Winter in America (From “Black History Always / Music For the Movement Vol. 2")

Yeah Back in the city Yeah

From the Indians, yeah We welcomed the pilgrims, yeah And to the buffalo that once ruled the plain Like the vultures in the dark clouds Looking for the rain Looking for the rain Said, I'm looking for the rain Yeah, I'm looking for the rain

Just like the cities staggered on the coastline In a nation that can't take much more, yeah Like the forest buried underneath the highway, highway Had a chance to grow I never had a chance to grow

And now it's winter, yeah Winter in America, yeah And all the healers been killed Or sent away People know it's winter, yeah

The Constitution, yeah A noble piece of paper, would free society Struggled, but they died in vain And now democracy is just ragtime on the corner And we hoping for some rain I'm steady hoping for some rain

It's like it's winter, yeah Winter in America, yeah And all the healers been killed Or sent away But they know it's winter Lord knows it's winter Lord knows it's winter

(Winter in America, yeah) (And all the healers been killed) (Or sent away) (People know it's winter)

Life in the city Winter in America Life in the city Winter in America Winter, winter Winter, winter