Black skyes getting high Its 2am and i dont know why I cant find my way home There's an old man kicking can He got empty pockets, true american, He never ever really had himself a home There's a lady dressed in red She will drink her way into your bed In the early morning slip away But i didn't even catch her name I don't know, i don't know Where our freedom may go What i know, what i know is Just where we have been The cotton fields, trails of tears, black boy Running from his fears, steel towers They crumble down, once was lost, But now i am found Well I don't know, i don't know Where our freedom may go What i know, what i know Is just where we have been The cotton fields, trails of tears, black boy Running from his fears, steel towers They crumble down, once was lost, But now i am found