This song, originally written for the musical Ragtime, is about blacks in the early 1900s telling the story of their struggle. But I listen to it today and apply it 100 years later to the patriots of this country, and of the world, who are fighting for our freedom and liberty. And further, I listen and imagine what we’ll say when we’ve won.
Go out and tell our story
Let it echo far and wide
Make them hear you
Make them hear you
How Justice was our battle
And how Justice was denied
Make them hear you
Make them hear you
And say to those who blame us
For the way we chose to fight,
That sometimes there are battles
That are more than black or white
And I could not put down my sword
When Justice was my right
Make them hear you
Go out and tell our story to your daughters and your sons
Make them hear you
Make them hear you
And tell them, "In our struggle,
We were not the only ones"
Make them hear you
Make them hear you
Your sword could be a sermon
Or the power of the pen
Teach every child to raise his voice
And then my brothers, then
Will justice be demanded by ten million riteous men
Make them hear you-
When they hear you, I'll be near you
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