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Her face is cracked from smiling
All the tears that she's been hiding
And it seems pretty soon everybody's gonna know
And her voice is sore from shouting
Cheering winners who are losing
And she worries if their days are few
And soon they'll have to go

My, my, my, I'm so happy
I'm gonna join the band
We' gonna dance 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 wonders what it's all about
When they break down the door
Her name is Brown or White or Black
You know her very well
You hear her cries of mercy
As the winners toll the bell

My, my, my, I'm so happy
I'm gonna join the band
We' gonna sing and dance in celebration
We are the promised land

There 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 you walk you're gonna get there
Though it takes a little longer
And when you see it in the distance
You will wring your hands and moan, oh, yeah

If you walk you're gonna get there
Though it takes a little longer
And when you see it in the distance
You will wring your hands