Her face is cracked from smiling, all the fears that she's been hiding, And seems pretty soon everybody's gonna know. And her voice is from shouting, cheering winners who are losing, And she worries if their days are few and soon they'll have to go.
[Chorus] My, my, my, so happy, I'm gonna join band, We are gonna dance and sing in celebration, We are in the promised land.
She hears them talk of new ways to the home she lives in, Then she wonders what all about when they break down the door.
Her name is Brown or White or Black, you know her very You hear her cries of mercy as the winners toll the bell.
[Chorus] is a train that leaves the station heading for your destination, But the price you pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more. Yes, it has! And if walk you're gonna get there though it takes little longer, And when you see it in the distance you will wring your hands and moan.