Oh, my my Oh, my my Oh, my my Oh, my my Refugee Refugee Issme Ahmed. I'm twelve years old The town I come from is gone, I've been told Mama and Papa were lost at sea We wound up in Belgrade, little sister and me We don't have much, but we get along 'Cause I've got a squeezebox and I know a few songs Sister's got a flute. She can't play a lot She gives that one note everything she's got Refugee Refugee Issme Abu. I've got my papers in order But I live in a tent by a fence at the border Between one country out and one country in Is fifty meters of grass. That's where we've been Some call us names, but most pass us by Some bring us food, and that's how we're alive In this whole round world we've got nowhere to be So we just keep walking, my family and me Refugee Refugee Refugee Refugee Issme Asha. I come here on a boat Full of so many people it could barely float I've been raped and beaten and been all alone I've walked through a desert full of human bones There's nothing for me in this foreign land The people talk a language that I don't understand I've sat in this camp for almost a year But at least the men are not coming to kill me here Refugee Refugee Refugee Refugee Oh, my my Oh, my my Oh, my my Oh, my my Refugee Refugee Refugee Refugee Oh, my my Oh, my my Oh, my my Oh, my my Refugee Refugee