Where are you now?   Broken up or still around?   The CIA says you're a guilty man   Will we see the likes of you again?      Can anyone make a difference anymore?   Can anyone write a protest song?   Pinky lefty revolutionary   Burnt at the stake for      A voice so pure, a vision so clear   I've gotta learn to live like you   Learn to sing like you      Went to Cuba to meet Castro   Never got past sleepy Moscow   A giant man with a heavenly voice   MK Ultra turned you paranoid      No passport 'til 1958   McCarthy poisoned through with hate   Liberty lost still buried today   Beneath the lie of the USA      Say what you want   Say what you want      A voice so pure, a vision so clear   I gotta learn to live like you   Learn to sing like you      Now, let the Freedom Train come zooming down the track   Gleaming in the sunlight for white and black   Not stopping at no stations marked colored nor white   Just stopping in the fields in the broad daylight      Stopping in the country in the wide open air   Where there never was a Jim Crow sign nowhere   And no lily white committees, politicians of note   Nor poll tax layer through which colored can't vote   And there won't be no kinda color lines   The Freedom Train will be yours and mine      A voice so pure, a vision so clear   I gotta learn to live like you   Learn to sing like you      Sing it loud, sing it proud   I will be heard, I will be found   Sing it loud, sing it proud   I will be heard, I will be found