RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY
Overcome
The sickness and the sorrow
Invades my soul this day
Of all the things I know
No one reveals the way
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know where I’m from
And yet I still believe
We shall overcome
I walked a lonely mile
With Bobby and the King
I marched into the setting sun
When he sang Let Freedom Ring!
There’s nothing left of them
But the instrument I strum
And yet I still have faith
We shall overcome
We overcame the monarch
We overcame the Klan
We overcame the royalists
Who fought the Rights of Man
I hear the soldiers crying out
The pounding of the drums
We will not turn and run this day
We shall overcome
I bathed in sacred waters
I reached a distant shore
When hunger stood before me
I knocked upon the door
She said I have no whiskey
But I’ve got a little rum
I shed a tear of joy and said
We shall overcome
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