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