Strange this fruit
Hanging by a feeling
Dangled by an infant nation
Oh, it's a shame
What is this scale weighing my riot heart
I want to feel the laughter
I want to run on land that holds my feet
And know that I am home
Brother, will you let me down
Father, will you let me down
Sister, will you let me down
You better let me down
Who are you
If I raise my antenna to the sky
I'll go out of my mind
To be with you
Black in America
Black in America
With their little machines
I see them killing you
I see them kill
I'll take you in
I will take you in
I will raise my antenna to the sky
I will go out of my mind
To be with you
Black in America
Who are you
Black in America
Who are you