My heart lives in Ferguson, in the streets that ran with blood 

It gives a beat, for each of the feet, that walk those desperate streets 

And if I make it to Ferguson, I will stand up straight and tall 

And march along with my brethren and , oh, shall the mighty fall


Let us go to Ferguson, and stand us side by side 

We will gather up the little ones, our living joy and pride 

And when the acid burns our eyes, we shall keep them open 

Know that though weak we seem, we never shall be broken 


We came to you as hostages, taken from our land 

And settled you us here with you, brought up by your hand 

Set us free America, we are slaves no more 

Yet the overseer never stays the lash, he would see us whipped and poor 


Take a look at Ferguson, at the misery you have created 

After all that we have done for you, we are yet still hated 

Liberty and Sacrifice, we get one without the other 

And when I die in your streets, who will help my Mother 


Let us start with Ferguson, we have much to do 

Strange Fruit blows in the breeze, and it’s all because of you 

Move along America, the times they need to change 

Before we all but disappear, like the Buffalo on the range