is Judah, the Macabee 

By the name of the hammer I'm called 

We'll pray to God before every fight 

Till all of our enemies fall 

Appolonius, the Governor, this day I killed 

And his army we did bust 

Some few of his soldiers run away in the wind 

But most we've dropped dead in the dust 

Syron is my name, from Syria came 

To destroy that fool Macabee 

My army was great, his army was small 

But he somehow did win over me 

To deliver the many to the hands of his few 

For God this is no trick at all 

In a few short hours my army did break 

And we flooded this valley with blood 

My name is Lysias, I dreamed up a plan 

To burn the Jews tents as they slept 

When I got there, their tents were all bare 

And the Macabee's army had left 

He stormed my own camp as my soldiers did sleep 

And he killed several thousand in fear 

My elephants, my horsemen, my footsoldiers, all 

Judah hammered them down from the rear 

My name is Jerusalem where Judah came back 

To build up my Temple once more 

To cut down the weeds and thorny brush 

That grows 'round my windows and doors 

Whole stones, whole stones, we'll build and pray 

To God as a wholehearted Jew 

God's love the hateful many did place 

In the hands of a God loving few 

We found in our temple a little oil jug 

Just enough for the lamps for one night 

That one little jug burned Eight whole days 

And it kept our new temple in light 

Eight candles we'll burn and a Ninth one too 

Every New Year that comes and goes 

We'll think of the many in the hands of the few 

And thank God we are seeds of the Jews