oh Promised Land
has taken freeman’s heart
has dragged him through the tunnels
the wall’s built very high 
don’t you see the price
of its longest 14 miles
when every day is a war
the guide is always gone
we are the messengers
we are the one, two, one, two
talk to the messeneger
we are the one, two, one, two
oh Promised Land
is fishing for strange fruit 
he’s crossing a river
the boat will sink soon 
thousand times he rowed
finally overboard
he’s praying to every god
the water is very cold