Justice in My Time

Hey people
I’m looking for justice in my time
Hey people
I’m looking for justice in my time
Some folks seek freedom in the grave
But I want mine before I die

Well I’m standing in the street
Looking up at a real fine home
Standing in the street
Looking up at a real fine home
Key still in my pocket
But they done changed the locks long time ago

You can steal my grandaddy’s home
Rain bombs down on my head
Tell all kind of lies about me
But I ain’t gonna bow to no man
Hey people
I’m looking for justice in my time
I come from strong stock, baby
And we’re gonna live free in our land

Let me tell you once more
Hey people
I’m looking for justice in my time
Hey People
I’m looking for justice in my time
Freedom in the grave ain’t enough
I want mine before I die

© George Bisharat 2016