Introduction
When it comes to iconic folk songs that have left an indelible mark on music history, “Donna Donna” stands as an illustrious example. Joan Baez’s rendition of this timeless classic in 1960 captivated hearts worldwide and continues to do so to this day.
Did You Know?
- Origins of “Donna Donna”: Originally written in Yiddish, “Donna Donna” was penned by Sholom Secunda with lyrics by Aaron Zeitlin. It tells the poignant tale of a calf en route to the slaughterhouse, symbolizing innocence and the harsh realities of life.
- Joan Baez’s Interpretation: Joan Baez, an American folk legend, embraced “Donna Donna” and made it her own. Her ethereal voice and emotive delivery added a new dimension to the song, making it a staple in her repertoire.
- Global Impact: The song’s emotive power resonated with audiences worldwide, earning Joan Baez recognition as a folk music icon. Her rendition became a symbol of resilience and hope during turbulent times in the 1960s.
- Legacy: “Donna Donna” has transcended generations, with numerous artists covering it over the years. It remains a testament to the enduring power of folk music to convey complex emotions and societal themes.
Now, let’s immerse ourselves in the magic of “Donna Donna” by Joan Baez:
Lyrics
On a wagon bound for marketThere’s a calf with a mournful eyeHigh above him there’s a swallowWinging swiftly through the skyHow the winds are laughingThey laugh with all their mightLaugh and laugh the whole day throughAnd half the summer’s nightDonna, Donna, Donna, DonnaDonna, Donna, Donna, Don-Donna, Donna, Donna, DonnaDonna, Donna, Donna, Don-“Stop complaining”, said the farmer“Who told you a calf to be?”“Why don’t you have wings to fly withLike the swallow so proud and free?”How the winds are laughingThey laugh with all their mightLaugh and laugh the whole day throughAnd half the summer’s nightDonna, Donna, Donna, DonnaDonna, Donna, Donna, Don-Donna, Donna, Donna, DonnaDonna, Donna, Donna, Don-Calves are easily bound and slaughteredNever knowing the reason whyBut whoever treasures freedomLike the swallow has learned to flyHow the winds are laughingThey laugh with all their mightLaugh and laugh the whole day throughAnd half the summer’s nightDonna, Donna, Donna, DonnaDonna, Donna, Donna, Don-Donna, Donna, Donna, DonnaDonna, Donna, Donna, Don-
