Lyrics Priscilla Renea – Land Of The Free

Little Jimmy grabbed his toys
And went outside to play
How was he supposed to know
That he might die today

The officer, he told the judge
«Jimmy had a gun»
Now another mother
Will be burying a son

If you don’t believe it’s true
I guess I wrote this song for you
You’d think I’d say these words because I hate America?

No
That’s just life for me
Living while black in the land of the free
Yeah what it’s like to be
Living while black in the land of the free
And I’m not gonna be quiet
Make a little noise and they call it a riot
Ain’t no sympathy
Living while black in the land of the free

There’s enough to go around
For everyone to share
But a check from Uncle Sam
What would that repair?

All the broken families
Fathers in a cell…
Slavery’s abolished but it’s
Still alive and well

If you don’t believe it’s true
I guess I wrote this song for you

No
That’s just life for me
Living while black in the land of the free
Yeah what it’s like to be
Living while black in the land of the free
And I’m not gonna be quiet
Make a little noise and they said its a riot
Ain’t no sympathy
Living while black in the land of the free

No
That’s just life for me
Living while black in the land of the free
Yeah what it’s like to be
Living while black in the land of the free
And I’m not gonna be quiet
Make a little noise and they call it a riot
Ain’t no sympathy
Living while black in the land of the free

That’s just life for me
Living while black in the land of the free
Yeah what it’s like to be
Living while black in the land of the free
And I’m not gonna be quiet
Make a little noise and they call it a riot
Ain’t no sympathy
Living while black in the land of the free