I been away I been around I been kissing the sky, I been hitting the ground None of us know what tomorrow may hold I guess we just hope it doesn't let us go
Oppression in the world is the enemy of justice And goodness always asks evil what for Man with his actions or with his money What good is money if everyone is wronged
Here comes the story of a beloved Nation powerful, Civillzed, and democratic, Blacks and Whites in the same Army Whites and Blacks in the same Navy; Both of them in the same Police.