Her face is cracked 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 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 are 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

(* Repeat)

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