Land of the Free - Priscilla Renea

Little Jimmy grabbed his toys, went outside to play

How was he supposed to know he might die today?

Officer, he told the judge, «Jimmy had a gun»

Now another mother will be burying a son

If you don’t believe it’s true, I guess I wrote this song for you

You’d think I’d say these words because I hate America?

No

That’s just life for me

Living while black in the land of the free

Yeah, what it’s like to be

Living while black in the land of the free

And I’m not gonna be quiet

Make a little noise and they call it a riot

Ain’t no sympathy

When you’re living while black in the land of the free

There’s enough to go around for everyone to share

But a check from Uncle Sam?

What would that repair?

All the broken families, fathers in a cell

Slavery’s abolished, but it’s still alive and well

If you don’t believe it’s true, I guess I wrote this song for you

You’d think I’d say these words because I hate America?

No

That’s just life for me

Living while black in the land of the free

Yeah, what it’s like to be

Living while black in the land of the free

I’m not gonna be quiet

Make a little noise and they said it’s a riot

Ain’t no sympathy

When you’re living while black in the land of the free