Peace, it don't come easy Love, it don't come free Martin Luther King said Lord, I have a Dream Boys and girls of every Color walking side by side Brother, sister, come on Turn that darkness into light I was born into the Heart of Dixie Land Holy-rollers in the Hills of Birmingham All those summers spent just Chasing lightning bugs by night Heavy stillness in the Heat of August & July Lord, a wind was stirring From the east to west Set my heart a-blazing Deep down in my chest And I heard that preacher Crying out from 16th street "Till we all have freedom There is no man truly free" On into September Heard the people say "Things just won't get better" Four girls died today But we will rise up singing Truly, We Shall Overcome And we won't quit singing Till that day of glory comes Peace, it don't come easy Love, it don't come free Martin Luther King said Lord, I have a Dream Boys and girls of every Color walking side by side Brother, sister, come on Turn that darkness into light Brother, sister, come on Turn that darkness into light And we shall overcome one day We shall overcome Deep in my heart I do believe One day we shall overcome