Her face is from smiling, all the fears that she's been hiding, And it seems pretty soon everybody's gonna know. And her voice is sore from shouting, cheering winners are losing, And she worries if their days are few and soon they'll have go.
[Chorus] My, my, my, I'm so happy, I'm gonna join the band, We are gonna and sing in celebration, We are in the promised land.
She hears them talk of new ways to protect the home she lives in, Then she what it's all when they break down the door.
Her name is Brown or White or Black, you know her very well, You hear her cries mercy as the winners toll the bell.
[Chorus] There 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 you walk you're gonna get there though it takes a longer, And when you see it in the distance you will wring your hands and moan.