In the Fall of '79
Freedom was given a name
It's name was Emiliano
And he stoked the peasant flame
Like Christ, he told the workers
"This world belongs to you,
When will you band together, and take the power from the few?"
He dreamed of land reform in the land of Mexico
He believed that the workers should get what they are owed
So he allied with Pancho Villa
To bring freedom to the land
From Mexico City down to the Yucatan
La tierra y libertad
The revolution raged on
So many lives were lost
Zapata grieved his men, but that's what freedom costs
Then one day a traitor
Guajardo was his name
He committed one of Mexican history's greatest shames
They shot Zapata down
The patron saint was killed
They displayed him dead and broken, his body bullet filled
To this very day
Zapata's message is carried on
By the Zapatistas, his legacy's not gone
But Mexico still waits for another to break the chains
Maybe another will cross the same desert plains