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   The patroons came from Holland to America, became landlords where none had been before
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Soon one man owned half a million acres, on both sides of the Hudson River shore
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He invited families to move in, and give him thirty percent
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Of everything they grew each year, this is how they'd pay the rent
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His name was Rensselaer, he became one of the richest men on Earth
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In today's terms ninety billion dollars, is how much he'd be worth
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All this for doing nothing, but saying all of this was his
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“I have the power of the state behind me, and I'm in the landlord biz”
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After two hundred years of this, and one revolution won
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Another Rennsalaer had another son
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And this Rennsalaer was greedier, than his ancestors dead and passed
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It was now the 1840's, and things started changing fast
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It was the straw that broke the back, the bottle was uncorked
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They started organizing meetings, the tenant farmers of New York
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They found the strength of numbers, they found the power of suggestion
                                             D
They found each other, asking the same question


[Chorus]
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Who gave you the right to be a landlord, to live a life of ease while others toil
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Who gave you the right to be a rich man, while the rest of us pay you so that we can work this soil


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They vowed that they would stop the rent collection, they vowed they'd bring this madness to an end
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And when one blew the tin horn of distress, they'd soon find they had a thousand friends
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Dressed in calico skirts with masks upon their faces, on horseback, armed with knives and guns
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They chanted and they yelled, they kept their farms, and they kept the sheriffs on the run


[Chorus]
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Who gave you the right to be a landlord, to live a life of ease while others toil
                                                                                      D
Who gave you the right to be a rich man, while the rest of us pay you so that we can work this soil


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The governor's militias tried to stop them, but nothing could be done to break their will
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And by 1848 the landlords buckled and sold their holdings to the farmers in the hills
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Yes they overthrew this feudal system, but it's replaced now by speculators and banks
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And you can still hear the homeless families asking of all the landed gentry in our ranks


[Chorus]
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Who gave you the right to be a landlord, to live a life of ease while others toil
                                                                                      D
Who gave you the right to be a rich man, while the rest of us pay you so that we can work this soil

D                                                                             A
Who gave you the right to be a landlord, to live a life of ease while others toil
                                                                                      D
Who gave you the right to be a rich man, while the rest of us pay you so that we can work this soil

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Who gave you the right?