I like my rocking chair   listening to the wind get past the trees   used to spend my time marching   now I spend it on my knees   The Lord knows me by now   my devotion I have showed   From Selma to Montgomery   is a mighty long road      Too young to be scared   thought there was no more to see   what I read about happening to others   could never happen to me   I was marching in Marion   February of 65   Saw them shoot Jimmy Lee   with my very own eyes      chorus:   From Selma to Montgomery   was a road paved with tears   and the broken chains of those   who could not appear   You say where does the time go?   check the clock on my wall   From Selma to Montgomery   it never stood still at all      Today I cross the Pettus bridge   and I often wonder why   hatred is only noticed   when innocent people die   I think about how far we've come   and the road still left ahead   from Selma to Montgomery   and all those people dead       chorus      I like my rocking chair   listening to the wind get past the trees   used to spend my time marching   now I spend it on my knees   The Lord knows me by now   my devotion I have showed   From Selma to Montgomery   is a mighty long road