Her face is cracked from smiling
All the fears that she's been hiding
And it seems that pretty soon, everybody's gonna knowAnd her voice is sore from shouting
Cheering winners who are losing
And she worries if their days are few and soon they'll have to goMy, my, my, I'm so happy
I'm gonna join the band
We gonna dance and sing in celebration
We are in the promised landShe hears them talk of new ways
To protect the home she lives in
Then she wonders what it's all about when they break down the door.Her name is brown or white or black
You know her very well,
You hear her cries of mercy as the winners toll the bell.My my my I'm so happy
We gonna join the band
We are gonna dance and sing in celebration
We're in the promised land.Oh, there is a train that leaves the station
Heading for your destination
But the price you pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more
Yes, it has!
And if you walk you're gonna get there
And though it takes a little longer
And when you see it in the distance you will wring your hands and moanOh yeah, you'll moan
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, you'll moan, you'll moanYou're g-gone, you're g-gone, yeah-yea
You're g-gone
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my you are gone
You're gone
My, my, my
You're gonna, gonna get there, it's just a little longer
And when you see him in the distance you will wave your hand
Songwriters
JOHN PAUL JONES, JIMMY PAGE, ROBERT PLANTPublished by
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