Where are you now?

Broken up or still around?

The CIA says you're a guilty man

Will we see the likes of you again?



Can anyone make a difference anymore?

Can anyone write a protest song?

Pinky lefty revolutionary

Burnt at the stake for



A voice so pure - a vision so clear

I've gotta learn to live like you

Learn to sing like you



Went to Cuba to meet Castro

Never got past sleepy Moscow

A giant man with a heavenly voice

MK Ultra turned you paranoid



No passport 'til 1958

McCarthy poisoned through with hate

Liberty lost still buried today

Beneath the lie of the USA



Say what you want

Say what you want



A voice so pure - a vision so clear

I've gotta learn to live like you

Learn to sing like you



Now let the Freedom Train come zooming down the track

Gleaming in the sunlight for white and black

Not stopping at no stations marked colored nor white

Just stopping in the fields in the broad daylight



Stopping in the country in the wide open air

Where there never was a Jim Crow sign nowhere

And no lilly-white committees, politicians of note

Nor poll tax layer through which colored can't vote



And there won't be no kinda color lines

The Freedom Train will be yours

And mine



A voice so pure - a vision so clear

I've gotta learn to live like you

Learn to sing like you



Sing it loud, sing it proud

I will be heard, I will be found

Sing it loud, sing it proud

I will be heard, I will be found