Her face is cracked from smiling,
All the fears that she's been hiding,
And it seems      soon ev'rybody's gonna    .
  her voice is sore from shouting,
Cheering winners who are losing,
And she       if their days are few
And soon they'll have to go.
*my, my, my, I'm so     ,
' gonna join the band,
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration,
We are in the promised land.
She hears them talk of new   
 protect the home she lives in,
Then she       what it's all    
   they break down the door.
Her name is brown or white or black,
You know her very    ,
  hear her cries of    
 the winners toll the bell.
* chorus
There is a train that      the      
      for your destination,
But the price you pay has increased a dollar more.
Yes, it has!
And if you walk   ' gonna get there
Tho' it takes a little longer,
And when you see it in the       
  will wring your hands and moan.
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