I've searched the open sky,
to find a reason why,
Oh Lord, why Lord.
The color of my skin,
is said to be an awful sin,
Oh Lord, why Lord. Oh-oh.
No I cannot understand,
no I'll never never understand,
Oh Lord, why Lord.
I've got to live and live, and give,
much more than I can give,
Oh Lord, why-y-y-y-y-y Lord.
In this world, you made so sacred,
I only find problems and hatred,
(Oh Lord, why Lord).
I just can't seem to find any place,
my every move is so unsafe,
(Oh Lord, why Lo-o-ord).
Why this long and bitter strife,
must go on for equal rights,
(Oh Lord)
Why can't there be some harmony,
(Why lord)
Instead of constant agony.
I just can't help but cry,
for the tears won't stay inside,
(Oh Lord, why Lo-o-ord).
I feel the weight, of their everlasting hate,
yet I still live with hope and faith,
(Oh Lord, why Lord).
I wear the chains,
but nothing ever seems to change,
(Oh Lord, why Lord).
I ask no special kindness,
I ask not for a crown.
I only ask, for some justice Lord,
to restore what's right from wrong.
So now you've learned my sadness,
in a story and a song.
Oh Lord, why Lord.