Hula Swamp
Here’s the tune. Sing along (finger snapping optional): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuzkiCBuJ5c
(Chorus):
The farmers whistled, but the birds all bristled
When they drained the Hula swamp.
It was really dire when the peat caught fire
When they drained the Hula swamp.
Whoa whoa they started pump’in, back in ‘51
Too much malaria, or maybe too much sun.
Great view from Golan, through the barrel of a gun.
(Chorus)
The farmers whistled, but the birds all bristled
When they drained the Hula swamp.
It was really dire when the peat caught fire
When they drained the Hula swamp.
Whoa whoa the farmland, very unproductive
They all agree now, this Valley’s for the birds
Theme parks for wildlife, now that would be instructive.
(Chorus)
The farmers whistled, but the birds all bristled
When they drained the Hula swamp.
It was really dire when the peat caught fire
When they drained the Hula swamp.
And to its great merit
It cleaned the Kineret
Filtering the runoff from the farms
And once you see with me
The Sea of Galilee
You’ll know why we all care . . . yeah
(Chorus)
The farmers whistled, but the birds all bristled
When they drained the Hula swamp.
The waters churned, and the birds returned
When they filled the Hula swamp.