LAND OF THE FREE

                       Reggie Bannister  - Copyright 1992

 
 
I was workin' one day sellin' door to door
For the sake of my family.
When a man said, “Son, you don't fit in here.
You don't look like kin to me.”
Well, I said, “Sir, what's goin' on' I'm just tryin' to do
my job and make good.”
And he said, “Oh, it's okay to do your job, son. Just go
do it in your own neighborhood.”
That ol' boy was just one stop on a search from sea to
sea.

CHORUS: Well some folks know it can be
mighty hard, livin' in the land of the free.

I remember one day in the pourin' rain
As I held my cardboard sign.
It said, “I'm hungry and I'll work for food.”
And you know I meant each line.
But everyone just passed on by like they
Didn't notice I was there.
I guess they didn't have no work for food.
Either that, or they just don't care.
I guess sometimes you just have to fall
Before you can agree.
That some folks know we have it mighty hard, livin' in
the land of the free.

Well black and white are only words.
So far as I can tell.
But some folks think that white is best
And black can go to hell.
Then there's always those who say that
Black's superior to white.
When everybody knows, who's read His word,
We're all equal in God's sight.
And Gay just can't be tolerated, because that's sick, you
see.

Well, some folks know it can be mighty hard, livin' in
the land of the free.

Well, LA, Houston, Baltimore, there's not a city you
can name,
Where people don't treat each other bad
Cause they're different - not the same.
Their skin's a different color.
Their beliefs don't fit the plan.
And all this fear and hatred
Come against a woman, child, or man.
Some say everything's okay, but I doubt they truly see . . .

All them folks that have it mighty hard, livin' in the land
of the free.

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