A couple of years ago I realized you could sing "Mi Chamocha" to the tune of "The Wellerman". I mentioned this to a friend tonight, and this resulted. Chag Pesach sameach!

There once was a tribe whose tale I'll tell
The name of the tribe was Israel
Their exodus story you know well
Oh blow, my desert wind, blow

Soon may deliverance come
And carry us far from Egypt's sun
One day when the plagues are done
We'll take our dough and go

We'd been enslaved for years galore
When a son a Hebrew woman bore
To save his life, his mother swore
She'd have to let him go

The baby basket hit the water
Found its way to Pharaoh's daughter
She raised him to do what he oughta—
Little did she know

When Moses struck an overseer
He felt a sudden rush of fear
The burning bush spoke in his ear
And sent him to Pharaoh

At Aaron's side, he took a stand
With halting words and shaking hands
In Pharaoh's face, he did demand:
LET MY PEOPLE GO

But Pharaoh's heart was hard as stone
We knew we'd have to flee our home
Across the sea to lands unknown
A path that God would show

The plagues brought darkness, death, and more
The people shook and prayed and swore
A splash of blood upon the door
Protected those below

We borrowed gold and packed supplies
We hushed our frightened children's cries
There was no time for bread to rise
And so we eat matzo

A miracle met us at the sea
And parted it so we could flee
But even in our joy, we grieve
Those lost to the water's flow

Miriam gathered up the throng
And raised her beautiful voice in song
We were glad to sing along
With words that we still know:

Mi chamocha
ba'eilim, Adonai?
Mi chamocha
Nedar bakodesh?

It would have been enough, we say
To merely have that glorious day
But up ahead, Mount Sinai lay
With Torah to bestow

Today we're free, but still recall
What it was like to be in thrall
We tell the tale, renew the call
To let ALL people go!

Soon may deliverance come
And free all people beneath the sun
We'll fight till justice is done
And ALL are free to go!